Laura was worried all the time and she didn’t know why. Her job was going great, she had a good relationship with her boyfriend, and had a close circle of friends. Still, she was always restless and watchful, and a feeling of dread followed her everywhere she went. Driving on the highway was the worst of all. One evening she was driving home when she was startled by a police car turning on its lights and sirens behind her. Her heart raced, her palms were sweaty, and the steering wheel was hard to hold on to. She was sure she was going to die. But she put on her hazard lights and managed to pull onto the shoulder as the police car passed her by. She had a full-blown panic attack right there—and vowed never to drive on the highway again.
Her mother told her to try talking to a therapist. After a few sessions, the therapist got Laura to remember the first time she had anxiety—it happened while driving home from a friend’s funeral.
“Everything in my life is going fine,” Laura said. “Why would I start remembering this now?”
“That’s exactly why,” the therapist said. “You’re in a safe position in life, so unresolved feelings start to bubble up. It’s like our bodies know we can now handle facing them. But we feel attacked, anxious, or in danger, even though we are actually safe and sound.”
Perplexed but encouraged, Laura started going to therapy twice a week and got a prescription for anti-anxiety medication. She was determined to get to the bottom of her mysterious anxiety that seemed to come and go without cause.



