OK, as much as this sucks for y'all, I'm glad I'm not the only one who feels like she's going crazy.

Been going through some extraordinary stresses at work lately, and I guess I'm having panic attacks now because I've been eating Ativan tablets like Skittles and feeling like I'm going to have a heart attack and die. I got so freaked out Wednesday that I called my pdoc, who's out of the area for a conference, and wound up talking with a psych NP who was absolutely wonderful to me over the phone and told me that this was too much stress for someone who's NOT bipolar. She also prescribed me some Klonopin, which has been a godsend......finally, I'm sleeping a solid six hours and waking up without being in a lather of anxiety.

But why now, when I'm in my mid-50s and life is supposed to be more settled than this? And could this anxiety be a new manifestation of my BP, or something new entirely? I am SO SICK of this......everytime I get straightened out and reach something approaching stability, something has to hit the fan and F it all up.