I was diagnosed with an anxiety disorder last December when I was checked into a mental hospital. It was my fourth visit to a hospital, but this was different from the one I'd gone to in the past. They took my hair brush and toothbrush and all my other toiletries and put them in a "sharp box". I had a total break down. I was up all night crying and pacing and staring out the window. The next morning after that experience it was easy for me to express my problems. I told the doctor and she gave me medication for my anxiety and for a long time I felt a lot better from that.
The psychiatrist I saw right after the hospital prescribed four very strong medications and put his hand on my boob with the stethoscope. I decided not to see him and it took a long time to see another doctor. She took me off Ativan, which I was taking only a few times a week in .5 or .25 mg doses and was helping a lot. She said it was addictive and put me on Buspar, which I had an awful reaction too. Since she wasn't doing anything to help me, I stopped seeing her too. Now I am in a situation where medications aren't an option, even though I long for the relief they provided.
I am also seeing two therapists. One I have been seeing for five years, mostly before I knew I had anxiety or that it was a large source of my problems. I didn't know that my feelings fit that word. Since December I have been seeing a second therapist that can perform hypnotherapy, but I have been too afraid to take advantage of that.
When I was on the medications it was easier for me to discuss my anxiety and try to implement management techniques. Now that I'm off medications, I am too scared to talk about being scared. I sit there in my appointments and talk about things that don't mean anything to me and answer unimportant questions so I don't have to talk about any of the things that really bother me. This is REALLY not working.
My appointments are expensive, so I feel guilty for wasting them. But more prevalent than that is the issues I'm having trying to get by from day to day. I haven't been able to go to school, I avoid cashier run lines at the grocery store, I make other people make phone calls for me, and I'm not able to regularly correspond with my friends. I get so stressed my brain shuts down and am easily emotional in only mildly stressful conversations.
I used to "grab the bull by the horns". I could do whatever I set my mind to. Now I need to get a job so I can move out of my parents house, and although I've gotten responses to online applications, I'm too scared to call them back for anything to come of it.
I know I need to talk to my therapists. I just don't know how. Any advice?