Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 10:24 am
hi everyone,
i just joined and looking forward to having support from people that actually go through this. i have had panic disorder with agoraphobia and pts for about 2 years now. i was at a real low with the panic attacks about 2 years ago. it was so bad that i couldn't leave my house and could bearly function. i would have 5-10 attacks a day. i thought that i wasbeing punished for something. i felt as if i was truly living in hell. well, i recovered and started to get my life back. i went back to work 6 months later and was doing really good. i haven't had a panic attack in over a year. i felt so awsome to be free of it. i still have some limitations with driving, but overall i was feeling so good.
two months ago my life felt like it was being turned upside down. i am 36 weeks pregnant and i have a 7 year old son. i was at a convention for work and all of a sudden i'm standing outside on a break and looking down off the 5th floor and i got this scary thought that i was gonna jump. i couldn't figure it out because i am terrified of heights. i couldn't figure out what was wrong with me. when i left all i could think about was the thought and then more thoughts hust came in my head. i thought that i was gonna jump out of the car. it was just getting so out of control. here i was always being afraid of dying and i'm thinking i'm gonna actally hurt myself.
the thoughts got worse i didn't just think i was gonna hurt myself i was now thinking i was gonna hurt my son. the person i loved the most in this world. he was the reason i fought so hard to make it through my cancer and the first bout of anxiety. it was all for him. when those thoughts came i started to feel so crippled. it was the hardest thing. i felt like my life was slowly being taken away from me. i couldn't pass anything without thnking that i was gonna hurt him with it. plastic bags, knives, water, baseball bats, you name it i thought that i was gonna use those things and hurt him. i couldn't even be around him.
well, i started having some success. i realized that it was anxiety. it was good to her that i wasn't really gonna act on these thoughts, but that they were just that thoughts. i started to find strenghth and started seeing clear days. that's when i really started to believe that it was just anxiety.
in the past few days it has started to creep in again. i feel like i'm the one bringing them on. i can't figure out why i would do this to myself. i start to let them scare me to a point where i'm thinking this isn't anxiety. i freaked myself out so bad the other day that i thought i was really back to the days when i had the panic attacks. i passed the place where i had had my first really bad panc attack and just freaked out. i'm starting to worry about the thoughts letting them just consume my day. i'm worried about delivery about the new baby and hurting my son again. the thoughts come in and out. i can fight them at times and not be scared and other times i'm sick of them and get frustrated. i just want to be free of them and live normally.
i just joined and looking forward to having support from people that actually go through this. i have had panic disorder with agoraphobia and pts for about 2 years now. i was at a real low with the panic attacks about 2 years ago. it was so bad that i couldn't leave my house and could bearly function. i would have 5-10 attacks a day. i thought that i wasbeing punished for something. i felt as if i was truly living in hell. well, i recovered and started to get my life back. i went back to work 6 months later and was doing really good. i haven't had a panic attack in over a year. i felt so awsome to be free of it. i still have some limitations with driving, but overall i was feeling so good.
two months ago my life felt like it was being turned upside down. i am 36 weeks pregnant and i have a 7 year old son. i was at a convention for work and all of a sudden i'm standing outside on a break and looking down off the 5th floor and i got this scary thought that i was gonna jump. i couldn't figure it out because i am terrified of heights. i couldn't figure out what was wrong with me. when i left all i could think about was the thought and then more thoughts hust came in my head. i thought that i was gonna jump out of the car. it was just getting so out of control. here i was always being afraid of dying and i'm thinking i'm gonna actally hurt myself.
the thoughts got worse i didn't just think i was gonna hurt myself i was now thinking i was gonna hurt my son. the person i loved the most in this world. he was the reason i fought so hard to make it through my cancer and the first bout of anxiety. it was all for him. when those thoughts came i started to feel so crippled. it was the hardest thing. i felt like my life was slowly being taken away from me. i couldn't pass anything without thnking that i was gonna hurt him with it. plastic bags, knives, water, baseball bats, you name it i thought that i was gonna use those things and hurt him. i couldn't even be around him.
well, i started having some success. i realized that it was anxiety. it was good to her that i wasn't really gonna act on these thoughts, but that they were just that thoughts. i started to find strenghth and started seeing clear days. that's when i really started to believe that it was just anxiety.
in the past few days it has started to creep in again. i feel like i'm the one bringing them on. i can't figure out why i would do this to myself. i start to let them scare me to a point where i'm thinking this isn't anxiety. i freaked myself out so bad the other day that i thought i was really back to the days when i had the panic attacks. i passed the place where i had had my first really bad panc attack and just freaked out. i'm starting to worry about the thoughts letting them just consume my day. i'm worried about delivery about the new baby and hurting my son again. the thoughts come in and out. i can fight them at times and not be scared and other times i'm sick of them and get frustrated. i just want to be free of them and live normally.