Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2010 10:53 am
I want to first say thanks for taking the time to reads my post. It maybe kind of long but I need to talk about whats been going on with me.
So for the past couple years, I have been dealing with some really bad anxiety. I have had anxiety for close to 15 years. Over the past 15 years there have been some times where the anxiety was just crippling and other times it has been mild anxiety. But over the past 3 years or so, I have been just about as home ridden as you can be with out being called home ridden.
Over the past 3 years, I have been basically able to go to work which was only about a mile from my house and I only worked 4 hour days.
I would come home from work at 11AM and I would not leave the house until the next morning when I left for work. I had my girlfriend basically get our food because there was no way I could go into stores or out to eat.
Well in February of this year, I found out that my company was closing its doors after 9 years (I was there since day one).
That day I found out we were closing the doors, I decided I was going to change my life around and kick this anxiety.
I pulled out the Attacking Anxiety program I bought a couple years earlier, and started the program. I decided I was going to lose 100 pounds and just change my life. I new I was going to need to be strong, and I needed to get my walk close with God like it use to be years ago.
So its been about 5 months since all this started. I just finished the program and I have also lost 53 pounds of the original 100 I needed to lose.
So how am I doing, you ask? Well my anxiety was a solid 8 (on a scale 1-10) all day long when I started this program and the life style change 5 months ago. I can happily report I am doing very good. I am able to go out to eat with my girlfriend if its not to crowded. I have been driving up to 15 miles away from my home by myself. Oh and that was a huge thing for me. I could drive to work and that was it. So driving by myself, was a no-go.
So I feel pretty good. But I am starting to beat myself up. I have turned down one job interview a couple months ago because of my anxiety. What sucks is I really wanted to do this job. I use to work with this company 10 years ago and its a great company to work for.
I can honestly say I know I am not going to die from anxiety. I know I am healthy. But the symptoms scare the hell out of me. I don't know how you can "float" through them. I am trying, but its hard.
My biggest fear is embarrassing myself. It scares me so bad. I dwell on What-if thinking.
I can't walk very far from my house. And when I say I can't walk far,I mean anything over a couple hundred yards away. Once I get that far from my house, I start to panic. I think that I can not get to my "safe place" fast enough because I am walking. Then my legs get weak, and then the panic shoots up. This happened last night to me.
I have been trying to walk further and further away each time trying to expose myself to these symptoms. I have done a great job. Not a couple months ago, I could not walk to my mail box thats about 80 feet from my house. So I have really extended my walks to a couple hundred yards and feel pretty good about it. Baby steps right.
Whats really funny is once I got to my front yard, The panic was GONE completely. Its funny how once we tell our selfs we are in a safe place, we are fine.
So I am all in all pretty happy with my improvements. I just feel I should be 100% fine.
I have never taken any anxiety meds in my life. But I am thinking of maybe getting on some to take this little bit of anxiety away. I feel like I have failed in a way because most people start on anxiety meds and wean off as they get better. I am doing it backwards. I did the hardest part with out the meds and now feel I need them for the final "push" to get over this.
I am sorry for the rambling. I hope this makes sense. Thanks for your time.
So for the past couple years, I have been dealing with some really bad anxiety. I have had anxiety for close to 15 years. Over the past 15 years there have been some times where the anxiety was just crippling and other times it has been mild anxiety. But over the past 3 years or so, I have been just about as home ridden as you can be with out being called home ridden.
Over the past 3 years, I have been basically able to go to work which was only about a mile from my house and I only worked 4 hour days.
I would come home from work at 11AM and I would not leave the house until the next morning when I left for work. I had my girlfriend basically get our food because there was no way I could go into stores or out to eat.
Well in February of this year, I found out that my company was closing its doors after 9 years (I was there since day one).
That day I found out we were closing the doors, I decided I was going to change my life around and kick this anxiety.
I pulled out the Attacking Anxiety program I bought a couple years earlier, and started the program. I decided I was going to lose 100 pounds and just change my life. I new I was going to need to be strong, and I needed to get my walk close with God like it use to be years ago.
So its been about 5 months since all this started. I just finished the program and I have also lost 53 pounds of the original 100 I needed to lose.
So how am I doing, you ask? Well my anxiety was a solid 8 (on a scale 1-10) all day long when I started this program and the life style change 5 months ago. I can happily report I am doing very good. I am able to go out to eat with my girlfriend if its not to crowded. I have been driving up to 15 miles away from my home by myself. Oh and that was a huge thing for me. I could drive to work and that was it. So driving by myself, was a no-go.
So I feel pretty good. But I am starting to beat myself up. I have turned down one job interview a couple months ago because of my anxiety. What sucks is I really wanted to do this job. I use to work with this company 10 years ago and its a great company to work for.
I can honestly say I know I am not going to die from anxiety. I know I am healthy. But the symptoms scare the hell out of me. I don't know how you can "float" through them. I am trying, but its hard.
My biggest fear is embarrassing myself. It scares me so bad. I dwell on What-if thinking.
I can't walk very far from my house. And when I say I can't walk far,I mean anything over a couple hundred yards away. Once I get that far from my house, I start to panic. I think that I can not get to my "safe place" fast enough because I am walking. Then my legs get weak, and then the panic shoots up. This happened last night to me.
I have been trying to walk further and further away each time trying to expose myself to these symptoms. I have done a great job. Not a couple months ago, I could not walk to my mail box thats about 80 feet from my house. So I have really extended my walks to a couple hundred yards and feel pretty good about it. Baby steps right.
Whats really funny is once I got to my front yard, The panic was GONE completely. Its funny how once we tell our selfs we are in a safe place, we are fine.
So I am all in all pretty happy with my improvements. I just feel I should be 100% fine.
I have never taken any anxiety meds in my life. But I am thinking of maybe getting on some to take this little bit of anxiety away. I feel like I have failed in a way because most people start on anxiety meds and wean off as they get better. I am doing it backwards. I did the hardest part with out the meds and now feel I need them for the final "push" to get over this.
I am sorry for the rambling. I hope this makes sense. Thanks for your time.