PotentialGenius
18-01-18, 22:12
Hello online world!
I've always read posts on this forum at my worst moments, and they've helped me cope during those nights when I felt oh-so alone.
I'm 17, and have suffered anxiety, panic attacks, and emetophobia since I was 12 years old. I managed to overcome a lot of my worries when I had some hard hitting exposure therapy at the age of 14. I lived a few anxiety-free-ish years (anxiety limited to one panic attack a month type of thing).
2017 was bittersweet. I lost my grandad to cancer, I got into a new relationship, my boyfriend was forced to move in with my family and I lost my best friend. All the stress left me rundown and I got glandular fever too. I guess you could call it bad luck.
Anyways, the year left me vulnerable, and my panic attacks came back. I am now having them daily, multiple times, and I rarely sleep before 2/3am. I had to drop 2 of my 3 a-levels because my glandular fever left me bedridden for too long to keep up going to sixth form.
I want to say it's getting better, I feel like it is. Each panic attack feels different, somehow, to the last. For better or worse, I know what to expect; that I might panic in any given situation.
I rely heavily on my mum for support, as she will sit with me when I'm panicking and relax me simply by talking to me. My boyfriend lacks her patience, but I really don't expect him to have to take care of me every night. He is very supportive, but he's only 17 and we're already living as a couple; I don't want to put so much strain on him.
I'm on 50mg of propranolol, 3 times per day. I don't know if it's working. There are no appointments with my GP until next week, so I need to just tough it out, but I want to talk to my doctor about changing my medication when I see him on Weds.
I'm here to find support, give support and vent when no one at home can understand how it feels!
Sending hugs to all
PotentialGenius
I've always read posts on this forum at my worst moments, and they've helped me cope during those nights when I felt oh-so alone.
I'm 17, and have suffered anxiety, panic attacks, and emetophobia since I was 12 years old. I managed to overcome a lot of my worries when I had some hard hitting exposure therapy at the age of 14. I lived a few anxiety-free-ish years (anxiety limited to one panic attack a month type of thing).
2017 was bittersweet. I lost my grandad to cancer, I got into a new relationship, my boyfriend was forced to move in with my family and I lost my best friend. All the stress left me rundown and I got glandular fever too. I guess you could call it bad luck.
Anyways, the year left me vulnerable, and my panic attacks came back. I am now having them daily, multiple times, and I rarely sleep before 2/3am. I had to drop 2 of my 3 a-levels because my glandular fever left me bedridden for too long to keep up going to sixth form.
I want to say it's getting better, I feel like it is. Each panic attack feels different, somehow, to the last. For better or worse, I know what to expect; that I might panic in any given situation.
I rely heavily on my mum for support, as she will sit with me when I'm panicking and relax me simply by talking to me. My boyfriend lacks her patience, but I really don't expect him to have to take care of me every night. He is very supportive, but he's only 17 and we're already living as a couple; I don't want to put so much strain on him.
I'm on 50mg of propranolol, 3 times per day. I don't know if it's working. There are no appointments with my GP until next week, so I need to just tough it out, but I want to talk to my doctor about changing my medication when I see him on Weds.
I'm here to find support, give support and vent when no one at home can understand how it feels!
Sending hugs to all
PotentialGenius