I came to the conclusion quite some time ago (I'm embarrassed to say how long ago) that I have anxiety and panic attacks. I have no idea what the severity is, but it's really impacting my daily life. The first panic attack I remember was when I was about 8, and I have some very clear ones from adolescence that are scary for me to think about.
I feel like my life is one big roller coaster. For a while I feel like supermom - I'm doing great in the kitchen, and keeping up on the laundry, and talking to friends, and staying off the computer, and playing awesome games with my kids.
Then I-don't-know-what happens. I can't play with my kids. Every little thing they do drives me nuts. My husband drives me nuts. I can't work in the kitchen because I feel like the dishes are going to take me over. I slack on everything.
And then it starts to get bad. I get headaches, short of breath, find myself clenching my fists and my jaw alot, I chew on my fingers til they bleed, I feel tight in my chest, feel like the world is collapsing in on me over even the smallest of things. I can't concentrate on anything. I am yelling at my children and withdrawing from everyone. And then I am crying and finding it hard to breathe and feeling frantic.
And every time I get to that awful place, I know what I have to do. But I can't do it! I can't call a stupid therapist.
I'm afraid. I'm afraid of anything medicalized. I'm afraid of authority. I'm afraid the therapist will think I'm stupid. Or berate me for waiting so long. Or tell me I'm a horrible parent or some such. I know these aren't things that therapists do, but every time I pick up the phone, I start to panic.
I have tried to get DH to call for me, but with our insurance, you have to talk to a therapist for a quick eval over the phone before they will approve you for therapy, so I actually do have to talk to SOMEONE.
I am going to Seattle tomorrow on vacation (with my babe and my sister) and instead of being excited, I am starting to panic about something going wrong.
So...I don't know what I want. Stories about how the therapist helped you? Ways to get over this problem for the few minutes it will take to make the phone call? Something I can do to help calm down in the mean time? A hug?

I feel like my life is one big roller coaster. For a while I feel like supermom - I'm doing great in the kitchen, and keeping up on the laundry, and talking to friends, and staying off the computer, and playing awesome games with my kids.
Then I-don't-know-what happens. I can't play with my kids. Every little thing they do drives me nuts. My husband drives me nuts. I can't work in the kitchen because I feel like the dishes are going to take me over. I slack on everything.
And then it starts to get bad. I get headaches, short of breath, find myself clenching my fists and my jaw alot, I chew on my fingers til they bleed, I feel tight in my chest, feel like the world is collapsing in on me over even the smallest of things. I can't concentrate on anything. I am yelling at my children and withdrawing from everyone. And then I am crying and finding it hard to breathe and feeling frantic.
And every time I get to that awful place, I know what I have to do. But I can't do it! I can't call a stupid therapist.
I'm afraid. I'm afraid of anything medicalized. I'm afraid of authority. I'm afraid the therapist will think I'm stupid. Or berate me for waiting so long. Or tell me I'm a horrible parent or some such. I know these aren't things that therapists do, but every time I pick up the phone, I start to panic.
I have tried to get DH to call for me, but with our insurance, you have to talk to a therapist for a quick eval over the phone before they will approve you for therapy, so I actually do have to talk to SOMEONE.
I am going to Seattle tomorrow on vacation (with my babe and my sister) and instead of being excited, I am starting to panic about something going wrong.
So...I don't know what I want. Stories about how the therapist helped you? Ways to get over this problem for the few minutes it will take to make the phone call? Something I can do to help calm down in the mean time? A hug?









