trauma, particularly the kind that lives in your body rent-free, has a much more complex and, shall we say, elastic relationship with time. It is is own kind of time, actually. It bleeds into the present; it makes the past present-tense. A panic attack is essentially your senses being ambushed by an event that happened in the past, only it has all the visceral immediacy of being trapped in a car boot with a Rottweiler right now