Yes I can relate 100%. I recently had a UTI two weeks ago and it was HELL. I was really dehydrated and had to be taken to the hospital. Ever since I've been scared for my life. My anxiety increased so much I couldn't even go to school or do things with friends. It was hard for me to sleep because I thought I would die. It's been 2 weeks later and my anxiety is getting a little better but I'm still having those negative thoughts. Being sick and triggered your anxiety and depression. What you can do is take vitamins , be affect and you will get better. I'm still recovering but for some reason today , I felt better than I did 2 weeks ago. I'll say within a month you'll recover. We're in the same boat and I promise you'll get better. You can also do something productive , invite friends over to make you feel better. If you need any more help , you can message me (:

Is crazy how one Lil scare Can lead to thinking everything is wrong all the time

haha ah you're taking me back.

I've always had anxiety, without realising. I also self medicated with smoking. And when I quit smoking, oh boy. Lots of panic attacks. Lots. the withdrawals feel exactly the same as a good quality panic attack. :D You sort of can't tell the difference.

Took a while to realise that this was happening. When I did, that helped because I knew I just had to outlast these experiences, and not necessarily take them seriously. If I could outlast the withdrawals and the addiction, then these panic attacks would leave.

I got sleeping pills for the insomnia (and I got restless leg). That helped a lot. Also vitamins, a good daily multivitamin did make a big difference to the anxiety.

What I learned from all of it was that your body can have huge chemical reactions and your brain will play along. Your mind believes the chemicals the body is sending. So it can tell you have fear, and it hunts for something to be afraid of.

When you are not in this state of anxiety, your brain doesn't think this stuff up. It's only hunting for an explanation for the huge chemical burden of adrenaline and cortisone hurtling around it. It's finding you a bad guy.

Even when there isn't one.

It's fascinating. If you treat yourself like your own test subject, it's fascinating what you can catch yourself doing. We really are biochemical organisms. We are clusters of electrically charged chemicals, dribbling about. Not a single piece of us is alive, but all of us together, as a community of cells, is alive - and our brains are just one small bit of that, and a bit that isn't always perceiving clearly, or particularly helpful, at that.

I have ever since then wondered how much of my anxiety was cured by smoking, and how much was caused by smoking. Did smoking create anxiety withdrawals? Or did anxiety create smoking relaxation? At some point the two of them entwined and became a self-fulfilling prophecy. At some point smoking stopped helping me cope, and started being the thing I had to cope with.

Anyway stick it out. I found when I hit my 1 year anniversary of not smoking, I had this gut feel of having made it to a milestone. I haven't had a cigarette since May 2010, can't remember the date, and I can't see any reason or any environment which could ever convince me to try it again. I'm absolutely 100% happier and less stressed without them.

Not perfect, but way better. :D

If you want to relate then it's 100% match with you. Just yesterday I was feeling very anxious and I decided to write down the things that I would want in my life. It made me think a lot but at the end I was a bit relaxed. In the evening I decided to go to the pool club. I was half the way and suddenly started to feel fear. I was thinking of how to stop my thoughts. Thinking is a normal thing. It comes one after another and for all human being it's the same. Though I knew this but my fear wasn't leaving. I couldn't convince myself for this reality fact. I was feeling that thinking is worse but it's not. I have been having this panic attacks in different times for last few years. Many times I have felt that I am going crazy. My thoughts won't stop. But at a point the worse thing has to stop. It has its limit. Rather than suffering them we have to keep things normal. Stay around family, friends and the things we like.

Today I'm going to the doctor again since I'm not sure if from the way I'm breathing or not sleeping right I have pain on my ribs and my back..last night I was a Lil wheezing and I put on the nebulizer treatments quick all I could think was that I wasn't getting better my man tells me is just my body trying to get rid of the nicotine since I was coughing pleghm and my doc did say I would be but I'm scared im not better from the respiratory infection or that there's something else they dint find last time...this is so hard for me well since I'm also a mom and taking care of my kids has been difficult since I barely take care of my self ..my mom helps but he can't be there 24/7 and being alone gets me to the panic attacks.. I had one today and he had to rush to me I guess I feel a Lil better wen he's around.

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