So, here's the thing about anxiety

Last night, for the first time in years, I had one of *those* anxiety attacks. This is the kind of attack that puts terror into your heart. As much rational talking to myself as I did, I couldn't find calm. I tried distraction. I tried telling myself I was okay. None of it worked. I just lay there, paralyzed with fear. Of course, today is a new day. The exhaustion has set in, and the fear has subsided, for the most part. But, as is par for the course with any bad anxiety attack, the self-doubt is creeping in. The 'what ifs?' are forming in my mind. Will this happen again? Is all of the progress I've made for naught? Is this a major set back? I like to think that I can learn from the past, and treat this as a minor blip, rather than letting the fears take grip.