Worried

Seems this is day two of horrible anxiety, miserable dread. I am scared to get off of the couch and get ready and my son has a conference at 11. I am praying I am about to start, that this is only PMS...but it feels so much worse. Ocassionally, I do get horrible PMS that mimics symptoms but still I am very, very overwhelmed with these emotions. I am so afraid that this heightened anxiety is a sign of impending hell. I wish I was sitting in my pdoc's office and that I could stay there all day. It makes me feel safe. I just want to feel safe.

I'm sorry you're having such a difficult day. Feel better soon.

Thinking of you and hoping for only the best.

I'm so sorry cash! I hope it's just a couple of days. Sometimes I get in depressions that only last like three days and then I'm fine. Hoping that's the case for you.

I understand the anxiety and panic cashart. I am frequently in a state of being convinced something will go wrong or I will get in trouble.

For me touching things and concentrating on different textures gives some relief. I have a smooth stone I rub. A broken peice of pottery, a swatch of rough material. I even have a favourite bowl like coffee cup that provides some relief when warm in my two cupped hands. I rub my barefeet across a stiff rug. Don't laugh but when I am in the throws of extreme anxiety I rub my feet with cornmeal (something I picked up from a midwife).

I hope your day improved somewhat and that you were able to accomplish your task.

Thank you all very much. I feel like I'm in a movie. I did get up and take a shower. I took my daughter to Mother's Day out and my son and I made it to his conference. Now I am too afraid to go home. Listening to the Beach Boys. My son and I ate lunch, now we are going for ice cream and then we are going for a very long drive. I don't know when I can go home.