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My story... Pretty much I have always had anxiety and some form of depression, but I never knew it until I was an adult. It took my loving husband, who had seen his mother go through the same, to mention it. Through the years my anxiety has gotten worse, especially after having children. They are my life, but parenting is hard and it causes me so much anxiety. And my anxiety leads to my depression. My depression goes in waves and is usually worse when my anxiety is worse. I am basically a ball of emotion. Do people like me? What if I screw this up? Am I ruining my children? Does my husband still love me? Am I annoying my friends? I am a failure. I am boring. I am worthless. I have a pretty amazing life. Amazing kids, home, husband, friends, family.. yet my anxiety and depression won't let me fully be happy. It sucks.

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I've had anxiety as far as my memories go back, but didn't have a name for it until my teen years. I was officially diagnosed in college when I started seeing a therapist (as well as PTSD). My mom always said I was too sensitive, dramatic, etc., all the lovely words used for women when we are overwhelmed or outspoken. I kind of had a breaking point in college and a friend convinced me to try therapy. 4 years and multiple medications later, my depression is mostly under control. Anxiety is still an uphill battle, but I've also had a lot of stressors recently while changing careers, moving, etc. I've learned to never invalidate your own feelings, they're all important and there's nothing wrong with feeling them in a healthy way. Always take time to yourself and set boundaries.

It all started back in November 2019 4 months after having covid. I did have slight anxiety for yrs prior but nothing like after this day. I was in walmart bent down looking at Gatorade, when I stood up. Everything went blurry, was having heart palpitations, breathing heavy thought I was gonna pass out. Good thing my boyfriend was there. He went and got the car and had to help me out. Instead of going to Er, I decided to go home and sleep it off. Mind you I was weak from my waist down. After that moment as well. When I awoke the next day I called my doctor and explained. I was so dizzy seemingly everyday. My shoulders and neckw was excruciating pain everyday. My lower back, hips, pelvis, had a hard time walking. I pretty much lost my job because of this incident. And unfortunately have not been able to work since. Yes 2 yrs no income is quite saddening from making a decent living to nothing. From November thru March 2019, I had a heart monitor for a month, physical therapy for months, was tested for inner ear problems for the dizziness, saw a neurologist, saw a neurosurgeon, who told me alot of the pain is psycogenic, (meaning it's all in ur head). From March after seeing everyone practically no answers. I then had a counselor, and psychological med doctor and was put on a array of meds for months, which non of them panned out for me. During this time I had a hard time going places, fatigued all the time, burning in my body, ibs, muscle spasms, GI issues, I decided to move back to my teenage yrs area and see my doctor I saw of 20 yrs growing up. After multiple testing and blood work. He diagnosed me with fibromyalgia. Which explains the anxiety, and panic attacks, however I was really really low I vitamin D as well. But he has put me on savella, which so far has helped more than others. But I still have some problems going places but a majority of my symptoms r better. So I will continue for a bit longer and see what happens.

My story could be a novel lol. But in short and sweet words il just say, it's a Rollercoaster ride for me. I do have a hard time going places. I get anxiety triggers when I go into stores. So I have to make that quick, sometimes my muscles are so tense it pains me. 😫. But I do take hydroxazine as needed for moments like going some places. It helps to chill me out a bit.

I don't have social anxiety per se, but I have a crowd anxiety. Shoulder to shoulder stuff. Forget going to pro sporting events. It gets to the point where I feel like if one more person bumps into me or I feel I can't get out, I could punch someone. But, mostly I just want to crouch down, cover my head and scream. That's one of my stories It's kind of a vague thing to ask for stories about aniety. No offense meant.