It's been over 3 months since I was placed onto anti anxiety meds to control my panic disorder. Same days are better then others and I've found ways to help cope. The thoughts are still there, always in the shadows waiting for their chance to peek out and visit. The daytime anxiety has gotten better, the nighttime has not. I still sleep restlessly and wake up in the midst of a panic attack at least twice weekly. I've been prescribed a sedative to help with sleep, cause as my doctor said and we all know, you can't get better if you never sleep. I remind myself I've been through this before and I've survived it. That laughter and love is some of the truly best medicine one can take. That snuggling my loves when I feel my worst often decreases the length of the attack and that even when I have a bad day, I also have 2 good ones.
Here are many of the tips and tricks I use daily:
Everyday I learn other ways to cope or distract. I paint, I play with the plants on my patio, I talk my silly little dog for a walk. All that matters is that I keep going. My anxiety will not control me, I will not allow it.
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