Hello all! I've never really shared my story.. If you can relate, have suggestions or anything feel free to comment or message me. Thanks in advance.
My first panic attack and anxiety started when I was 10. I developed a fear of elevators. It made going to places, like doctors, hotels, ect. very difficult. Went to therapy and eventually got over that.
My teenage years were hard. I suffered primarily from depression. I was sexually assulted twice during this time. I also tried to unalive myself twice and, subsequently, I was hospitalized twice as well. I went to therapy and tried numerous medications, some of which include wellbutrin, abilify, zoloft, etc. Many gave me adverse side effects. I got on a good path, finally, and resumed what most would call a normal life. In my early twenties, I was actually medication free and enjoying life.
In my mid twenties, my anxiety came back with a vengeance. I was having cycling panic attacks thay were so incredibly uncomfortable and painful. I couldn't be alone, I didn't feel comfortable going out, borderline agoraphobia. An example was is one of my parents had to use the restroom, I would need the other in the room for those two minutes they were gone. I couldn't hold a job. It was a major factor in ending my marriage. All of this happening, led to my depression coming back. I found a therapist and was put on Lexapro, Wellbutrin, and Klonapin.
It took time, but after about a year, I was ok to be alone, got a job, and met the wonderful man I'm with today. I still couldnt drive myself more than a mile from my house (fear of traffic, fear of having a panic attack while driving, fear of being stuck). When I hit 30, idk if my body changed but, I began having an adverse reaction to the Wellbutrin. I had thoughts of harming myself. I was taken off that medication. I continued to slowly get better and was able to go farther, in terms of travel, still just able to drive a mile from my house. However, my boyfriend and I began pushing my boundaries of going places together. First, 5 miles, then 10 miles, eventually about 100 miles from home. It was amazing. I started feeling "normal" again.
This year, I had a major slide back down. I have begun having cycling panic attacks again. Having panic attacks when we try to go somewhere more than a couple minutes from the house. I feel so defeated, frustrated, depressed, and angry. I was doing to well and now I feel ask if I'm back at square one. Idk how to do it all over again. It took so many years of trying. I also feel horrible for my partner. I'm trying to find ways to stop the panic attacks from happening and/or cycling. Any help would be greatly appreciated.
Thank you so much for reading!