Funny, we all define things in our own way. I have BOTH panic "relapses" and pity parties.

A pity party is: Woe is I, it's not fair, nobody cares, nobody understands, Bob looks at me funny, I'm as fat as two pigs, the kids never call, I don't feel good, I'm tired, I don't like myself, etc.

A panic relapse is: What if I get worse? What if I can't work? What if I can't afford to pay the bills? My chest feels tight. Am I having a heart attack? If I have a heart attack, will the ambulance be able to find me? Should I go turn on the porch light so the ambulance can find me in case I'm having a heart attack? What if I call the ambulance and I'm NOT having a heart attack? What was that noise?