revwooster
08-09-2014, 09:41 AM
Hi. I am james. I am new to the boards. Thanks so much for sharing all of your stories and struggles.
By posting here, I am admitting to myself that I have some form of anxiety disorder. I was going to write out my story, but when I realized I was already on page 2 and hadn't yet begun to talk about what was currently going on, I decided against that.
I decided to post, because I feel the need to admit the cause of my anxiety. Honestly, I am embarrassed and ashamed of it. It feels so stupid, petty and insignificant. I know how irrational it is.
I stress out over the taste of water. I was traveling alone two years ago during a very stressful time in my life (new baby and problems at work). I ate at a restaurant and didn't like the water. For some reason, that caused my anxiety to spike significantly. I am not sure what I am afraid of or where this causes me an issue. But if the water tastes bad to me, it causes me to feel anxious. We've just recently moved to a new town where the water is really bad. We have put a filter on the kitchen faucet, but I worry about what to do if I am not at home.
There of course is more to the story (thus the novel I wrote but did not post earlier). I am well aware that the water is not going to harm me (unless maybe I lived in Toledo). But I can't help worry about it. And once I've begun to worry, the anxiety takes hold and becomes an all consuming thought. (There are of course other triggers, but this is the one that bothers me most)
I have contacted a counselor and am waiting to hear back and get something scheduled.
Okay, enough confession. . . . got to do some other things. . . .
James
By posting here, I am admitting to myself that I have some form of anxiety disorder. I was going to write out my story, but when I realized I was already on page 2 and hadn't yet begun to talk about what was currently going on, I decided against that.
I decided to post, because I feel the need to admit the cause of my anxiety. Honestly, I am embarrassed and ashamed of it. It feels so stupid, petty and insignificant. I know how irrational it is.
I stress out over the taste of water. I was traveling alone two years ago during a very stressful time in my life (new baby and problems at work). I ate at a restaurant and didn't like the water. For some reason, that caused my anxiety to spike significantly. I am not sure what I am afraid of or where this causes me an issue. But if the water tastes bad to me, it causes me to feel anxious. We've just recently moved to a new town where the water is really bad. We have put a filter on the kitchen faucet, but I worry about what to do if I am not at home.
There of course is more to the story (thus the novel I wrote but did not post earlier). I am well aware that the water is not going to harm me (unless maybe I lived in Toledo). But I can't help worry about it. And once I've begun to worry, the anxiety takes hold and becomes an all consuming thought. (There are of course other triggers, but this is the one that bothers me most)
I have contacted a counselor and am waiting to hear back and get something scheduled.
Okay, enough confession. . . . got to do some other things. . . .
James