Beginning in January, I started having regular panic attacks. It began as every few days, and by the end of the month they were every day.
Panic attacks aren’t uncommon for me. Usually they’re in the form of sensory overload, and I have coping formulas I use to help myself overcome them. These new attacks were unfamiliar and not in the least bit helped by my current coping mechanisms. I emailed my doctor, and we set up an appointment. Surprise surprise, I was put on medication to help suppress the anxiety.
It has been the first time in 10 years that I have been on anti-anxiety medication. Going back on Meds stings a bit after all the work I’ve put in with behaviorists and counselors. I felt deflated and defeated at first… if I was happy and loving my life, why was I dealing with this overwhelming panic that was constantly crashing my joy?
But the brain is a funny, fickle beast. Which is why I’m now seeing a therapist as well.
All this to say, I hope that you’ll keep me in your prayers and thoughts. I could use some encouragement, my thoughts sometimes get the best of me. So any positivity and good vibes you can send my way are much appreciated.