There are some things I want you to know about me and my condition.
I am not necessarily shy, thatâs not what having a panic disorder is. I am an outgoing person who often feels trapped inside a wall of fear. I get really angry sometimes because what I feel like is the real me is trapped behind my anxiety. I probably want to be affectionate and laid back and fun at any given time but you make me nervous. Itâs not your fault, itâs just people- itâs nothing you do or did. I can only become desensitized to people by spending a lot of time with them and even then sometimes it doesnât work. Sometimes, with some people, it works right away.
I know that what Iâm afraid of isnât real. I know that the threat is an illusion and that Iâm not really going to get hurt, but my body is telling me otherwise. I try to talk myself out of it but âfight or flightâ is one of the most basic and powerful instincts of the body, and it doesnât always listen.
I am working really hard to combat my anxiety disorder. Some days I start to give up because Iâve been fighting for so long and it doesnât seem to change, or I make progress and then I backslide. Itâs inevitable that I get depressed and may not seem to be working to help myself. Having an anxiety disorder is really hard and I promise Iâm doing what I can. Much of the fight that goes on with my condition happens inside the head, so while it might not seem like I am trying to help myself, I am.
I am constantly exhausted. If your body went through intense terror each day (or sometimes, just from time-to-time) and then crashed, youâd be exhausted too. I have to make myself move when I am crashing and sometimes I just have to sleep. My body doesnât present that as an option; itâs just an order- âYou. Sleep. Nowâ. Sometimes I donât get things done because I am tired. Please donât get mad at me if I donât always do everything I am supposed to do- it can be a real struggle to do little things that most people donât think twice about, like walking into a store, running errands, sometimes even leaving my house.
Some of my behavior might seem pretty odd at times. I might make someone go with me to places I ought to be able to go to alone because I need a âsafeâ person there. I might come off as clingy and dependent on others, but my reasoning is not what you might assume- âsafeâ people are our anchors to sanity. Real or not, we assume we can count on them to help us if we become terrified, and that can make the difference between fleeing a place or being able to stick it out. We develop triggers in specific places and that place, as innocuous as it might seem to you, scares me to death. I donât want to feel that way; itâs embarrassing, but I do. How would you feel if you were terrified out of your mind in a place or around a person you know is harmless in your heart?
I try many things to combat my anxiety. If youâve heard about a technique, Iâve probably heard about it. Iâve tried meditation, yoga, acupuncture, keeping active, positive self-talk, cognitive behavioral therapy, regular therapy, and medication, among things. Iâve probably tried lots of different medication. Anxiety disorder (and depression, since the two are linked- youâd be depressed if you had an anxiety disorder) often get treated with strong medication, and strong medication has side-effects. When I am trying new medications I might be âoffâ and irrational. Please forgive me, itâs not me, itâs the meds. Also, some meds make me extra tired or dizzy or any number of other things that arenât my normal or desired state. Most medication used to treat anxiety is something the body becomes immune to over time, so the dosage must be increased. So, occasionally I may relapse when I am not expecting it. I donât necessarily know the cause.
Please donât make fun of me when I am experiencing a panic attack- itâs horrible enough without you ridiculing me. You wouldnât be laughing if you were the one whose body was revolting in fear. Iâm not making anything up, Iâm not trying to use panic attacks as an excuse not to do things, and I surely donât want to be a burden on you or effect your life negatively. Knowing I sometimes am and sometimes do adds to the misery of the condition. What I really need is for you to let me hold your hand or your arm tightly at times, and to humor me and just tell me it isnât real and I donât have to be scared, even if itâs the millionth time youâve said it. Tell me youâll protect me and I might just believe you, because I want to so badly. I want to be tough and independent and in control, but something (psychological and chemical) inside of me wonât let me be free.
Panic disorders are almost always genetic and are chemically related, though theyâre often triggered by a traumatic event. Before realizing what is happening to us, most panic disorder sufferers go through a terrible period of thinking that weâre dying when weâre having a panic attack, or that something terrible is about to happen to us, etc. Itâs impossible to understand when it first happens, unless someone is there to warn you. There usually isnât.
Many of us live in terror of letting other people know weâre freaking out, so while we might seem normal, in control, and calm, our insides are often a different story. Itâs ok to tell us we seem stabler or more confident- weâll appreciate you noticing. Just know that sometimes it might be an illusion, sometimes true one day but not the next. Acting like itâs a result of something we didnât do is a double-blow, the first one being our own senses of failure for not being able to just âtough it outâ, âgrin and bear itâ etc.
Sometimes, just walking into a room by ourselves is the accomplishment of the day. Sometimes, we could lead a parade. Please, give us the credit for living with something so tough and managing to do anything. Please, just support us and help us, and listen to us. Itâs natural to get annoyed sometimes, but if youâre annoyed, weâre probably beating ourselves up because weâre a self-critical lot. Thatâs part of how we got this way, by being too self-aware.
We are trying to win the battle, but some days we just want to give up.
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