I was just sitting at a red light in downtown West Point, Georgia. A train was passing in front of me and I was geeking out! I love trains. I was headed to the 8pm AA meeting in Lagrange. It is a long drive and I was just out of town and was trying to psyche myself up for this ordeal. I kept praying in the shower that God would allow me and help me to make it. Then it happened. I had a massive panic/anxiety attack sitting in front of that train. My arms went numb. My mind was racing a hundred miles an hour. The whole world seemed to spin. I managed to turn around and head home. I have never been so glad to pull in my driveway in all my life. I was literally scared to death. I tried to do too much tonight. Late in the evenings are when my medication levels are low in my bloodstream. I am always tired and go to bed around 8:30 until dad arrives with the meds. Tomorrow is also my injection of Risperdal Consta. I should’ve been more cautious and just attended an online meeting at 9pm. You live and you learn. I am just glad the panic attack didn’t last long. Usually, they can last for an hour or more and I am wracked with agony. Thank God for tonight’s reprieve from the usual.