After having a close call a couple years ago I am deathly afraid of being on open water. Three weeks ago my family was going onto a boat to watch a fireworks display -- the entire day I was okay until I got onto the boat. As soon as I stepped onto the boat I felt unnerved. When we started to depart from our canal my heart started to skip beats, my breathing became shallow, and my eyes darted around me. I caught the gaze of my brother who also suffers from panic attacks for other things and he recognized that I was having an episode. My mom tried to comfort me and give me courage, but all I could say to her was, "I need to get off." I said it over and over. Once we got to the end of the canal I got louder. My mom had the boat turn around and I started crying. I felt true shame that day.