When you feel like you're falling apart inside? When you don't feel like you aren't allowed to feel stress and anxiety, how can you help others who are going through a hard time? I fight anxiety and panic every day. I'm down to one or two bad attacks a month, and maybe a couple minor ones because my medication has helped tremendously. I used to feel like I could lean on family, specifically my mom, and my best friend, but my mother passed away in October. She and my dad were married 51 years, and my dad seems so lonely, and he has undiagnosed panic issues of his own; I can't bring myself to lay any more on him because he will worry himself sick. (He gets terribly concerned if I just sniffle when I'm talking to him on the phone.) My best friend and roommate understands my panic disorder and has been there through the worst of times, and she has been helping me, but in January she found out that she's dealing with a major physical health crisis, so I don't feel I can draw her into my struggles when she's dealing with her own. So now don't feel I have anyone but my therapist I can be completely honest with about my fears and anxiety. My therapist is wonderful, but she obviously can't be there for me every single day. Currently I'm trying to hide the bad times from my family and my friends and act like I'm fine so they can focus on their own struggles. I guess the advice I need is techniques to handle things when I now have to face this on my own. Right now my techniques are not the healthiest. I spend a lot of time in my room sleeping. I want to be there for the ones I love, but when the panic surfaces I need to be able to deal with it on my own.
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