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...

Now my dreams are giving me anxiety. The past two nights I woke up from a dead sleep on the verge of a full on panic attack. I can’t have that. Sleep is the only joy I experience in a day. At least when I’m awake I can feel it coming on and 99 out of a 100 I can stop it. How do you calm yourself down when your still half asleep. By the time I got out of bed and tried to do anything about it, it passed,but that was this time. We all know how hard it is stopping an attack in the middle of the day with full faculties. What do you do when you don’t know what’s going on half asleep middle of the night and you feel that feeling? Does anyone have experience with this.
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I did the dumbest thing today. I charged my earbuds, unplugged the block and put the block in my little bag instead of the earbuds. I wasn't happy about that when I got to the gym. What a dummy!
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Ever since I stopped doing therapy because of insurance, I've been feeling that old tense and irritable sense of anxiety and stress. I hate that. I was making so many strides and changes during therapy, my therapist would acknowledge all of my progress and accomplishments, and I miss that reassurance. Today I thought about it, and I made those changes! She would always tell me that I chose to...
Dream talismans and mantras were my first step away from that sorrowful state. A dream talisman is an object so familiar to you that you can recognize it in that befuddled state of which you speak. The mantra is a short, comforting phrase which is equally familiar. My first was, "This, too, shall pass." I like four syllables which I can put into rhythm with breathing exercises. Two syllables on the intake, two on the out take.
The next additions were a simple glass of water, a spiral notebook and a pen by my bed. The water to wash the taste of the nightmare out of my mouth. I get horrific flavors in my mouth from nightmares. The notebook and pen were my dream journal where I recorded the dreams rather than my business as usual of jumping out of bed in a hysterical state. When I couldn't remember the dream, I recorded the feelings I woke with. That dream journal eventually morphed into a sort of therapy guide offering valuable clues to where my next therapy sessions needed to focus.
It was much harder than popping a pill, but it worked. I now know the joy of a good night's sleep and, girl howdy, I think I understand the sense of deprivation you feel just now. It would break my heart to lose that simple joy at this point in herstory.
Gentle support while you find what works for you, Don. May your simple joy be returned to you soon.