many years ago, i lived in what i call now a 'bubble of fear' for well over a year... at that time i didn't know what was wrong with me. well, i thought i knew - i had to have a brain tumour. it was the only diagnosis that made any sense.
i was constantly dizzy/feeling faint - i couldn't walk round the house without holding onto something, i had night-blindness, yet if the light was too bright it caused immediate pain in my forehead. i trembled constantly, even in bed.. i could feel my body vibrating, i could feel every pulse point in my body banging away fast.. if i went out, went shopping, it was a mammoth task, which very often ended in me leaving a full shopping trolley and running out of the store. i felt the ground was coming up to meet me. my hands were cold & sweaty, my head was hot, my ears buzzed.
sometimes i would get spasms in my hands and feet that felt like slight paralysis. any loud or sudden noise would scare the hell out of me.
but by far the worst feeling was that i was going to pass out, all the time, at any time.
you probably know where this is going... i did not have a brain tumour - i had acute anxiety and panic attacks. but believing that was another story. i eventually ended up seeing a cognitive behavioural therapist, who came to my home every week for months.
at the beginning, as i told him how i felt, he'd nod understandingly, and always told me the same thing - it is anxiety. i got so angry because i was convinced that 'mere' emotions couldn't possibly be responsible for me feeling so very ill. because we reached this stalemate, he sent me to a neurologist for testing.... after a short talk with the neurologist and some simple tests, he told me - you have anxiety disorder.
i had to believe him - he was an expert in the field after all - if anyone knew the signs of a brain tumour it would be him. so, guiltily i admitted to my CB therapist that i was ready to believe in him and work with him to getting myself better.
it took a long time. it took guts and stamina and determination. it took tears and despair each time i had a set back. but i got there.
the reason i am writing this now, the reason for this thread, is that so many times since then i have spoken to people who are going through similar symptoms, and either cannot believe they are suffering from anxiety, or know they have it but can't master it. only today i spent half an hour on msn with a friend who is getting more and more housebound because of this condition. also my mother is suffering from it too - and her fear that there is something seriously wrong with her, is feeding the anxiety and making things 10 times worse.
this is a horrible illness... and it IS an illness. it is not something we can just put on a back burner while we attend a party, or 'pull our socks up' and just get on with things. it can be anything from mild to crippling, and with conditions such as Crohn's Disease and UC, it is not surprising that many of us here will have suffered with anxiety symptoms at one time or another.
therefore, i thought it would be a good idea to put down all our experiences of this condition, to inspire hope to those who are going through it, to give advice and tips on how we manage it, and to maybe reassure others out there who think they have a serious physical illness, like i used to think.....
i was constantly dizzy/feeling faint - i couldn't walk round the house without holding onto something, i had night-blindness, yet if the light was too bright it caused immediate pain in my forehead. i trembled constantly, even in bed.. i could feel my body vibrating, i could feel every pulse point in my body banging away fast.. if i went out, went shopping, it was a mammoth task, which very often ended in me leaving a full shopping trolley and running out of the store. i felt the ground was coming up to meet me. my hands were cold & sweaty, my head was hot, my ears buzzed.
sometimes i would get spasms in my hands and feet that felt like slight paralysis. any loud or sudden noise would scare the hell out of me.
but by far the worst feeling was that i was going to pass out, all the time, at any time.
you probably know where this is going... i did not have a brain tumour - i had acute anxiety and panic attacks. but believing that was another story. i eventually ended up seeing a cognitive behavioural therapist, who came to my home every week for months.
at the beginning, as i told him how i felt, he'd nod understandingly, and always told me the same thing - it is anxiety. i got so angry because i was convinced that 'mere' emotions couldn't possibly be responsible for me feeling so very ill. because we reached this stalemate, he sent me to a neurologist for testing.... after a short talk with the neurologist and some simple tests, he told me - you have anxiety disorder.
i had to believe him - he was an expert in the field after all - if anyone knew the signs of a brain tumour it would be him. so, guiltily i admitted to my CB therapist that i was ready to believe in him and work with him to getting myself better.
it took a long time. it took guts and stamina and determination. it took tears and despair each time i had a set back. but i got there.
the reason i am writing this now, the reason for this thread, is that so many times since then i have spoken to people who are going through similar symptoms, and either cannot believe they are suffering from anxiety, or know they have it but can't master it. only today i spent half an hour on msn with a friend who is getting more and more housebound because of this condition. also my mother is suffering from it too - and her fear that there is something seriously wrong with her, is feeding the anxiety and making things 10 times worse.
this is a horrible illness... and it IS an illness. it is not something we can just put on a back burner while we attend a party, or 'pull our socks up' and just get on with things. it can be anything from mild to crippling, and with conditions such as Crohn's Disease and UC, it is not surprising that many of us here will have suffered with anxiety symptoms at one time or another.
therefore, i thought it would be a good idea to put down all our experiences of this condition, to inspire hope to those who are going through it, to give advice and tips on how we manage it, and to maybe reassure others out there who think they have a serious physical illness, like i used to think.....