Originally Posted by myrosiedog;3187622;
Yeah, there are a lot of bad doctors out there, esp in the mental health area. This is the first time in the last 5 years that I'm seeing people that know what is wrong with me in a really intimate way. They really understand anxiety and panic attacks and it is really nice to deal with people that don't want to just medicate the crap out of you and write you off like you are a hopeless case. Both are optimistic and work closely with me. It's nice, I feel like they actually care about getting me better. But, like I said, it's the first time in 5 years I've been able to say that. There are many inept therapists out there.
I hope your friend's daughter can find a good program to help her and help your friend and her family at the same time. That is a rough situation.
Yeah, when I get anxious I tend to not eat much. And that can make things go from bad to worse. Sometimes my stomach gets so full of butterflies I get nauseated and as you all know it's pretty hard to eat when you are nauseated. Sometimes when my anxiety reaches panic level I dry heave/vomit until there is nothing left in my stomach (sorry, I know that's gross, but that's how bad it gets for me sometimes). So it's hard to eat when it gets bad. I'll try snacking on crackers and stuff but I"m sure it's not enough to sustain me for the day.
Last night after I fell asleep on the couch I woke up in the middle of the night and spent the rest of the night awake, unable to fall back asleep. Every once in awhile I'd start to drift off, but I'd fall into a bizarre, nightmarish dream and wake up in a sweat a couple minutes into it. It's been like this for weeks now. I'm sure there is something bothering me but I honestly don't know what it could be. Sometimes I wonder if it's my lifestyle - all my husband and I do is take on more and more responsibility and work and we never vacation, never take time off, never spend time together, or enjoy the things we've worked for. We've moved to several different cities in the last several years and haven't taken any time to get to know anyone or make friends. So, who knows, maybe the lifestyle isn't working for me very well.