dally
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I did try therapy, never worked at all. I tried hypnosis, did nothing. As far as confession, i had never spoken about my anxiety/panic attacks, and did find it helpful when i started speaking of it with my friends and family, it helped me acknowledge and even accept my situation. However, during the time a few years ago when out of the blue i began getting these severe panic/anxiety attacks it was something i had absolutely no control over. I was not able, mentally or physically to bring myself out of it. I was even suffering from nocturnal panic attacks which would wake me up in the middle of the night, from my deep sleep, and it was just terrifying. My breaking point was one day while i was at work, i was busy doing my job, not feeling stressed or anything, just a normal regular day and all of a sudden felt my hands go numb, then my heart race, and i mean it felt like a motor running inside my chest, my vision blurred, i felt i was literally dying, it was an overwhelming sense of doom i can't even explain it, i had to walk out of the office, i got in the car, i don't know why i did this but i did, i began driving, wanting to go to a hospital thinking i was having a stroke or something, i ended up driving wrong way into a one way street, left my car smack in the middle of the road and barely made it into the nearest business that was there, a daycare, i was crying and begged the lady to call 911, i said i was having a stroke, it felt like i was about to black out, i felt i had no time to even get help, the paramedics got there, they took me to emergency and it had been a panic attack....that's when i decided i had to give meds a shot. I was always very hesitant about trying any meds, but i decided nothing would ever be worse than what i was going through. During the time before the paxil began kicking in i had gotten to the point where i was unable to drive or go to work. I had to stay at my moms house, with my son so that she could help take care of him because i was unable to. I was sick, no different than a diabetic who needs insulin. Anyhow, flash forward, now i have been able to learn how to take deep breathes, my mind isn't as fogged as it was before, i am able to lead a normal life, i dont have the fear that i will flip out at any given moment, i still struggle with my anxiety and all but that rush of emotions i once had, the intense sadness, or the fears and anxiety that had become part of me are no longer there. I am much more stable, still have ways to go, but i am able now to recognize and deal with it where before it was just impossible. I know there is a lot of misuse going on, I've met people who might feel a little depressed or just a bit nervous and then get on meds for a quick fix, that was definately not my case, so my point here is this, there are those, as myself, who truly do need these meds inorder to survive. It's that simple, without it i would have either lost my mind completely or maybe even my life. I am concerned about the withdrawls, i know it wont be easy once i am off the paxil, i even get nervous about weanign off it and i wonder if i will just go back to the state of mind i was in before the paxil, but as i said in my first post, the good thats come out of it, my peace of mind, certainly out weights any bad, by far. ~hugs~ dally
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