Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2008 11:03 am
Hi everyone,
It has been some months since I last posted, but I find myself returning to this forum because I am having a very hard time getting past my anxiety. I really don't want to go the medication route, though I never really feel "healthy" and I'm always fatigued. I have a host of medical symptoms (IBS, panic attacks (only in certain circumstances, like driving long distances alone or when home alone at night, and chronic nasal congestion and sinus infections).
Overall, I feel like I'm "stuck" in life: My marriage to my (wonderful) husband is going on two years, but we have issues with intimacy (I'm ultimately afraid of "not being in control" and I also have low self-esteem) and even though he tries to understand my anxiety, he is getting impatient. Further, I really do want to get over all of this and try and start a family (I am going on 31, my husband is almost 36). But I have this fear of being pregnant (what if something goes wrong? I was a preemie baby and that's all I ever heard about growing up --how I was lucky I survived)--not to mention a very strong fear of actually giving birth, since I have a discomfort with my sexuality in general. Plus, medical environments completely unsettle me and freak me out.
Which brings me to my fear about health overall. Whenever something bad happens to someone I love or know, I tend to internalize their suffering and, as selfish as it sounds, start to "fear" for my own health. I keep on wondering "when is the other shoe going to drop?" I know this is irrational, especially since I am still young. I think doctors I've seen think I'm neurotic and develop psycho-somatic symptoms: About a year ago, I had a panic attack and went to the ER, and the doctor I saw (who had known me since my childhood and had since retired but still worked the ER)said, "Do you EVER relax?" and tried to get me to do some relaxation exercises in the examining room (he also said he thought my problem was partly genetic - he was my mom's doctor and said he knew that she was also quite an anxious personality). They hunted for a physical cause for my anxiety through blood tests and thyroid tests, but couldn't find anything. So, it appears this is all the result of my faulty thinking.
To self-medicate, I shop. To excess. Not big-budget items, but just smaller things (like new clothes). This makes me feel better. When I wear the outfits, I feel "successful" and "with it" and "professional" and "competent." But I know it's just a cover-up for low self-worth. Right now, I'm a little over $2,000 in debt. Because I live in a small Stress town, the only jobs I would be able to get are menial. Luckily, I do have a part-time job I enjoy (working at the local library) but it only pays minimum wage and is about 11 hours per week (sometimes slightly more). With my background as a journalist, I am thinking of starting my own business as a grant-writer for performing arts/non-profit businesses in my area, but I will need training and lots of self-confidence to get that going. I really feel like that if I invest myself in something meaningful a lot of this anxiety will cease to occupy my thoughts.
Do any of you relate to this? I often find myself thinking "When I get healthy I will establish true and healthy intimacy with my husband (and confidence in myself), have at least one child (I'd also like to adopt), and start my dream career because I think I have the intellect and drive that is hiding within me and is trying to break free. (I think they call this "divine discontent."). Yet I still feel stuck in a rut and sometimes like it's hopeless -- like my fears will win and that I'll never feel any better. I envy people (like my younger sister, who is married, works a high-paying professional full-time job, and has two young sons), who seemed to have not been struck with the "anxiety gene" that I have, who seem to take "life by the horns" and not let their fears or lack of confidence overpower them. I think I have a huge amount of untapped potential..that is probably the saddest part of all of this. Part of me thinks: If I just relax and enjoy my life, and try to do what I can to be successful in various parts of my life, and take things as they come, wouldn't I be at a much better place in terms of my mental health? I do know that I don't want to be this emotionally fragile if and when I do have a child of my own. I grew up internalizing my mother's anxieties, and I don't want to pass that tendancy onto my own children, should I have one or more.
Does anyone have any advice or any thoughts (or can anyone relate to all of this?). My husband insists, "You need to have confidence in yourself. I believe in you, but you need to believe in you. You can handle things, because you're smart, and once you realize that you can handle anything, you will start to feel better." I really want to believe what he says, but I'm so deeply mired in this emotional junk. Is there really a light at the end of the tunnel? For those of you who have gotten there, how did you do it?
It has been some months since I last posted, but I find myself returning to this forum because I am having a very hard time getting past my anxiety. I really don't want to go the medication route, though I never really feel "healthy" and I'm always fatigued. I have a host of medical symptoms (IBS, panic attacks (only in certain circumstances, like driving long distances alone or when home alone at night, and chronic nasal congestion and sinus infections).
Overall, I feel like I'm "stuck" in life: My marriage to my (wonderful) husband is going on two years, but we have issues with intimacy (I'm ultimately afraid of "not being in control" and I also have low self-esteem) and even though he tries to understand my anxiety, he is getting impatient. Further, I really do want to get over all of this and try and start a family (I am going on 31, my husband is almost 36). But I have this fear of being pregnant (what if something goes wrong? I was a preemie baby and that's all I ever heard about growing up --how I was lucky I survived)--not to mention a very strong fear of actually giving birth, since I have a discomfort with my sexuality in general. Plus, medical environments completely unsettle me and freak me out.
Which brings me to my fear about health overall. Whenever something bad happens to someone I love or know, I tend to internalize their suffering and, as selfish as it sounds, start to "fear" for my own health. I keep on wondering "when is the other shoe going to drop?" I know this is irrational, especially since I am still young. I think doctors I've seen think I'm neurotic and develop psycho-somatic symptoms: About a year ago, I had a panic attack and went to the ER, and the doctor I saw (who had known me since my childhood and had since retired but still worked the ER)said, "Do you EVER relax?" and tried to get me to do some relaxation exercises in the examining room (he also said he thought my problem was partly genetic - he was my mom's doctor and said he knew that she was also quite an anxious personality). They hunted for a physical cause for my anxiety through blood tests and thyroid tests, but couldn't find anything. So, it appears this is all the result of my faulty thinking.
To self-medicate, I shop. To excess. Not big-budget items, but just smaller things (like new clothes). This makes me feel better. When I wear the outfits, I feel "successful" and "with it" and "professional" and "competent." But I know it's just a cover-up for low self-worth. Right now, I'm a little over $2,000 in debt. Because I live in a small Stress town, the only jobs I would be able to get are menial. Luckily, I do have a part-time job I enjoy (working at the local library) but it only pays minimum wage and is about 11 hours per week (sometimes slightly more). With my background as a journalist, I am thinking of starting my own business as a grant-writer for performing arts/non-profit businesses in my area, but I will need training and lots of self-confidence to get that going. I really feel like that if I invest myself in something meaningful a lot of this anxiety will cease to occupy my thoughts.
Do any of you relate to this? I often find myself thinking "When I get healthy I will establish true and healthy intimacy with my husband (and confidence in myself), have at least one child (I'd also like to adopt), and start my dream career because I think I have the intellect and drive that is hiding within me and is trying to break free. (I think they call this "divine discontent."). Yet I still feel stuck in a rut and sometimes like it's hopeless -- like my fears will win and that I'll never feel any better. I envy people (like my younger sister, who is married, works a high-paying professional full-time job, and has two young sons), who seemed to have not been struck with the "anxiety gene" that I have, who seem to take "life by the horns" and not let their fears or lack of confidence overpower them. I think I have a huge amount of untapped potential..that is probably the saddest part of all of this. Part of me thinks: If I just relax and enjoy my life, and try to do what I can to be successful in various parts of my life, and take things as they come, wouldn't I be at a much better place in terms of my mental health? I do know that I don't want to be this emotionally fragile if and when I do have a child of my own. I grew up internalizing my mother's anxieties, and I don't want to pass that tendancy onto my own children, should I have one or more.
Does anyone have any advice or any thoughts (or can anyone relate to all of this?). My husband insists, "You need to have confidence in yourself. I believe in you, but you need to believe in you. You can handle things, because you're smart, and once you realize that you can handle anything, you will start to feel better." I really want to believe what he says, but I'm so deeply mired in this emotional junk. Is there really a light at the end of the tunnel? For those of you who have gotten there, how did you do it?