Out of nowhere bam! It comes and I cannot shake it. My husband is a diabetic and when he starts talking about his levels there it is. I get so annoyed because I don't want to hear it and he knows that. I want to say shut up but I can't or I won't. I cannot hurt him. So on comes the anxiety. Here I go. Fear, heart racing and all of the hundreds of feeling of dread. I hate it. I try breathing exercises, talking myself out of it and I can't even get a decent workout at the gym because once I get into walking on the treadmill. It mimics my heart racing then I get scared and want to stop. Over and over again. I have xanax but I try not to take them. I don't want to be dependent on them. I read your post all of the time.
So here I am contemplating whether or not to go to gym. Yesterday I didnt make it, just rode around.😞