That last bout took me completely by surprise. When I joined this board I was just coming off a bad nightmare, and symptoms had taken over during the day. I talked w/ the school counselor (who truly sucked at this), which gave me the ability to analyze things on my own, and I was able to figure out what exactly triggered this particular bout. Turns out, life had unexpectedly become like it was during my time of Hell, and I was not prepared for it. The stress was just too much and completely blew every ounce of control I had out the window. Thanks to different avenues of assistance and personal coping tricks, I was able to wrest control back in time to prepare for and win a karate tournament. That bout of uncontrollable symptoms lasted a whole three weeks, and was the worst I've had in a year and a half. Just one too many triggers all at once I s'pose. The very next day after the tournament, though, I came down w/ the worst case of bronchitis I've ever had...almost went to pneumonia. Gosh, I hate stress. Anyhow, control is back for the most part; at least, I'm not having panic attacks at school any more. But tonight I'm feeling very alone and don't want to go out of the house. The problem is, I'm stressing over some deadlines coming up, and eating everything I can get my hands on to cope. Not the healthiest thing to do, and I'm trying to keep it to veggies, but I'm really having trouble with these looming deadlines. Mostly, I just want to talk to someone in realtime who knows what goes on in my head. My mom just doesn't get it, and its very irritating trying to get her to get it.