Hello everyone! I just stumbled across this site and for the first time in a few years it seems like there are people who actually know what I'm dealing with!
So I have some issues and need to fix them, i've been fighting with them for years now and I'd like to get some advice from people who actually know what I'm talking about lol.
About five years ago at the age of twenty I had some sort of palpitation at my sales job and passed out infont of like 50 co-workers, friends and customers, up until this point I was a totaly normal and social guy. Ended up being taken to the ER and so began the past five years of hell!
The ER Doctors just told me it was probably just a panic attack and not to worry about it. Over the coarse of the next year I would get these strange rushes where I would occasionally have these weird day terror things where it wouldnt matter where I was or what I was doing, i'd have this feeling come over me and my mind would race out of my control and id get chills and a feeling of terror but when it ended I would never be able to remember anything I was thinking while it was happening. (sounds odd I know but it's the best way I can explain it).. anyway... I went to my doctor, had an EKG and wore a holter monitor for a week and nothing happened that week so the readings were normal and they sent me on my way. Well shortly there after I started having panic attacks again, sometimes at home, sometimes at work and sometimes driving, and had pretty bad social anxiety, didn't like to leave my house. Went to a doctor who reffered me to a psyciatrist who told me I was Stressed, Depressed and ADHD and put me on Prozac, Valium and Ritalin (This is at age 23). It worked really well for awhile, I got a job in sales again of all things and applied and got accepted to University (never would have been able to handle that before)- Went for a semester fulltime and got a 3.6GPA.
During the break my mom got really sick (had lung cancer) so I decided to get off the meds and move home to take care of her. Withdrawl took 6 months-ish and was back to my original phobic self BUT since I was taking care of her I never needed to leave my house anyway so it worked out, plus I knew id have a clear head for when it got really bad, and it did. For a year I took care of her and didn't leave the house more than five times tops all year. I got better to a point where I could be ok around family but that was the extend of my improvment. She died in our living room about 4 months ago and now I'm taking care of my father whose losing his mind over it all and stressing me out, I still can't leave the house even to get the mail, well atleast I really really realllly don't want to. I had a panic attack a few weeks ago for no reason and it was terrifying, I had chest pain and blacked out twice. It took me a few weeks to talk myself into going to the doctor and it was terrible, I just wanted to run out of there.. They put me on Celexa and told me it was for depression and anxiety but it didn't really help much with the motivation and none at all with the anxiety, so I went back and my BP was 190/90 or something and they put me on buspirone and drew blood for a thyroid test, I was supposed to call two weeks ago for the results but I can't get myself to do it because I know they will just tell me to come back and that will stress me out even more.
When I tell them I havn't left the house in almost two years it's like they think I'm being sarcastic and they just don't understand how hard it is for me to bring myself to drive up there and I hate it, I thought I was going to have a heart attack the last time I went in and I was the only patient there. I don't know how to communicate to them how bad my situation is and that I don't think I can keep going back over and over unless I get some sort of relief. I would preffer not to take addictive drugs like Benzoids but they have been the only thing that has seemed to fix me 100%, I just don't want to have to rely on a drug to keep my life moving, especially one that if I miss a dose for two days I can't leave my room.
Please give me some advise, how did you handle your phobia? I know my fears are irrational and I used to be a really popular guy with lots of friends and nice things and now I can't even go get a haircut, which I desperatly need and would preffer not to keep having to have my sister come do it!