r/Anxietyhelp

Like i currently finished alevels and i cannot be arsed going out as much and stuff cus i just want to avoid seeing people my age or people ik from secondary school and neighbours whos kids hate me. #mosthated i just want to avoid my hometown like when i get out and im with my mates im fine, but idk i dont like seeing them in the bus and i want to learn to drive so i can avoid them but like i dont have a job and so how will i finance my car? Idk like i dint learn in yr 12 cus my mom told me to study instead of learning to drive. But i want to get the theory test done so i can learn the practical in my uni and do the test there so i have less anxiety. So i can avoid everyone. Like im unable to move forward and live my life unless i move out of homwtown im legit waiting to to get my uni place and then get out of here. Like i can only go out once a week without feeling fatigued in general. I wanted to do so many things this summer but cant cus i just hate getting the bus and seeing ppl in my area and ppl from my past. I feel like im most hated, genuinely everyone hated me in secondary school and would take the piss. Nobody cares as much now but i have seen two ppl who i dont like flex the fact they’re driving in my face. I feel wierdly looked down upon. I may have to learn it at uni atp its too late. But im making sure i go uni 4-5hr away so i can avoid these idiots.

Its not like im socially inept or anything but like i just like i learned how to be social and healthy and how to deal with ppl better and make friends or acquintances. Im just tired of this setting and i need a new update. Like ppl point me out in town and stuff like i ignore them but i feel like thwir trying to humble me cus of my past etc.

I basically get ubers all the time my mom lets me cus she knows how bad my anxiety is its not the experiwnce of being in public but rather the people and setting i need a refresh

Literally im a celeberaty get me out of here lol

Probably been asked a million times, but I have had very bad health anxiety flare-ups since I was 13. Now, this is kinda terrifying me. Went to Lake Maurepas and another lake in Lousisiana tubing yesterday and the day before and got water forced hard up my nose a couple of times. Now I'm having panic attacks thinking ima catch it. How worried should I be?

I'm super obsessed about time. I literally micromanage each day minute by minute. If anything upsets my schedule my anxiety spikes and my body tenses up. This is especially true if I have an appointment.I acknowledge that this is unhealthy behavior but I haven't found anything to help me change. Neither my therapist or psychiatrist have offered me anything that might help.

Does anybody deal with this or any kind of obsessive behavior? Have you found anything that helps? Im so tired of living like this. Thanks

From the time I leave the house to the time I get to the house on the other side, it's going to be roughly 22-24hrs. Two flights and a layover. An hour's drive on each side.

For the past few weeks I have been utterly convinced that I will get a blood clot while flying and die on the plane. I literally feel like an insane person! I'm pale and have veiny legs, and now of course my brain has convinced me that my veiny thigh looks extra veiny and has been feeling weird the last couple days, and I can't even tell if it actually is or isn't.

I try to avoid reading about these things at all costs, but sometimes I'm scrolling and they show up before I can scroll by. I'm so afraid of aneurysms or blood clots or strokes, and it's made worse by being stuck in a plane for hours on hours. I saw a cardiologist a month or two ago just for a check up, and he said my heart was perfectly healthy, but it still gave me no peace of mind.

My dr prescribed me some valium for the journey, but I've never taken it before and I don't know if I want to try it for the first time on a long journey.

It sounds ridiculous, but this anxiety spiral has been so bad that I'm literally sitting here considering writing out my passwords and a goodbye letter, just in case it happens 🙈 I feel sick and I just want the journey to be over already.

Hello all!

This year has been weird and a disaster. My heart dog got diagnosed with lymphoma and I had changed meds right when that happened. Those meds made me feel flat, and I wanted to die. The med was pristiq. During that time I also got accepted to vet school out of state. Fast forward to now, I am moving out of state and recently changed my meds to viibryd. I am doing unwell. Everything feels off , almost like it’s another dimension. Time doesn’t feel right, the demeanor of my close family seems different. I feel out of place. I also have brain fog and feel not as sharp as I was. Can big moves affect your mental health and anxiety in such a way? I am at a loss. My psych doesn’t want to change too many things at once, but I am drowning. I was on lexapro at the very beginning of all this and it was fine, but it was in the yellow on my genesight test and she wanted to try the green meds first (only 3). The two of the three have not worked.

Thanks.

Straight to the point, I live in the US. I can’t afford insurance. I don’t know what to do. I have severe anxiety that, at least for me, leads to depression, and I can’t find a doctor or nurse practitioner that I can afford, that will help.

I’ve had insurance in the past, and I’ve mostly worked with a primary care physician. They’ve never truly listened, but I’ve received prescriptions that helped from time to time, but it wasn’t ever effective enough to be a true solution. I also recognize there might not be a solution, but I have to try.

In the meantime, after two decades of SSRIs, NDRIs, off label supplements for those drugs that include antipsychotics, nothing has ever worked long term. And I don’t mean a forever solution, I’d be happy with just a year.

I have hit a wall. I’m having anxiety and panic attacks frequently. I don’t know if there’s a distinction in medical terms, but for me panic attacks are when nothing real is threatening, but I have a flight or fight response. I start to hyperventilate, become hyper vigilant, and can’t stop feeling like something catastrophic is about me to kill me. I’ve had this happen while driving, and I started to lose feeling in my hands, and started getting tunnel vision. I’ve missed work because I had to pull over until it stops. Worse are anxiety attacks, for me that’s when a feeling of dread starts and just builds until I’m crying in a corner and basically living a nightmare until it stops, and then I sob until I get it all out. Last time, I was at the grocery store with my sister, and three minutes in, I told her to give me her keys because I had to hide. I curled up in the back seat of her car and cried until I couldn’t anymore. She’s used to it, so she bought her groceries while texting to ask if we should go home.

All of that to say, the last two doctors that I can’t afford, have denied any kind of anxiety medication. The first told me to start back on Wellbutrin and Seroquel because that’s what the last doctor prescribed. When I protested, and told her it wasn’t working, she said we’d start there, but to call the office immediately if I felt like it wasn’t working, and since I didn’t have insurance, a nurse would let her know and she’d call in a different prescription. I called and was told that she doesn’t take calls like this and she wouldn’t even be told. I threw a fit until they finally made me take an appointment to get me on Buspirone. They stopped giving refills six months later, and I can’t have more refills even though that was the longest I’ve gone without any kind of anxiety crisis.

So I found another doctor. To three different people in the office, I explained that while depression is an issue, the anxiety is keeping me from work, from family events, from having any semblance of a normal life. I made it very clear that anxiety was why I was there, that Buspirone has been the only successful medication that has helped and if we didn’t do anything else, that’s all I needed. She wanted me to stay on the Wellbutrin and Seroquel for depression, but suggested that we increase the dosage of Buspirone. That sounded great! So I shared that I didn’t really feel like the Wellbutrin or Seroquel were helping, but I understood that a secondary med often helps Wellbutrin work better. I asked if a different supplement could help. She told me I couldn’t afford what she wanted to suggest but fluoxetine might be better than the Seroquel. I was all for it. I left thinking I’d be on a higher dosage of Buspirone, and change the Seroquel to fluoxetine.

That’s not what I was prescribed. And I wasn’t even told before the pharmacy informed me. I got a prescription for fluoxetine at the smallest dosage. No Wellbutrin, no Buspirone, no anything for anxiety. When I called I was again told that communication with the doctor was impossible and the note in my file was that the decision was final and I could come back in four weeks for another appointment I can’t afford.

I’m sorry that was so long, but the details matter to me.

My question is, what on earth do I do for help? Why is Buspirone so difficult to get? It’s not addictive, it’s not Xanax, and from what I understand it’s incredibly therapeutic for many, many people. I’m not drug seeking. Buspirone can’t get me high. It just keeps me from hiding in terror for no reason.

How do I advocate for myself and get the treatment I need?

I was prescribed doxycycline 100 mg twice a day for a UTI and just finished the course today. My anxiety has gotten significantly worse while taking it, and I'm hoping it's related to the medication and temporary. I had to take it for 7 days yesterday was the last pill and today is a new day but my anxiety and thoughts are still out of control (yes I have a therapist).

Has anyone else experienced this? If so, how long after your last dose did your anxiety start improving?

(This is not for medical advice, it is to see who shared the same experience)

Its been more than 2 years since i got this thing But due to college and other stuff i was not able to give my full attention to this illness,not i want to get rid of this thing for good so anyone why had fully recovered i mean FULLY (he/she may have a panic attack but handle it like a normal person)and gotten rid of the anxiety also Give me every advice u have any advice small bigg anything you observed BUT NOT ANY COPING MECHANISM Thank you

im close to my breaking point. i miss food so much and i feel like nothing can satisfy it. i miss what i ate as a kid and i just cannot eat it. i feel horrible and i dont want to live like that. but at the same time i know that causing extreme suffering to a sentient being is wrong. i know that they get raped, that they get tortured. i know that being vegan is the right choice and that i dont want to eat someones body. i just dont know what to do.

Pretty much the title, I have had anxiety issues ever since I was kid and lately it has gotten really worse. Its not like it happens everyday but it is quite frequent and I really hate that feeling, especially the feeling of fear that comes along with it.

We’ve been having these hot summer days here with the heat wave and I’ve always had health anxiety but one particular thing always terrified me brain eating amoeba…

So I decided to water my plants at night just now and when I put the hose down after spraying my rear bricks with jet it threw water up my nose I’m panicking because my childhood and adulthood fear just came back full force I’m terrified I’m gonna get the brain eating amoeba especially since my water hose was on during the high heat today and I can’t even sleep right now or breath right out of fear.

I heard a woman got it with her neti pot and yes I have treated city water but still if someone got it with a neti pot with treated tap water now I’m freaking out a garden hose that was out in the heat all day shot right up to my nose.

I’ve been dealing with dizziness for several months and my GP thinks it’s a balance/vestibular issue. I’m currently taking betahistine and I do think I’m slowly improving because I can stand for longer than before.
The strange part is what happens when I move around.
When I walk, do chores, move my head a lot, or sometimes after eating (especially breakfast), I feel really jittery. My heart feels like it’s beating harder or faster, but whenever I check my pulse it’s usually normal and feels regular.
The best way I can describe it is:
My feet feel floaty, like they’re not properly on the ground.
It feels like I’m “moon walking” or like I’m a puppet.
My legs feel shaky and unstable.
I feel like I might drop, but I’ve never actually fainted.
If I lie down, I usually feel much better.
Sitting in a car, I’m usually completely fine.
Crowded places also make everything worse, whereas being outside in fresh air seems to help.
I’m wondering if anyone else with a vestibular/balance problem has experienced this combination of:
floaty feet,
shaky legs,
feeling like you’re walking on the moon,
and feeling your heartbeat more during movement, even though your heart rate is normal.
Did it improve over time? Did vestibular rehab or medication help?
I’d really appreciate hearing from anyone who’s experienced something similar.

I’ve been taking prescribed benzos on and off for 15 years. I used to have a much higher tolerance back then then I do now and I have always loved the feeling of it. It completely cured my social anxiety and made me feel confident and great. Now I might get a similar feeling for a short period and then completely crash. What’s that about? It doesn’t really make sense to me, it’s not like I’m abusing it by any means. I’m taking it as prescribed for social events and panic attacks. I can barely get through a conversation at work without my heart pounding, hands and voice shaking. Taking my clonazepam at work is a bit of a gamble in case I crash

I got a call from my niece who ghosted me after she turned 18. Shes 25 now. She sent me a text today saying hello aunt. I found it weird she would text me and she has never called me aunt. I told her it's weird for you to text me so what's up. She said it wasn't serious she just wanted to wish my happy 4th. I just found it weird that's all because I never gotten on well with my living siblings because they hated the fact I was different than them. Even as adults they still don't like me and I don't talk to anybody on my late dad side of the family. And I moved to another state to get away from them. So she texted me from another phone saying I'm the weirdo and that's why nobody on my dad side fuck with me. She said my kids hate me. I know that part isn't true. See I always knew my dad side don't like me and don't talk to me. And I don't talk to them either I don't even claim them. But my niece confirmed that nobody on my dad side like me. It was a little hurtful but I'm not surprised because I knew all of this since I was 12 and I'm 51 now. But it's kinda different when you know something but another story when someone else confirms it. And she would know because she's close to her granddad side of the family. So have y'all ever not been close to family members and someone else in the family confirmed the reason why.

One of the emerging an ongoing phenomenon that I see happening within the world of manifestation, is the ongoing experience of anxiety.

I’m talking about, people actually getting more anxiety after learning about the fact that they are the opera power. That somehow this idea that they have all the power, scares them.

Why is that?

If your whole childhood was given to you and bestowed upon you by Parents who controlled most of your decisions and did not allow for individual development or choice making, this is one major reason.

If you’ve experienced the series of events in your life where you felt out of control. That can also reinforce this. If you had loving parents, but had a series of events that felt out of your control, this too can contribute to the idea of anxiety.

But, already noticed what is happening. Anxiety tell stories. Anxiety gives you an identity. Anxiety takes away power. Anxiety has you living in a reality where you will never get what you desire. Anxiety essentially removes your parents and becomes your new ones.

So you then constantly asking anxiety for permission. You go to asking anxiety can you be happy? You go to anxiety and ask can you be wealthy? You go to anxiety and ask can you be healthy? You go to anxiety and argue that you deserve an adventurous life.

Whatever it is, the common thread is you not owning your power. Can that be scary at first? Yes 100% of the time. But that doesn’t make it any less worth the road it takes to get there.

One thing you can do, is use things like meditation, fitness, deep breathing techniques, therapy, and finding one of those tools that can get you into a state where anxiety does not have the first word. Anxiety might show up throughout your life, and most likely will, but you’re the one who chooses whether it has the last word or not.

That is ultimately your power. You’ve always had it. Now it’s time to wake up and remember that that’s been the truth all along.

this feeling of dread and impending doom is taking over me—i’ve constantly had this dream-like feeling. when my day ends, and it’s night—i feel like i just woke up 1 hour ago, “how is it night already?”

i came back from a 1-day trip, and i’m laying in bed right now, and i can’t process anything. its like it NEVER happened. i know it did, of course, but it feels like it.

i dont wanna die. i dont want time to pass without me feeling anything. this dream-ish state of mine is really messing with me.

The dream-like state started after this; 20-ish days ago, i was laying in bed, using my phone. i decided to annoy my mother, and while doing so—i accidentally dropped my heavy phone, and its corner hit me on the temple of my head. ow. but, yeah, the dream-like state and sleep anxiety started after this. idk if its called a temple, its the soft part on the side of everyone’s head. sleep anxiety also started after this.

a month or two ago, i felt like i had this heart problem, i was so insistent on it. i cried myself to sleep every night over it. my parents knew it was just a muscle pull. we went to a doctor—it was indeed just muscle pull and acid refelux.

PS: i have high anxiety—sleep anxiety comes along with it. I also get panic attacks. i’m 16.

I am 15yo about 2 weeks ago i had a terrible headache and i was throwing up and having a panic attack my mother was extremely worried and contacted a doctor. She told me she was gonna schedule an MRI i didn't know what that was so i searched it up and freaked myself out, about time for the appointment the doctor told me he didn't think anything was wrong with me and he said the MRI was optional and he thought the headaches were anxiety (haven't had a headache since) but the MRI was scheduled for august 21st and now ever since that day of the appointment i've been having terrible anxiety issues yesterday i cried 4 times my heart keep beating extremely fast i was unable to eat, I wake up with my heart beating very fast and I am unable to make myself relax my mother even said she would cancel the MRI and i thought that would calm things down but no my body is still in this fight or flight mode i just need to know i'm not in this alone i've did some research looks like heart palpations and just anxiety if someone could give me some advice/information i'd really appreciate it.

I want to preface this by saying I’m not suicidal. However, one of my anxiety triggers is what if I get so mentally unwell that I become su*cidal or off myself? I don’t know why this thought makes me anxious, because I don’t really have a fear of dying or getting ill (well maybe a normal amount of fear). There’s no real reason why I think this might happen, except for me having problems with anxiety, and the worry that I will get so bad and that nothing will help and that this would be my only way out. Has anyone else experienced this and how did you get past it?

Already posted my issue here https://www.reddit.com/r/zoloft/s/96bUxPOZmu
Now it’s day 16 on Zoloft 50 mg, my anxiety is a bit lower, but I still have intrusive thought (only one, about sleep) and my main fear is that I’m broken forever and it will never end, what if I want this condition?
Did anybody have such thoughts? Any positive stories?

Ive just broke. Blushing has caused me to break down this morning. I wanted to share this to show the reality of what its like living with such a physically and mentally painful condition, which from the outside can appear hardly as bad as it really is, it can appear as a minor inconvenience rather than an agonising condition.

I woke up this morning and around 9am I decided to fully clean shave lol (i had a bit if a moustache). I havent had a full clean shaved face in a while, once I shaved i realised I wasn't the biggest fan of my new appearance. The nerves I felt and regret from the shave caused my whole face to light up red. Not just a bit but alot. I went to show my girlfriend my face and again, while showing her i could feel my whole face light up and blush. I looked in the mirror and indeed my face was extremely red.

Anywwy, experiencing such intense blushing in the comfort of my own home, around someone i feel safe and not nervous around was the start of a breakdown.

My girlfriend went back into my room and I went back to the bathroom, i felt like I was stabbed in the back. Ive spent almost 2 thousand dollars on laser treatment, tried a unbelievable amount of things to manage my blushing and here i am blushing in such a calm environment. It led me to feel hopeless and I started breaking. Alot of this has to do with the fact that i have thoughts such as "if im going to go this severely red and have my face feel like its on fire IN THE COMFORT OF MY OWN HOME DUE TO SOME NERVES, well than how am I ever going to be able to get a job, have a big beautiful wedding, raise kids, do all the things in life i want to do. Because all of those things are much more nerve inducing than feeling a bit insecure from a shave, so imagine how red and painfully hot ill feel during those things" and unfortunately that thought process isnt delusion or irritation thinking, its the harsh reality of living with such a terrible condition. Of course those are all things I can technically still do with this condition but there not things I can do feeling confident, feeling cool and calm and that makes me miserable.

Anyway, i ended up going back in the room to my girlfriend and I broke down. I balled into tears, i couldn't control my emotions. I told her how hopeless and defeated I felt. Unfortunately this issue has caused me to feel extremely suicidal on multiple occasions, not because I dont want to live life but because life feels so unliveable with this issue, its took so much from me. Its took the control i have over my body, its exposing, it painful in so many ways. Its pulled back my potential and prevented me from doing so many things ive wanted to do. Of course in a literal sense it hasnt stopped me from doing certain things but it is that unbearable and demeaning that in some ways it has. I told my girlfriend this while in tears, I haven't broken down like this before.

I went out the back yard and called my mum up (who I have a good relationship with) and told her everything, for the first time in ever I genuinely confessed how much this is killing me including how its caused me to have dark thoughts. I was being completely vulnerable to my mum and girlfriend (and dad) which was hard but it helped alot, but it also shows how much this issue has effected me and just how much this issue can effect people in general. Blushing unfortunately is a condition that is usually overlooked and minimised.

I also expressed to my mum on the phone how angry and frustrated this has made me. I told her how ive been trying to get help and it feels like no one's taking me seriously and why this is why people kill themselves, because they feel so unheard and dont get the help and support they need. I also mentioned how it sometimes feels like the only way people will understand how horrible this is and how much its effected me is if I were to k*ll myself.

I want to make it clear im safe and i am seeking support and not giving up! I have a pretty decent support network and arent afraid to seek help. I wanted to make this post to show the reality of this condition, to also reach the right people who will read this and feel less alone. I hope everyone's ok and doing alright! I also want people to know its not weak to feel this way. No one chooses to be born / develope these issues in life. The worse thing you can do is blame yourself / not give yourself compassion.