I'm starting to realize that I'm unique. I do something that most people in the world do not. I actively find my biggest fears and face them.
These are the situations that induce panic, for me. Actually, that's wrong. They're the situations in which my perception of immediate danger kicks off the process of fight or flight.
But I continue on. Giving up control each step of the way. Chasing panic. Looking for it. Putting myself in a position of success. Success means finding the next panic attack.
They will never go away. Panic attacks are not curable (nor do you want them to be). When, where, and how they show up ... that's the thing that can be fixed. Jumping in the deep end is the only way I know how.