Hidding in {Plain} Sight

Yes :D And I am glad you asked! While I personally do not suffer often from anxienty my husband has terrible anx. issues both public/social and general pressure. As dumb as it sounds the first thing you should do if you having a panic attack is breath out for two beats then in for two beats, slowing your breathing will help to stop the push of adrenaline through your body and give your system time to become stable. Pick a thing to focus on… for me I count out anime characters while I breath, its compeletly removed from the norm, something I know well enough to say or think with out having to work on a topic, and something I enjoy.

Secondly keep a journal of you anx. moments and the triggers. Don’t avoid said triggers, but try and list how they make you feel and why it triggers your anxiety. For me death is a huge one or just the idea of not existing, so I write down “I exist, I am here. Death is something I cannot controle and will face later but not now, I am here I am living” so if its food or if its boys or what ever give yourself permission to feel uneasy about it, or to know that today is not the day to deal with this issue.

Hope that helped!

Hmm a confession? I feel like I am 2 different people most days, and not just in terms of ana, but more so I have very violent shifts of emotions. I always told my friends when I was younger that once I left I wont remember you, we wont be friends again, I just dont hold to things that are easy to loose (spawning of course from my abandonment issues; the obvious being when my biological mother divorced my father when I was 2 then left me with my dad and step mom [I adore the decission now, but for a 2 year old thats hard to take] and then the not so obvious was at 10 when my dad, the most important person in my life died from cancer leaving me with my step mom, who was at the time very important to my life since i love her as a daughter does a mother, but due to her own grief she within a year got into a relationship with my now step-step dad [again a decision i am okay with now since i love my step-step dad as a daughter does a father] but at the time i was a stranger in my own house with my whole life being ripped away….but I digress)

I on some days feel so lively and connected, I feel like a good person with a good heart and good things to give to this world, but other days just as quickly I feel like a worthless do nothing who is missing out on the point of life, not that my life isnt wonderful it is; I am VERY blessed, I just feel lost in the world at times and lacking purpose—- manicaly depressed as they call it….

Oh… and I once smoked pot on the roof of my college dorm… if that was more the level of “confession” you were looking for…