Hi everyone. Hope everyone is well. I just thought I would write about a recent horrific experience I had with my anxiety. It is strange because at the time I feel like I am going through hell, but a few days afterwards when I see that I came out of it OK, I feel stronger.
I'm currently carrying around a heart monitor as doctors want to dispell any heart issues before fully diagnosing anxiety. I carry this with me everywhere and I have it for a month. So I took it to London with me as I was going on a work Christmas meal. I was fine. I'd had a few niggles during the week which I recorded as I was feeling a bit stressed, but was looking forward to a nice meal and some wine tasting. However on the way back, I was travelling on the train with some colleagues who became very drunk and slightly aggressive towards staff, to the point where police were called onto the train... my anxiety went into overdrive. My heart was racing, I was sweating, shaking, my stomach felt like it was dropping every five seconds. I kept standing in between the carriages to get out of the situation and cool down, but as soon as I felt my heart rate return to normal it happened again. This must have happened about 6 or 7 times on the train. My colleague was arrested and we eventually arrived home and by this time I had nothing left in me. My partner picked me up and I sat cuddling my dog who always helps with my anxiety and we went to bed. I must have had a further 3-4 attacks which I recorded on my monitor so had very little sleep.
It is easier to handle but it doesn't make it any less scary at the time. I did take it in my stride but I think I must have been so worked up my body went into overdrive. I cried all morning the next day as every little thing felt like a huge problem and nothing seemed to be going right, but eventually my weekend straightened out.
Sometimes I can look back and laugh and think 'only this could happen to me', but at the time it's horrible. I do think with every attack though a little bit of strength builds
xx