I want to start by saying that I this I have always thought of myself as a strong woman that came from a strong foundation. But even the strong can have their not so good days. I wanted to start doing this to document my experience. I have been suffering from Anxiety for a year and a half. It did start from a traumatic point in my life where I almost lost everything that I had. But my husband seen that this was a relationship worth fighting for. But after that day it really changed my whole life. I have been suffering on about a monthly bases and just when I think I’m getting better, BOOM not really!!
I can start just by having dinner and sitting getting ready to take my next bite then it starts. A rush going through my whole body hands and legs feel numb. My mouth gets super bitter and I start feeling short of breath. Heart starts racing at about 160bpm after not doing anything at all. From there its not long when I will start getting really bad stomach aches and GI upset. There is nothing in that point of time that will make things better. You can try to tell yourself that everything is going to be ok but for some reason it just makes it feel worse. I feel like I’m in a trapped room and I cant get out. Felling at times like I just cant do this anymore or how am I going to live my life with anxiety and panic.
What happens next? I call someone my mom, my best friend, my husband someone; just to let them know what’s going on. Once someone is able to calm me down the symptoms tend to linger for sometime but you have to almost force yourself to snap out of it. What can possibly make this go away? Something that every person that suffers from this must ask them selves on a daily bases. Will I have a good day today? Can I make plans for that day or will I have to postpone because I wont be feeling good? This is just some of the things that I live with daily.
I started taking Zoloft last year and just didn’t really help me now I’m on generic Prozac and on a just about to start Yaz oral contraception and I want to document my experience with it. I want to find something that can help other people like me especially mothers mothers that are affected by this mental illness who at times feel too guilty for living or thinking this way when they have been blessed with having such a great family but what may seem perfect for some reason is being held back from growing because of the fear that lingers in their mind everyday. This is my story and I would love to share my experience with you all!! With love V