I looked up and did a bit of research on all of the anxiety disorders and I couldn’t find one specific one that I could classify myself.
My story begins in December. I was spending a bunch of time with a friend because of the Ottawa bus strike, we couldn’t get home unless our parents drove us essentially, and we spent a lot of the December’s break together too. I guess the symptoms of anxiety started. She would talk or someone else, and I couldn’t process all of what was being said then I become really confused and everything in the world becomes disjointed so I end up stating “stop” until I can hear silence again. It often startled people.
The symptoms got worse over time. I would go out to bars and clubs with people and I would get into embarrassing situations. Whenever I was left alone I would start to get afraid, afraid things were happening, again disjointed, worried, giddy, panicky, and depressed. Without a drop of alcohol in me it would even go to the point where I was crying in public places and I couldn’t figure out why. People did try and help and it did work, but singing children’s songs at gay bars’ karaoke is really embarrassing, though sill funny.
Lately it has been getting really bad. Grant you it’s never small situations sending me into panic attacks. The first real bad one was when the friend and I were having a real big argument, everything was on the table, and I was having mood swings, calm to angry to scared to everything. In the argument it came up this line that sent me into a panic attack. “It would be okay if you raped me, I would forgive you.” My morals, my beliefs, everything I stood for was questioned when that said and I couldn’t believe that she said that, and it sent me into a panic attack. I was crying like I’ve never cried before, I wanted to be alone but she was trying to comfort me, and I was pushing her away. I was covering my head and trying to make an understanding of what was said. It took me 5-10 minutes for me to calm down. I wrote a bit already about that fight in the rape and sexual assault forum… I got drugs for the panicking the day after that fight to be taken in case I felt one coming.
Then at work I was having a bad day. Civic centre… Throughout the day I was getting harassed by staff and volunteers, some of which I didn’t know, but because one staff said something everyone felt it alright to make fun of me. The reason I was being harassed was because I went out the night before and had some eye liner still on. Through this Chris, Andre and others continued to take shots at me threw out the day, such as you look like a girl, hey gay boy, queer, along with retarded and slow during the production and other things. Throughout the day they were using these words against me in a derogatory way.
This is how the panic attack happened. I went to the truck after finishing helping with carrying a camera. It’s near the end of the day. I was looking for work, so I started coiling cables at the truck. Chris said go help with the board mics, so I finished my cable and he comes back again. “I told you to go help with the board mics.” So I head to the red door where the Zambonis come from, and meet someone else who’s got 4 of the mics and all the cable. I ask him, are those all the board mics? He says, “I don’t know about the other side, but this side is done.” I see 2 other people on the other side of the rink so I go back to the truck to coil more cables. While coiling Chris came up to me again and said something around the lines of, “Well if you’re not going to help with that why don’t you do whatever you want.” I asked, “Excuse me, is there a problem?” “I asked you three times to go out and help and your standing around doing nothing, there are enough people helping out here.” “I went out there half of it has been done and the other half is already being dealt with.” “Fine whatever, if you want to sit around and do nothing go ahead.”
This is where things get bad for me. I feel a panic attack coming, so I go straight to my bag, scramble for a drink and pull my pills out. He comes next to me and says something along the lines of, “Standing out here isn’t going to do you any good.” I tell him I’m having a panic attack, leave me alone.” I’m visibly shaking trying to get my pills out and he’s standing over me and he says “Why you’re not doing anything, all I asked you was to help” And he was sending me further into the attack so I had to yell STOP until he left. I took my tranquilizer and drunk the drink and tried to cool down for the rest of the event. Rich later came to me and gave me the car keys so I could be alone.
Chris caused me to have a panic attack and then further provoked it. I let him know what was happening and he proceeded to continue to chew me out.
I will not be going to work for Rogers to because it is no longer a safe environment for me. Hostility and the feeling of being unwelcome have left a bad taste in my mouth. I don’t feel safe when the staff feels they are better people, or superior to me in any way. For this incident I am following up on it, and making sure proper action is being taken.
Another panic attack came at school. I was in the makeup room getting ready for a show. Someone was finishing up his model for the stage and I backed up because when he got up his knife came a bit too close for me. Jokingly and I know jokingly he says, what’s the problem, and starts swinging the knife across my eye line. Each time I said stop louder and louder until he finally did. I had my face covered and I was out of it crying so I lay down trying to calm down and get ready for the show.
I have had other panic attacks… to many but what can I do… I’m trying to fix it with, doctors psychologists, consolers and its taking too long is the feeling I’m having right now. Oh yeah, I’m major depressed if that helps the story at all. I’ve had differing symptoms every time, and I could pretty much check off every single one on the list at one point or another… Yeah… I don’t even know why I’m posting this anymore, I just felt… like it.