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C Moon

(12,549 posts)
Fri May 19, 2023, 01:59 AM May 2023

Lifelong anxiety disorder. Long-winded. Sorry.

Last edited Fri May 19, 2023, 02:41 AM - Edit history (1)

I have had anxiety disorder, at least since I was 19. Thinking back, I used to have panic attacks at 13ish.

When I had my first terrible anxiety attack, I was 19. It was near Christmas, I was living with my parents. I came home from my friend's house (guitarist of a band I played bass with), and while there I had tea and fudge. After I got home, I felt funny and opened my sister's bedroom door and said, "My eyes are feeling weird. Something's wrong." She told me it was nothing, and to just relax and go to bed.

While I was lying in bed a HUGE pit of butterflies hit my stomach and I started sweating and my pulse was racing. I didn't sleep much.

The next day, my head was literally numb when I touched it, and I was filled with anxiety (I didn't know what it was though). I just felt weird. I walked out to where my big family was and said, "Mom, dad...I feel weird." I couldn't put it into words but tried. They said, you'll be fine, it's all in your head.

My life changed from that day on. Severe anxiety /panic attacks hour after hour. Sweating. My chest hurting because my heart was racing so much. My hands started shaking. I lost a ton of weight (I was already skinny, but the neighbors were telling my parents how unhealthy I looked and my mom would try to feed me more). I remember at dinner with my family, my hands would be shaking so much I couldn't bring a fork to my mouth—and everyone pretended not to notice.

I was over 18, and at that time, insurance companies dropped you from your parents' insurance after 18. I was going to a community college but was too scared to visit the nurse's office because I was afraid they would say "nothing was wrong."

The anxiety went on hour after hour, everyday (some better than others) for 3 years. I had a couple of jobs, but people always treated me like I was a freak because I was so nervous (they were somewhat forgiving because I was a young man), but the shaky hands was terrible and prevented me from doing simple things like shopping, banking, etc, because it involved handing money to a cashier, or signing my name on a check (which was terrible).

It didn't really improve until my friends introduced me to beer. That calmed my anxiety, but the shaky hands continued. I avoided ANY task or errand that involved me signing something, handing something to someone, etc.

In fact, I was the singer in a sloppy rock band while I lived in Hollywood, and I always went to check cashing places because they had thick windows and passed everything through the drawer so I could sign off to the side. Eventually, I went to a bank to get an account with a few hundred dollars. My hands were shaking so bad, that the account person looked at me and said, "We can't accept an account without a paycheck." That was a BofA on Vermont and Hollywood.

So I went my whole life avoiding eating out with co-workers and friends (unless I could have a couple of beers in me–and even then I would always order foods I could eat with two hands—like a sandwich), signing checks, exchanging cash, etc. There was even one time a pretty girl walked next to me at a bar (my band was playing at that night), and asked me for a cigarette light. I pushed a book of matches to her, and she gave me a dirty look because I didn't light her cigarette. If I'd had a couple of beers in me, it would have been fine holding up a match.

I have now finally found out that I lived my whole life with a pretty severe anxiety disorder. I didn't know what it was, but a psychologist finally told me this year. It's nowhere near as bad as it was when I was in my 20's, but I still avoid certain situations when I have to do something with my hands.

So, if you have a job like a cashier, bartender, banker, plumber or sitting with a co-worker at lunch...be sensitive if someone's hand is shaking while they lift a fork to their mouth, or hand you a credit car or cash. It doesn't mean they are a drug addict, are running from the law or doing something illegal…they could very well just have some sort of health problem.




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Lifelong anxiety disorder. Long-winded. Sorry. (Original Post) C Moon May 2023 OP
:) elleng May 2023 #1
C Moon ❤️ I will remember your words and be Polly Hennessey May 2023 #2
:) C Moon May 2023 #3
Peace be unto you, henceforth and forevermore. 🤍 sprinkleeninow May 2023 #4
Thank you!! C Moon May 2023 #12
Sending a hug to you democrank May 2023 #5
Thanks! C Moon May 2023 #11
ty for the story Tetrachloride May 2023 #6
:( C Moon May 2023 #13
true meaning Snoopy 7 May 2023 #7
You speak the truth! C Moon May 2023 #14
One of the things I experience with my anxiety disorder is bursting into tears when I have an attack Siwsan May 2023 #8
I can understand about the hand shaking. BigmanPigman May 2023 #9
Sounds very similar to me. C Moon May 2023 #10

Snoopy 7

(584 posts)
7. true meaning
Fri May 19, 2023, 05:06 AM
May 2023

This is the true meaning of why everyone should have total health coverage. Damn those who object, and we know who they are, while they have us giving them cart blanch health insurance. And, no they don't have "Obama Care" they have their own paid for insurance.

Siwsan

(27,274 posts)
8. One of the things I experience with my anxiety disorder is bursting into tears when I have an attack
Fri May 19, 2023, 07:04 AM
May 2023

I have suffered from anxiety for decades. I tried to talk to my mom about it but she was the sort who didn't believe in psychological intervention. Instead she bought me a tennis racket. Don't ask because that still confuses me.

The attacks can be triggered by bad things or unexpected good things. Surprise me with something good and I'll start to cry. Deep down inside I probably feel like I don't deserve the kindness. My grandfather did the same thing. (He died before I was born but I share a number of his behaviors and quirks.)

I learned how to suppress things to avoid being chided, and it worked for a while. Unfortunately, a lot of stuff built up and that caused other issues. There are times that the anxiety is so bad that I can't even eat because I know I will just vomit the food back up. Because of that, I don't like going out to eat since I worry about a trigger.

Sometimes I wonder if, during my therapy sessions, I'm putting on a false face, just out of habit. When I get home from these sessions I always feel exhausted and fall asleep.

The APN I was seeing saw through me, immediately, and prescribed Ativan. The new one who replaced her is not so understanding. I go see her on June 7 and HOPEFULLY she will renew my prescription. I'm not using it every day but there are times I don't use it when I should because I'm worried I'll run out and something even more triggering will happen.

Life can be exhausting.

BigmanPigman

(52,234 posts)
9. I can understand about the hand shaking.
Fri May 19, 2023, 07:28 AM
May 2023

When I started teaching there was so much constant pressure and work that my hands were shaking for the first several years and it was embarrassing since I could was asked if I drank a lot. I wouldn't go to lunch with the others due to it. And that was WITH Xanax too. I must have seemed like a basket case to my co-workers.

C Moon

(12,549 posts)
10. Sounds very similar to me.
Sat May 20, 2023, 12:03 AM
May 2023

My is better with beta blockers, but they make you so damn sluggish.
I tried Xanax this year and didn't like it.

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