[Butterfly_Faerie]

<font color="blue">I had a bad morning, woke up when my BF and my cousin got ready to go to work, started to get alot of anxiety, close to panic. Told my BF to leave me the phone (we only have a cell at his house no land line).

For an hour I was jumping or tensing at every sound in the townhouse, even though it was just the house settling, just made me tense and I was thinking up the worse case scenerios that someone was going to break in and hurt me, then I thought of my ex and then someone else doing the hurting.. or robbers.. was frustrating.

I even had a couple places where to hide and call for help, but then when I thought of what I'd say to the police if that situation occured for a minute there forgot my address at my BF's house...lol.

Bad morning I guess. </font>

[Myzen]

Hi Sundance,

It's a rotten old thing that anxiety. Sometimes it's just waiting there by the bed when you wake up.

It makes us think up all sorts of frightening scenarios. The funny thing is that it is not the scenarios that are the problem, it is the anxiety that is the problem. I keep forgetting that, find myself in a loop and then click back, "Hey, anxiety, it's you again!"

I'm sure we can train ourselves to spot this pattern, although it is very sneaky.

I find that sharing on this board is a big help, as it reminds me that we are a pretty brave bunch of people.

I hope it eases for you.

Cheers, Myzen

Another thing I've noticed. If some crisis really does happen, I can usually deal with it. So that's more evidence that it's not the real world that's scaring me, it's a mode of my own mind.

[Butterfly_Faerie]

<font color="purple">Hi Myzen,

Anxiety isn't really the issue, well it is but I can handle it had to do some self talk this morning. I think what caused it was when my boyfriend and my cousin went off to work. It's been awhile since I've been here during the week that he goes to work, so that was likely the cause of the anxiety. I normally wake up fine and I did this morning but when I thought about him going off to work I got anxious. It sucked.

I think the irrational thoughts had to also do with my PTSD... it sucked. </font>