Velvet
04-15-2015, 01:19 PM
Hey everyone, I'm new here and both my husband and I have anxiety and panic attacks. His is on a much higher level than mine, and slowly improving. My anxiety is mostly in large crowds, while his is everything he isn't used to.
When we first met, it was through Facebook. I was visiting England, alone and for the first time. To me, that is exhilarating. Anyway, I commented on a high school post about a snow day, and he replied to it. He said something extremely jerkish, so I thought "Oh, he's THAT kind of guy.. Well at least he's into MineCraft so I can get him to join my server." because of his profile picture. Obviously, he wasn't a jerk.
It turned out that he had anxiety and aspergers and ADHD and a bunch of other fun stuff. But instead of running in the opposite direction, like most women my age (19) would, my mothering instinct kicked in.
My husband was 31 years old, and he had been stuck in his father's house for eight years, after his mother died of cancer and his ex-wife left him shortly after. He thought he would probably never get over his anxiety, and he couldn't even walk around the block fully. (It's a very small block, about 6 houses long and two wide.)
Then I came along. Longer story slightly shortened, through a lot of pain and stress and perseverance, we started leaving the house after 7 months together. (Technically we had lstarted earlier, with short walks. First we went fully around the block over a few days, and eventually we walked to the nearby stop sign on the adjoining road.) It started with a trip in my car to get ice cream. Then a few hours passing out candy at my mothers house on Halloween. Then stay a night at my moms. Then a few nights. Eventually, after 10 months being together, we went on our first date with no problems. Dinner and a movie. Our one year anniversary was getting him a haircut for possibly the first time at a salon, going to a movie, having dinner, getting engaged, and seeing another movie. Lol.
Part of the reason I share all of this is to show you that it IS possible to slowly overcome your anxiety, with the right help and patience. Have a good day! :) <3
When we first met, it was through Facebook. I was visiting England, alone and for the first time. To me, that is exhilarating. Anyway, I commented on a high school post about a snow day, and he replied to it. He said something extremely jerkish, so I thought "Oh, he's THAT kind of guy.. Well at least he's into MineCraft so I can get him to join my server." because of his profile picture. Obviously, he wasn't a jerk.
It turned out that he had anxiety and aspergers and ADHD and a bunch of other fun stuff. But instead of running in the opposite direction, like most women my age (19) would, my mothering instinct kicked in.
My husband was 31 years old, and he had been stuck in his father's house for eight years, after his mother died of cancer and his ex-wife left him shortly after. He thought he would probably never get over his anxiety, and he couldn't even walk around the block fully. (It's a very small block, about 6 houses long and two wide.)
Then I came along. Longer story slightly shortened, through a lot of pain and stress and perseverance, we started leaving the house after 7 months together. (Technically we had lstarted earlier, with short walks. First we went fully around the block over a few days, and eventually we walked to the nearby stop sign on the adjoining road.) It started with a trip in my car to get ice cream. Then a few hours passing out candy at my mothers house on Halloween. Then stay a night at my moms. Then a few nights. Eventually, after 10 months being together, we went on our first date with no problems. Dinner and a movie. Our one year anniversary was getting him a haircut for possibly the first time at a salon, going to a movie, having dinner, getting engaged, and seeing another movie. Lol.
Part of the reason I share all of this is to show you that it IS possible to slowly overcome your anxiety, with the right help and patience. Have a good day! :) <3