Those that have panic and anxiety suffer daily. Every minute is usually filled with an uncomfortable symptom. We never WANT to be that way, but we are.
As things have progressed with my own issues I see that stress, (in my case work stress), lack of sleep, a poor diet, not consuming enough water and feeling pressured aggravate my condition.
There are times we cannot help not sleeping well or long enough. We cannot control the chaos that is at work but we can put other measures in place to limit the impact on the things we have no control over.
As I am at work, I notice my thoughts drift to an upsetting situation. They’ve been there on and off since it happened yesterday. As I brood, my breathing feels labored and I notice fear starts to stir as if being woken from a deep sleep.
My symptoms one by one start to come online.
Weakness in my hands and limbs. Check
Surges of fear begin.
Tension creeping in to my neck and shoulders.
A distant worry of fainting and something being wrong with my health.
Wanting to go home.
Feelings of trouble swallowing. (Recent addition)
These happen each time. Every time.
They are a little less upsetting as they were in the beginning unless they become more intense. If that happens, panic takes hold and starts to control every feeling and every thought.
So how have I managed to (for right now) keep it from spinning out of control?
I try to remind myself I’ve felt X,Y,Z before. I try to breathe. I try to reassure my fearful side that this happens, even a full blown panic happens and then, its gone. Well, ish. It’s gone-ish.
My focus is on right now. I know I’m healthy. My very unhealthy and very overweight paternal grandmother lived to her 70’s until out of control blood pressure caused an aneurysm that ruptured and killed her a day later.
My mother has smoked and eaten fried fatty food her entire life. She’s.in her late 60s and my father has worked out on and off through his later adult years, eaten out almost daily, has had high cholesterol and is in his mid 70’s. My maternal grandmother died in her 60’s of cancer.
Pretty solid stock considering.
So I have to point those things out daily. I also think about those that have been tortured, done massive drugs, lived terrible lives and are alive and apparently well. What makes me so unique?!
I had a very healthy diet for most of my young life. It’s better now so the building blocks of eating right and exercise were imbedded. I’m not sure why the worry.
So, I keep plugging away hoping it will get better but I know my prognosis is unknown. Anyone suffering with this stuff has the same outlook.
For today, for this second, I’m okay.