"What's wrong!?" The pony that was with me asked in panic. She didn't know what was going on... She was obviously worried about me... Which, I don't know why she would be... No one should be worried about me... The pony looked into my eyes for some kind of response, and she could see the pain in my eyes.

"Panic- Attack-" I could only say a few words, and at a whisper shout at that. Every word was very painful, just like the fiery tears that streamed down my face. Everything was just... Painful.. I deserved it, though. I deserved every bad thing that came to me.

Why did the pony seem so concerned? She shouldn't be, I don't deserved to be concerned about. Nor saved.... I would save myself to complete my mission, if I had to.

The pony didn't know what to do, and was thoroughly confused. "How do I help!?" She said quickly, and in panic... But... She seemed calm, and cool about this.

There was only one thing that helped during panic attacks, well, two things really, but it was a process. Those two things were being bare hugged by someone, and that someone not letting go no matter what. The bare hug would keep me into their embrace, and eventually my mind and body would calm down, letting my spirit take control again.

Along with bare hugging, someone would repeat that it was okay, so my mind finally understood that I wasn't inside of the vision... That I was with that pony....

Now, this would all backfire if I didn't like that pony. This would double the panic that my body and mind was in. This would make it go on overdrive, and I would more than likely start to freak out and try to hurt that pony...

Panic attacks were never fun, and I know this because I had much experience with it.