Where to from here....

[Stay_strong85]

Since when is having this awful disorder something that means I am not grown up? Why does it mean I am a nuisance? Cause I am tired of getting told that and being treated that way when I need the most support and when I reach out to my family. Cause I have no one else. God, yes, but he can only do the spiritual part. This website, yes, but you can't jump out of my computer and hug me...so where do I turn if my own family cannot help me? A therapist yes, already set up, but that takes time. Is it at point wher I simply say, "if I die, I die." Never knowing when it is life threatening or not because my body mimics life threatening sypmtoms...turns out fine every time. Where do you go from there? Family is exhausted of me, doctors are annoyed by me. Do I just pretend I am ok no matter what? Its so hard to know how to think or be or feel anymore. I don't want to die, but should I just stop giving a shit about dieing and let my life take its course? I mean this is the most relentless disease or disorder, whatever you wanna call it, one can have. I don't want this anymore, but how do you find faith when you've completely lost it...

[LoveMeg22]

Wow you stole the words right out of my head. 😩 it sucks. I know Exactly how your feeling.. This is such a scary thing to be dealing with.. I wish I had the answers for you but I don't.. All I can do is relate. lately I've been thinking that way. I don't wanna die but if it happens we have no control over it. :/ why does anxiety make us think this? It's crazy to know how many people are going through this exact same thing! Why does no one have answers for us? The brain is a powerful thing but why is it so hard to control? it's crazy.. Just know your not alone. I feel the exact same way. I've got to the point where I just try & enjoy life in the moment. Its helped me a little.

[Stay_strong85 in reply to LoveMeg22]

I have a hard time leaving the house alone because I get scared, do you have that too? That is the only part keeping me stuck.

[JoMarie5]

Yes !!! I totally feel you on this !

[91342]

I think you are on the right track in acknowledging that this is indeed a disease that simply has not been fully analyzed or unraveled. Without

Accurate medical intervention we are left to suffer not only the result of anxiety but the social and familial repercussions. There are four generations of victims in my family clearly a genetic component given the age when the disease struck and the life circumstances.

I am relatively new to this site and the postings are like a broken record.

Time to stand up and be taken seriously.

[Goldfish_]

Of course- Mindfullness and Buddhist type approach to life. Go with the flow

Don't worry, be happy

The more you focus on health issues and the more you ruminate, the worse things will get

Behaving like a victim will make you into a victim.

“If it’s never our fault, we can’t take responsibility for it. If we can’t take responsibility for it, we’ll always be its victim.” Richard Bach

“Self-pity is easily the most destructive of the nonpharmaceutical narcotics; it is addictive, gives momentary pleasure and separates the victim from reality.”

John W. Gardner

[Stay_strong85 in reply to Goldfish_]

I know you are right. Thanks. 🙄

[Lynl]

Oh my gosh , if I didn't know better I would say I wrote this !!!! I feel the same way, docs probably have a red flag pop up when I'm calling, lol. Family just says it's fine, yes a hug and a it's fine would be nice too. The worry constantly sucks. And meds only do so much, yes I have God, Thank God! We should be friends, we have a lot in common. So I know I can't jump out of your computer or phone but here is a Giant Hug any way

(((((HUGS))))))🌹 When your anxious, try and refocus and go for a walk, ride in the park, out to lunch, mall with a friend. I like therapy shopping lol but that cost money. Look forward to hearing from you,. lynl

[Stay_strong85 in reply to Lynl]

Thank you very much. 😊

[Gigglingrandma]

Unfortunately, people who have never experienced an attack of anxiety or panic, have no clue how you are feeling. I have had this disorder for 45 years, every day 24 hrs. A day. It took me 30 years to get help, because when I first got it, I was told by a Dr. that it was all in my head. Your family needs to learn about your disorder, and some Dr.s don't take it seriously either. I worked and raised my 3 kids on my own. I had no money, my car and house were taken from me, I did not get child support. Sometimes I amaze myself how I got thru it all in one piece. Nobody, not even my kids, co-workers or anyone ever knew what I had. I was promoted and had a middle management position. Yes, I too wanted to run, run away from it. But I hung in there for my kids. I at times felt like a could die any moment. It sucks for sure. Hopefully you get counseling, and medication if you haven't already. My life changed when I got on medication in 2001. Sometimes my body feels completely warn out. I am now 66 years old. My regret is not getting help sooner. I wondered, why me. Found out a few years ago, that my biological mother, whom I had never met, also had panic and anxiety disorder. I feel like I have been to hell and back, regret not doing more things I would enjoy but the disorder held me back, so, find a counselor who specializes in the disorder, and ask them to speak with your family. Don't give up.

[Agora1]

Stay_strong85, I'm afraid in order to get better and get rid of the fears, you are going to have to stop worrying about dying and let life takes it's course. We are not use to doing that. But once we let go, the symptoms will start calming down, no longer bother us and then slowly disappear. After all, there is nothing we can do about dying. It will happen to all of us one day. But today's not the day...so might as well enjoy each day we are given. No one else cares what we are going through so why should we. Just live life and accept what we have been given. Sounds cruel but it works. x

[Stay_strong85]

Thank you everyone...you're right! 🙄😶I have a confession, I am barely starting to accept that I do need help and I am struggling.