I've been doing pretty good. Living life and
making every meal for a few weeks now (except for one cheat meal). I'm not surprised by the anxiety that's been creeping on. Not really annoyed. I'm just kinda glad that I'm on the other side of the big wave, watching it travel further away and losing it's pull on me.
The last few days (maybe longer?) there has been moments of chest heaviness. I opted to ignore it because, I already know my heart is fine and hate the dismissive reaction I get from my doctors when they realize it's anxiety. I don't want prescriptions so, it's like banging your head against the wall with them. ? No blame on them. I'm the one who has the problem and am very picky about treatment.
This morning it hit hard. My chest felt alot of pressure and I told my dear husband. Then back pain, sweaty palms and a lightheadedness. I said that I'm not planning lunch or dinner tonight because I needed to take something off my plate. I might not go shopping either. .... Well, he just surprised me with a grocery run! I'm very grateful to my supporters.
Anyway, when I was telling him my need to care for myself before I become overwhelmed. Admitting that made me suddenly want to cry. From shame and disappointment in myself. That's when it clicked in my head and I knew it wasn't a heart attack.
So, I slowed down and rode the final wave observing as my symptoms slowly subsided and I was able to update feeling better. Now smaller post anxiety waves are hitting but, no where near the intensity of before.
I guess ignoring anxiety isn't always a good coping strategy. It still comes and can knock us over despite our efforts to live life. Atleast I didn't end up in the hospital or doctor's office this time. It was very reminiscent of before. Ignoring my anxiety may not have worked but, experience with it helped me to recognize and assess symptoms properly. Little steps, good job, great progress starts with little steps.
making every meal for a few weeks now (except for one cheat meal). I'm not surprised by the anxiety that's been creeping on. Not really annoyed. I'm just kinda glad that I'm on the other side of the big wave, watching it travel further away and losing it's pull on me.
The last few days (maybe longer?) there has been moments of chest heaviness. I opted to ignore it because, I already know my heart is fine and hate the dismissive reaction I get from my doctors when they realize it's anxiety. I don't want prescriptions so, it's like banging your head against the wall with them. ? No blame on them. I'm the one who has the problem and am very picky about treatment.
This morning it hit hard. My chest felt alot of pressure and I told my dear husband. Then back pain, sweaty palms and a lightheadedness. I said that I'm not planning lunch or dinner tonight because I needed to take something off my plate. I might not go shopping either. .... Well, he just surprised me with a grocery run! I'm very grateful to my supporters.
Anyway, when I was telling him my need to care for myself before I become overwhelmed. Admitting that made me suddenly want to cry. From shame and disappointment in myself. That's when it clicked in my head and I knew it wasn't a heart attack.
So, I slowed down and rode the final wave observing as my symptoms slowly subsided and I was able to update feeling better. Now smaller post anxiety waves are hitting but, no where near the intensity of before.
I guess ignoring anxiety isn't always a good coping strategy. It still comes and can knock us over despite our efforts to live life. Atleast I didn't end up in the hospital or doctor's office this time. It was very reminiscent of before. Ignoring my anxiety may not have worked but, experience with it helped me to recognize and assess symptoms properly. Little steps, good job, great progress starts with little steps.