I put the anxiety, as that has been the most recent and memorable I guess, but I believe panic is beyond anxiety, and I have had panic attacks too, where I just screamed and screamed... The last one had to do with living alone, getting older, no one seeming much to be around to help me except for a blessed girl sent once per wk for 2 hours to help me around the house for an hour and then take me to the grocery, drugstore and post office for an hour.
Being alone 99% of the time is devastating, and I have no car, no family nearby and no one that really seems to give a hoot about me. I feel so left out, so ignored, so seemingly hated... and I have always had trouble making and keeping friends.
There was a neighbor who liked to visit, but now I think I have lost her too. I gave her some seemingly unwanted advice. Even so, she was one of these people that just blabbed on and on, never giving me a chance to say much of anything, so it is not a great loss!