I’m staying over at my boyfriend’s house. We went out to dinner and a play with my family. We got in bed and all of a sudden I’m feeling anxious. My stomach is upset. Immediately I think I have a stomach bug because I’ve been worried about that the past few days since one of my students went home Thursday morning for throwing up. This might be tmi but I went to the bathroom (if you know what I mean). I’m feeling a little better but I’m shaking and anytime I think about how maybe this could be the start of a stomach bug I freak out. I don’t want to throw up. Idk how much of this is anxiety. I’m so terrified right now.
anyone awake? Could use a friend - Anxiety and Depre...
anyone awake? Could use a friend
it must be a drag that you get me, again, you posted this an hour ago, has anything changed how are feeling right now Daisy, worse better the same?
hopefully you fell asleep I hope you feel better in the morning
Hi there. First of all try to calm yourself by breathing in deep hold for 7 seconds and breath out slowly through the mouth slowly. Do this 7 times. Listen to music via headphones and make yourself a hot drink. The Samaritans are an excellent listener.vCalled them a few times. Hope this helps. Please see doctor
hi, I’m new to this, but my biggest issue with my anxiety is that it causes nausea. I would recommend a warm drink(peppermint tea works wonders on nausea). Listen to music or watch a low stacks movie, show, or YouTube video. This can be a great distraction that can help you calm down. I would also suggest that if the nausea continues into the next day to go to the doctor.
My daughter has a lot of health anxieties, where she can't differentiate if it's a real symptom or if she's panicking. I told her I think it's good she is aware of her physical symptoms, but at the same time, she shouldn't be dismissive of them, but also not worry. It's a delicate balance.
One thing that helps me whenever I've been seriously sick is my father's words to me. He tells me not to worry. He grew up in a war-torn impoverished country, and he saw people survive the worst ailments. My grandmother survived several miscarriages, and she was diabetic. She didn't have medicines or vaccines. She suffered broken bones and blackouts. But she lived until 90. We're all alive today, right now, because we're strong mentally and physically. (This isn't to denounce modern medicine though. That's important still.) But I just hold onto my father's words to give me peace of mind through any worries of sickness.