by InspireMe26 » Sat Aug 25, 2012 8:50 am
It's 3AM I've been up researching what is wong with me... although I hate to admit anything be wrong at all of course who does. I woke up almost in a gasp wondering have I even been breathing? Let's face it my anxiety began a long time ago, but now it has become..... something I have to face, a wall, an impairment, a disability. Ugh I hate that word. I guess the problems become impairing about a month and half ago or so. I'm worried (another worry of course!) I might loose my job because of all of this. I had to leave work one day because I thought I was dying / and I thought I couldn't breathe. I just had to get ot of there, and I'm actually using my vacation days right now to I guess figure this all out. I didn't until just now.. not just this site but several I have across. I've come to face the fact that i have a.... severe anxiety disorder. I have most if not all of the symptoms, but breathing has been.... a top one. It's more than a shortness of air, its so much more. I find myself pacing back and forth the room wondering if I should tell someone, thinking his is it, thinking okay this is really serious and then just wanting it to go away... I can't breathe. I'm not breathing, I am struggling. I put my hand in front of my nose/mouth to feel air coming out. And somtimes I'm actually surprised that I feel the air blowing on my hand, because in my head it feels lik there is nothing coming out. Then I hope, hope I will take another breath. I have to focus on breathing in and breathing out, thinking about the process of doing it. The mind though is such a powerfull being. I guess it starts with a shortness of breath then to a dramatazation of not being able to breath like my body forgot how, then the process of focusing on it thinking about it to know that i am. On top of this I have dealt with extreame chest pains that can last for hours and hours to where I'm bending over holding my chest thnking which maks me feel my heart will fail. I've come to "self-medicate" in the way of drinking because it does calm me down and once I've had enough my problems and worries are gone at least for that time. But sometimes it's so bad even though I know it is temporary that just feeling normal for that time is good and I want it to last. I've also had something going on with my ear... popping, cracking, a "full" feeling, not sue what but sometimes I focus on that which then gives me more anxiety and effects my breathing and it all starts over again. This is horrible. I will beat this, and not by being on medication the rest of my life. Because life is to beautifull to waste away in these feelings. I think all of these symptons and more I have not mentioned are all in my head, and by taking control of my mind I will figure this out. I am determined to. I'm saddened that the world has become to take such a tole on so many and I know I am not the only one now. But really how much can one person take until they come to their breaking point? I think God will only give me as much as I can handle, but maye this is a way of saying what your doing is not good go another direction. Like I said I've always had minor symtoms but not until recently has anxiety disorder effected my everyday life, and happiness in this world. I can't immagine some of the people I have read about who suffer everday for years like this. I would want to crawl in a hole and hide from life. That is the easy way out, but somestimes may fee like it is the only way out and the ony way to survive and i get that too. I don't know what the answer to all of this, the answer is diffrent for everyone of us whom have come to this point in life. One aspect that I think is the same for all of us is that although the anxiety is real, our symptoms are not. We can breathe we are doing it now as I write this message. I know that we all have to figure out a way to manage the stresses in our life that are present to make this go away. Take things with a grain of salt, and remember that mountain we are climbing is just a grain of sand. The happiest time in my life was a time where I didn't worry about the past, present or the future and I want to get to that again... and perhaps this is the key to all of this. And it maks perfect sense if you worry enough, freak yourself out enough your body will react and go in to that fight mode/survival mode. I wish all the best for everyone going throuh this. Just stop, meditate, and tell yourself that everything is going to be okay and it will be.