My First Experience Of Anxiety Disorder

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A constant image comes to me in my sleep that I can never run from. The intensity, the desperation, and the fear that I know too well are as vivid as if it happened yesterday. Just thinking about that very moment makes the spiraling in my mind go off. The most vivid memories in my life are always the saddest ones but this particular memory is by far the worst because this is when I realized I had a true problem.
I was 14 years old which is pretty young for a person with my situation and I’m talking about my first experience of a developing anxiety disorder. My anxiety was triggered by many things school, a death in the family and depression. Before my first experience, I would spend weeks in my room not ever leaving my bed because the outside …show more content…

Why didn’t I see him that night? Why did I get into a big fight with my mother the day of my grandfather’s death? Why couldn’t I apologize? I’m selfish! I deserve to be punished! My mind continues to be flooded with negative thoughts and this is when my dark passenger took over. All my emotions were being taken over and the feeling of aggression, frightfulness, and nervousness were all impacted in one. I reached for the counter right out of the shower because I felt very unbalanced. I stood there trying to catch my breath because the hyperventilation was consuming me and every breath was struggle for the next. My wobbly legs did not let me stand for long so I instead laid on the floor. My heart was pounding so loud I could hear it in my head. My mother found me like this with panic in her voice she said “What’s wrong.” I could hardly answer because my wheezing was so loud I could not get the words to come out of my mouth. She then lifted my legs in order to get the blood from my feet to go straight back to my head as she did this I could actually feel the warm pressure from my feet come rushing towards my head. she told me in a calm voice “you’re alright” as she played with my hair. Every word of encouragement my mom told me made me feel safe. I began to inhale deep and exhale slowly this made me feel light

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