A couple of years before my mom passed away, the very thought of her dying gave me a panic attack. I couldn't breathe, felt such a pressure in my chest, it was awful, as panic attacks can be. Then a very spiritual person (a "librarian," who had access to the Akashic records) told me that my mom and I shared a heart. That we weren't soul mates, but the problems we were taking on in this life took two people. So we were two people with one heart. She said whenever I was with her and we were relaxing together, I should picture taking my part of the heart back, and returning herpart of the heart back to her. Well it worked. Maybe if you can find someone to help you get to the bottem of it, and maybe give you a similar spiritual exercise to do. Just another thought.