Ya know, I've also thought a lot about this. Like
mandalinn, I suffer(ed) from horrible anxiety with debilitating panic attacks hitting me several times a day. I couldn't leave my room some days and others I couldn't get to sleep until 3-4 a.m. I avoided calls from people I love because I was terrified they had bad news. I was scared and exhausted all the time. It honestly felt like my life was one big panic attack. Just awful.
Exercise definately does help. But personally, I'm not sure if it's the actual
exercise or if it's that I'm doing something that I'm proud of. I walk out of that gym feeling so proud of myself, so happy with my body, and so accomplished. Eh, it's probably a combo of the two. Either way, I rarely have a panic attack these days and I'm off meds after taking Prozac for a while. Two very, very nice things.
