It’s all in the mind, which means it requires treatment 🙂
My doctor put me on Misar SR, Xanax, and Concor. I can say with absolute certainty that I have never slept as deeply as I did on those; it was like being knocked out. Yet, when morning rolled around, I’d find myself stuck in bed for at least another half hour, just groaning and trying to coax my brain into waking up. I felt somewhat dead to the world all day—not that I wasn't relaxed, but I felt less like a person and more like a zombie. I’ve read and heard from various people that anxiety is something you truly have to treat, and that recovery isn't an overnight affair. However, since those pills essentially turned me into a shell of myself, I decided to stop taking them and instead focused on finding some hobbies; I even joined a local choir for a while, as singing always had a way of calming my nerves. Knock on wood, I haven't had an episode in quite some time, though I still feel it creeping in occasionally during particularly grueling days at the office—it usually starts with a headache, followed by that terrifying sensation of gasping for air and my heart racing just before I try to drift off to sleep. I really ought to see a psychiatrist; I’ve been talking about making the appointment for ages, yet I simply haven't pulled the trigger 😛 There is always something else demanding my attention, whether it’s the workload waiting for me here—my job tends to be relentless—or lunch, or the endless cycle of housework... I suppose I will eventually have to make a concerted effort 😁
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My doctor put me on Misar SR, Xanax, and Concor. I can say with absolute certainty that I have never slept as deeply as I did on those; it was like being knocked out. Yet, when morning rolled around, I’d find myself stuck in bed for at least another half hour, just groaning and trying to coax my brain into waking up. I felt somewhat dead to the world all day—not that I wasn't relaxed, but I felt less like a person and more like a zombie. I’ve read and heard from various people that anxiety is something you truly have to treat, and that recovery isn't an overnight affair. However, since those pills essentially turned me into a shell of myself, I decided to stop taking them and instead focused on finding some hobbies; I even joined a local choir for a while, as singing always had a way of calming my nerves. Knock on wood, I haven't had an episode in quite some time, though I still feel it creeping in occasionally during particularly grueling days at the office—it usually starts with a headache, followed by that terrifying sensation of gasping for air and my heart racing just before I try to drift off to sleep. I really ought to see a psychiatrist; I’ve been talking about making the appointment for ages, yet I simply haven't pulled the trigger 😛 There is always something else demanding my attention, whether it’s the workload waiting for me here—my job tends to be relentless—or lunch, or the endless cycle of housework... I suppose I will eventually have to make a concerted effort 😁
Anyway, where is Jonathan Morris40? Check in with us so we can hear what's new!