My chest begins to tighten, my face becomes flush, and breathing
becomes difficult. It is happening. Something I have been struggling with for
several years now, anxiety. Over the
years I have learned how to fight off anxiety attacks, but fighting it can
sometimes be worse than the actual attack.
I have acquired many tricks to fight off the attacks, such as: breathing
exercises, counting to 100 by 2’s, and sometimes resorting to singing I found you Miss New Booty in my head.
(That is my favorite) My first major
panic attack was in college, and led to a trip to the emergency room. Since then, my anxiety as a whole has
persistently gotten worse. The past six months even simple things have become
difficult, such as: going to the movies or going out to dinner. This has
recently gotten me thinking of the causes of my anxiety, and I have come to the
realization that most of my anxiety comes from fear. You might wonder what am I afraid of. I am
not talking about my irrational fear of snakes in the toilet bowl. I am talking about subconscious fears. The three that play the biggest part in my
anxiety are: the fear of failure, the fear of the “unknown”, and the fear of judgment.
The Fear of Failure
I feel that the fear of failure is a common for many people. Failure is defined differently according to
the individual. I have always defined
failure as not reaching my goals and/or not being successful. There are two problems with my definition of
failure: 1). My definition of success was all wrong and 2). Happiness was not
one of my goals. Success, just like
failure, is defined differently according to the individual. I have defined
success as how much money I make. I have been told my whole life there is more
to life than money, why didn’t I listen? Don’t get me wrong, money is important
but it should not be the only factor measuring my success. I want my success to
be based on the relationships I make, my self-worth, good deeds, and happiness.
Happiness was something I did not plan for in my “big master plan”. I have been so obsessed with not being a “failure”,
I forgot to be happy.
The Fear of the
Unknown
I know that sounds strange, so let me explain. For every decision I make, I ALWAYS second
guess myself. It does not matter how
small or how large the decision is, I will doubt myself every time. This can
become exhausting. I am also a planner,
for everything I do I want a specific plan and I want everything to go
according to that plan. Sometimes I will worry about things that do not happen
for months or even years. For Example: A
few months ago, I let my mind wander and started worrying about where I am
going to live when my lease is up. My
lease is not even up for another six months and this almost sent me into a
panic attack. When I am always second
guessing my decisions and worrying about the future, I forget to live in the
present. I forget to appreciate the
small things in life. I don’t want to
look back when I’m older and regret spending my 20s worrying about
everything. I want to live my life.
The Fear of Judgment
This is the hardest one to admit. At some point in their lives, everyone struggles
with self-esteem and self- confidence. Most people want to be liked and
accepted by others. I have had people in my life that have put me down and made
me feel like nothing. They used their
insecurities as a weapon, to make me feel like I was not good enough. The bad part is that I let them do it. I let them get to me and sub-consciously I
believed it was true. So every interaction
I have with others, I feel insecure and those same thoughts fill my mind. I am done being afraid of judgment. I am
intelligent, funny, and have a lot to offer to this world and it is about time
I showed it.
Now that I better understand the source of my anxiety, I can
work to fix it. I am not going to let
anxiety rule my life anymore. I am going to replace the fear of failure with
patience. I am going to let go of the fear
of the unknown and live in the present. I am going to replace my insecurities
with confidence. I am going to rid
myself of this monster known as anxiety.
Anybody that reads this and is currently struggling with
anxiety, just know that you are not alone.
It is hard to talk about and difficult to convey to people how hard it
can be sometimes. We sometimes have to
paint on that smile and struggle through it, but that is no way to live
life. The best thing you can do is talk
to someone. I want to thank my friends
and family that have helped me through some tough times and I look forward to
brighter days.
I'm glad you recognized and moved past the idea that it's about how much money you make. It's true that many people do not listen to this advice and think their worth is tied up within their cashflow.
ReplyDeleteOn happiness, what I've realized is that happiness is a fleeting state. I want to be "content." To sustain happiness can be as exhausting as sadness. And at least for me, it's impossible for me to ignore all the things about the world that make me justifiably unhappy. As long as I can remain kind of "boring" I feel I can manage to carry on taking the happiness and sadness in stride.
I think you can plan and carry on with a kind of "reckless abandon" that "just lives" life. For me, it's knowing my potential. I'm not the kind of person who's going to end up homeless unless I want to be. So, if my lease is up in 2 months or 2 days, there's usually pretty obvious things I can do to mitigate the uncertainty of where I'm going next. As long as you always know what's up, what you can do, what you're capable of, it's hard to get worked up when you fully appreciate you're not an idiot.
The insecurity point seems to be the biggest plague of humanity. I see endless amounts of emotional stupidity and manipulation because of it, and especially not just what people do to themselves. I struggle to concieve of myself as insecure. When I was, it was from sheer lack of experience and knowledge. I thought it mattered what people thought. I thought there would be consequences. Sometimes, I don't think I'd mind going back there compared to the kind of freedom of not being self-depricatingly worried about stuff like that.
I agree that the best thing to do is talk. And if/when it's not working, at least you're turning to writing and putting it down somewhere to reflect on.