I suffer from it big time. I had a really bad attack last night/this morning. I had to go to the ER for some meds. I hate it so much. I'm afraid to go back to sleep now, because I think it will trigger another attack.
Shopaholic... I want some of your meds. Not even joking...
I have severe anxiety, crippling at times, chronic PTSD, it trickles out into nearly every aspect of my life and then, the guilt that comes with all of that nonsense makes me sad/depressed.... but anxiety is the main issue.
These last 4 hours I have had the butterflies in my chest so bad that it felt like they were going to crawl out of my skin. So many thoughts, so much anxiety, acid in stomach, couldn't eat... bought food to binge, WAY too anxious to eat.
2008 has been not great... in fact, has kinda sucked... @ home for the last month due to a family emergency and my family are the reason for the PTSD so, my nerves are FRIED...
However, all of that whining aside, I have survived 29 years with all of this anxiety... exercise helps, energy release (singing, dancing, dare I say it... "sexing") helps, eating right helps, getting enough sleep helps...
Something as simple as seeing a movie at the theater will give me a sense of peace for at least 24 hours... I just have to remember that and make sure I get what I need to stay healthy...
Speaking of which, I'm going to try to crash, I'm so exhausted. Be well. Hope to get to know you all...
Learning-I have PSTD too. Losing my mom in 2006 really did it for me. My anxiety was so severe last year that it would happen several times a day, everyday. It was horrible. My doc had me on Zoloft & Xanax. I believe that Zoloft made it worse. During my attacks..I cry and throw up everything. Then afterwards, things seem to just get worse. When my dh is here, he has to hold onto me because I'm just basically terrified of everything. But last year..he wasnt here, he was deployed. So I basically had nothing to hold on to, except my teddy bear that I've had since I was a baby. Seens lame, but it works sometimes. Its a comfort thing, a reminder of home. I hugged him when I got back from the ER yesterday and it helped me fall asleep.
All day yesterday I was feeling really uneasy. Then dh called, and that just set off all my emotions. I was really depressed and would look at the phone every 20 mins wishing he would call me back. During one of our last phone calls, I finally let it all out. I really needed to cry to him, just to hear him comfort me. And then afterwards..I took another pill, and went to sleep. And right now..I feel so much better.
My doc prescibed me Lorazepam. But I only have a limit supply. I'm gonna try to get more before we move. I dont wanna have an attack while on the road. I tend to get really bad homesickness..and we'll be moving to our new home, lol.