Ok, so I suffer from panic disorder. Many of us do. I wish that my panic attacks were only trigged by my phobia, but unfortunately, mine happen whenever they darn well please. Sucks. I'll be sitting at work in the middle of a meeting or out shopping and BAM -- my throat closes up, my breathing gets shallow, I'm suddenly lightheaded, n* and feel like I'm going to v*. I either proceed to self talk my way out of it (normally at a meeting) or run to the nearest exit (typically when I'm shopping). I hate it.
I have been suffering from these for years, even back before I was a teenager, but really only realized what was going on a few years ago.
I have been on every medication under the sun. Lexapro, paxil, xanax, you name it. I was on it at some point in time. Most of the time, the side effects were too much to bear. And there was also the fear of getting stuck on the stuff (my father has been on paxil probably for as long as it's been out and probably on prozac before that -- he can't not take it...depression sucks). Anyway, I finally stopped taking something earlier this year. I was on Lexapro, which gave me serious sexual side effects and other side effects I just could not deal with one more day.
I've done pretty well, contrary to some people's belief that I wouldn't make it without it. Really, though, I'd probably benefit from taking something just need based or PRN basis. But for awhile, I was unemployed and didn't have health insurance so seeing a doctor to get anything was out of the question.
So....I picked up another habit along the way to help me deal. Cigarettes. The nastiest, foulest thing I could have ever picked up. And I hate it. Mind you, it's only a few a week. At the most, 1a day. 3 on a super incredible god awful, want to die because the anxiety is so bad - day.
I had never even touched one of those until 2005. It was innocent enough, I'd have one at the bar when I went out with the girls, but I never bought my own -- just bummed one. Never even used them for my anxiety. Until a friend of mine saw I was having a bad day some months back at work...Offered to walk around outside with me. Then offered me a nasty stick to take off the edge. So I took it. And was hooked to its effect on me.
I'm not even sure it 's the cigarette itself that I'm hooked on. Especially if I only have a few in a week. I think what helps is that it requires me to take deep breaths, etc, to slow me down. So I'm trying to just BREATH now when having moments and it tends not to work out as I had hoped.
I don't think I'm addicted to the suckers. In fact, when unemployed for four months, I think I only bought 1 pack of them that whole time. I was poor, for one, and I just didn't feel like I needed them. I still don't really feel a NEED for them. I can go weeks before buying anymore. Just scared that I'll get to that point some day.
I don't really think I'm asking for any advice in particular, because I know what it will be.
Think:
- STOP SMOKING, MEL, ARE YOU CRAZY FOR PICKING THEM UP OR WHAT??
Yeah.I know. I'm bad.
But I needed to tell someone. Get it off my chest. Because most of my friends and family have NO clue I do this. I needed to tell someone and I like the anonymity of the internet.
Don't worry, I'm working on getting rid of them altogether. It gets difficult when your two closest friends smoke pretty regularly and you're around them. Not the best influences in the world when going out....
Oh, well....Again, sorry, it's so long...Just wanted to talk it all out and get it off my mind for the night....