Hi
My name is Simon. I am an ex-anxiety sufferer. I still get anxious of course, only I now control it, it doesn't control me; it was always that way I just didn't see it.
I remember getting my first panic attacks when I was around 10 or 11 years of age. I think it was around this time that I first had a realisation with regards to mortality, the idea that I was, at some point, going to die, filled me with dread.
I realise now that there were a lot of things that were going on for me and my family at the time that probably led me to consider death and illness around that time.
My mother was a care for Older people who had become senile and were approaching the end of their lives, she experienced many deaths but I remember her first experience and the story is one that has stuck with me.
Along with that my father was a diabetic. He would have fits all the time, especially at night, he wasn't very good at looking after himself, and my mother would call me in to help him off of the floor where he would be writhing and jerking as if possessed! I would have to haul his sweaty, naked body off of the floor and back onto the bed while my mother fetched a spoonful of sugar to level out his insulin. It was extremely strange seeing my father be something else other than how I knew him to be. I found it both terrifying and interesting.
So...I used to lock myself in the toilet, mid-panic, trying to come to terms with the concept that at some point I would no longer exist...the strangest of concepts to consider but one that I realise I benefitted from as well as suffering from.
I used to sit there in the toilet concentrating so hard in an effort to travel in time to my point of death and imagining what that might be like... then imagine avoiding it!
I thought that if I could imagine every possible death and imagine avoiding it that when it actually came I would recognise it and be able to do what I had done in my imagination and alter the outcome. A fun thought though not very practical. It became quite a list and I never wrote anything down so became confused as to what deaths I had already imagined for myself and so realised that perhaps this wasn't the best form of prevention.
I remember coming out of the toilet one night and telling my mother that I was panicked about dying, she looked at me and said "You don't have to worry about a thing, by the time you're my age scientists will have created a pill that will allow you to live forever!" Amazing. This was awesome I couldn't figure out any reason for her to be wrong! Great, I was going to live forever!
There were a few other things over the next few years that I let affect me for many years. One was having what I thought to be a close friend, attack me with iron bar, almost killing me, if it wasn't for my quick reactions I would most certainly have been severely maimed for life, dead or disfigured, he was aiming for my head.
This caused me to stay in for almost a year, suffering panic attacks once again, this time about going out, mixing with people and being in social situations.
Then my mother told me she had cancer. I began to close myself off from the people I loved, I also began to wear a mask of indifference towards life, pretending things didn't affect me. This made my anxiety worse as I became more apathetic.
My mother died in 2003 just before Christmas, after at least a 15 year fight against her cancer at the age of 52...
I promised her that I would do whatever it took to be happy...and that is part of my passion and mission in life, attempting to understand what it takes to make someone happy. It is why I am now a Coach, Hypnotherapist and Behavioural consultant. I conquered my anxiety and depression. I still feel these things but they're not bigger than me I'm bigger than them...to the point where the majority of time they hardly exist.
My mission is to create a coaching culture across society, a culture in which we understand, empathise, inspire and motivate individuals, empowering people to change their behaviour, take control of their lives, through understanding their passions and educating them based on those passions and interests, helping them to grow, thereby shaping a society that works for them rather than against them which how the majority of people feel.