What classifies as a panic attack?

Maybe it's the breathing that escapes me when I think about the past, the future, but most of all, the present.

Maybe it's the horrible thoughts that stampede loudly through my head begging to be written out onto my skin.

Or maybe it's the inconstant shaking that decides it can be controllable only when it doesn't have to be.

I miss my little self.

She didnt panic over words, not like I do.