Anyone who has suffered from panic attacks will know that John Milton was bang on the money when he wrote about the mind’s ability to make heaven of hell and hell of heaven.
In my pursuit of heaven through the foggy hell years of my panic-ridden 20s, I tried all manner of things at various costs with various results. These included CBT (ineffectual for me, like putting a plaster on a gaping gash requiring stitches), hypnotherapy (I chose a bad practitioner, so it made me worse), listening to binaural beats (an auditory phenomenon that occurs when listening to two different frequencies at once which I found kept the more brutal attacks at bay when on the go). While weekly integrated psychotherapy (eye-wateringly expensive) proved the most beneficial of the lot.
