Anxiety Support Group
Anxiety is a physical condition marked by intense and persistent feelings of distress, fear, angst or dread. General anxiety caused by routine day-to-day stresses usually passes quickly and is experienced by almost everyone at one time or another. However, such feelings that linger over time and are very difficult to cope with, and which lack a clear cause, may indicate...
The six crew members of my socially marginalized little ship of fools still spend more time outside than inside, thanks to the fact that we live on a farm in the suburbs of the rapidly sprawling metroplex to the northeast of us. Still, our anxieties over leaving the farm for any reason, whatsoever seem to be escalating to The New Normal.
Are we in the early stages of agoraphobia? Is childhood agoraphobia going to be among the legacies of Coronaville?
Open discussion. Anybody feeling agoraphobic?
-
I haven't written in my diary on my computer since May because I thought that my computer was dying. I got away from writing but my computer is hanging in there. I think that I will start writing in it again. It's so therapeutic.
-
First, I hope everyone is doing well, and continuing to fight that good fight! Keep up the great work on yourselves; I'm rooting for all of you!So, I started doing therapy at the beginning of the year, when I was in my most depressed state, but with my therapist, I made big changes and steps in the right direction. But, over a month ago, she couldn't take my insurance anymore, and I had to stop...
These days I feel like an 8 year old kid. I want my Mommy to feel safe and I am a grown up!! Or at least I am supposed to be. I feel insecure about everything.
We can only pray we get back some sense of stability soon or we will all be crazy with fear of others. That just isn't right.
I miss friendly smiles, hugs, and just talking to friends in the stores.
Hugs and take care
"Claustrophobia" or "Fear of Entrapment" is one of my earliest formal psych dx'es. I can no more voluntarily sequester inside a building than a donkey can fly, but I have had many a discussion with sibs-in-healing about their agoraphobia and my claustrophobia being two sides of the same coin with the common currency being fear of people and/or escalated social anxiety.
I'm still no lover of The Great Indoors, but I am increasingly afraid to leave the farm.
My prayers for a return of social stability are growing weaker by the marshal law extension/escalation.
Find myself rewriting the Bob Dylan classic.
Where have all the children gone?
Long time passing.
Where have all the children gone?
Long time ago.
Where have all the children gone?
They are all in hiding, everyone.
When will we ever learn?
When will we ever learn?