After 6 months off Paxil (continued therapy throughout), my doctor (and my therapist) recommended I restart the meds and see if they help with my panic symptoms before sending me to cardiologist to see if it’s a separate heart issue. 

It may seem negative, but I write to cope and below is a nonet poem (9 lines, 9 syllables in the first line and then one less syllable in each line until a final, one-syllable line) about my anxiety: 

Like a bucket of ice cold water,
anxiety shocks my system
and demands my attention.
Heart racing, skin clamming; 
one thought disarms me.
Breathing techniques,
coping skills. 
Tried. But, 
Failed. 

Hopefully this can help someone feel less alone in the frustration.