emanresu
03-11-2012, 11:02 AM
Hello everyone,
I'm a new member to a forum which I wish I didn't have to sign up for (just like all of us). This is going to be very long but I hope you read it.
Here we go:
Up until I graduated from college, I've been a "normal" person. My senior year of college I had a job lined up for me when I got home in marketing and I was excited to finally graduate and move on. Unfortunately, I graduated at the worst time (in 2009) and my job became no longer available to me. I continued job searching anyway and didn't have any luck finding anything. Tension started to mount. At the time, my step-dad was looking for a new store to open and was working with a commercial real estate company. He told them I was looking for a job and they said they'd be happy to have me once I pass the real estate test. Real estate was something I never had any interest in and I was not excited to do it but my parents were pressuring me to do it and since I'm not one to turn down an opportunity either, I just decided to go with it. Also, the idea of working on strictly commission was not appealing to me at all due to its instability of when my next pay check is. But, I passed the test in the shortest amount of time since I was in a hurry to start working and began working in the city (a commute from Long Island which I was also not thrilled with).
Now, here is where my life changed forever. The day before I started working, it was my friend's birthday and we went to a hibachi place in the city. The whole time I was feeling anxious about working the next day since I was not excited at all. I kept thinking about the next day and I could feel the anxiety getting worse and worse. Also, since we were at this huge table, I was stuck in the middle surrounded by everyone and the heat from the grill was beginning to get overwhelming. It was like sucking all my oxygen it felt like. But I managed to finish my meal anyway. Then my friend was showing me funny videos on his phone and as we were laughing, my heart rate started to get faster and faster. I was starting to feel like I wanted to throw up and couldn't get out easily because so many people were sitting around me. That made things worse. Then I was at the point of absolutely going to throw up no matter how hard I tried not to and asked everyone to please move and I rushed right to the bathroom and threw up my entire 100+ dollar meal. I felt better after but was extremely petrified of what had just happened at dinner. I never experienced that before in my life. We went to a movie after and my anxiety started creeping back AGAIN. The entire movie, I felt a gagging sensation that I was trying to hold back. (This gagging sensation by the way is my only real physical anxiety symptom, but it's absolutely terrible because it inhibits me from being able to speak, laugh or do anything with verbal effort. It feels like a hair trigger).
As many of you know, the first panic attack creates a snowball effect of what-ifs and that's exactly what happened to me. I now associated the place I was going to work (the city) with anxiety. As well as restaurants. For 4 months, every day was a nightmare. I woke up every morning dry heaving in the shower until I puked out bile. This anxiety eventually spread to more and more social situations. I saw a psychiatrist and he prescribed lexapro and xanax, but I hated them, specifically the lexapro as I felt like a zombie and just stuck to xanax in the morning to help me get through the train ride. When I got to work everyday I would just sit at the desk till I calmed down and just tried to do a job I absolutely hated in hopes of closing a deal. The one major deal I was working on for those 4 months eventually fell through and that was it for me. I couldn't handle another second of working for nothing and never knowing when I would get paid (which I never did...I just wasted money on train tickets).
So that was the end of that chapter and like magic, I could feel my anxiety melt away (for the most part). I was still anxious about what was next and going to restaurants with my friends. I eventually found a new job in marketing and did very well in it and even got promoted. Things were going pretty well for me at this time, except for one thing. After leaving the real estate company, I was determined to make my life better. I had always wanted LASIK because I hated my contacts as they always made my eyes dry so I got LASIK to live a life without glasses and contacts. This procedure put me in the worst depression of my life. My day vision was amazing (20/15) but my night vision was terrible. I saw halos and starburts around light sources and my eyes were always so dry. I thought my life was over because I just ruined my most precious sense. Every single night my bad vision made me feel so sad because everything looked ugly. I couldn't enjoy movies anymore and driving was much more difficult. Luckily my case wasn't as severe as others and over time my night vision and dryness got better. It's still not where I wish it were but I've come to accept my new vision and hope that advancement in contacts will be made to correct my remaining problems.
Anyway, after working with my new marketing company for nearly 2 years, I was laid off and the hunt for a new job continued...I found another even better and closer to home marketing job and have been very happy there for almost 6 months now. But last week, my boss told me they want to move me to sales and I feel very scared and anxious to go back to an area I hate (involves everything I don't like: cold calling, speaking on the phone in front of people around me, traveling, presentations). I don't want to do that at all. I like where I'm at. But my boss said they feel I'll do better there and have an opportunity to make more money (which is obviously great). But every day I'm waking up with that feeling I had in real estate where my heart is pounding and I want to throw up. It's terrible. I'm still in marketing for another 2 weeks till we have a meeting about my new position. I don't want to leave my company because it's amazing there and the benefits and location and everything so I don't know what's going to happen. I hate job searching and interviewing and feeling insecure about my job security.
I plan to wait it out and see what the new position actually entails before making any decisions.
Do any of you get the same physical gagging sensation like I do? It causes me to do these weird head ticks as well...it's almost like I do them automatically to stretch out my neck or something to release tension in that area. My family has a history of anxiety. There's many more details that go in and out of this story but that's the core and would be very happy to hear some feedback. My goal is to go out every night like I used to without feeling like I want to throw up. I want to be able to speak and laugh normally without having to stop myself before I pull my "hair trigger." What can I do to get rid of that sensation? I chew gum, take a xanax (only when I feel I really need to) or suck on a mint. I find alcohol makes the sensation worse so I don't drink anymore.
Sorry this is so long. I know long stuff like this sucks to read. But if you made it this far, I thank you!
-Jared
I'm a new member to a forum which I wish I didn't have to sign up for (just like all of us). This is going to be very long but I hope you read it.
Here we go:
Up until I graduated from college, I've been a "normal" person. My senior year of college I had a job lined up for me when I got home in marketing and I was excited to finally graduate and move on. Unfortunately, I graduated at the worst time (in 2009) and my job became no longer available to me. I continued job searching anyway and didn't have any luck finding anything. Tension started to mount. At the time, my step-dad was looking for a new store to open and was working with a commercial real estate company. He told them I was looking for a job and they said they'd be happy to have me once I pass the real estate test. Real estate was something I never had any interest in and I was not excited to do it but my parents were pressuring me to do it and since I'm not one to turn down an opportunity either, I just decided to go with it. Also, the idea of working on strictly commission was not appealing to me at all due to its instability of when my next pay check is. But, I passed the test in the shortest amount of time since I was in a hurry to start working and began working in the city (a commute from Long Island which I was also not thrilled with).
Now, here is where my life changed forever. The day before I started working, it was my friend's birthday and we went to a hibachi place in the city. The whole time I was feeling anxious about working the next day since I was not excited at all. I kept thinking about the next day and I could feel the anxiety getting worse and worse. Also, since we were at this huge table, I was stuck in the middle surrounded by everyone and the heat from the grill was beginning to get overwhelming. It was like sucking all my oxygen it felt like. But I managed to finish my meal anyway. Then my friend was showing me funny videos on his phone and as we were laughing, my heart rate started to get faster and faster. I was starting to feel like I wanted to throw up and couldn't get out easily because so many people were sitting around me. That made things worse. Then I was at the point of absolutely going to throw up no matter how hard I tried not to and asked everyone to please move and I rushed right to the bathroom and threw up my entire 100+ dollar meal. I felt better after but was extremely petrified of what had just happened at dinner. I never experienced that before in my life. We went to a movie after and my anxiety started creeping back AGAIN. The entire movie, I felt a gagging sensation that I was trying to hold back. (This gagging sensation by the way is my only real physical anxiety symptom, but it's absolutely terrible because it inhibits me from being able to speak, laugh or do anything with verbal effort. It feels like a hair trigger).
As many of you know, the first panic attack creates a snowball effect of what-ifs and that's exactly what happened to me. I now associated the place I was going to work (the city) with anxiety. As well as restaurants. For 4 months, every day was a nightmare. I woke up every morning dry heaving in the shower until I puked out bile. This anxiety eventually spread to more and more social situations. I saw a psychiatrist and he prescribed lexapro and xanax, but I hated them, specifically the lexapro as I felt like a zombie and just stuck to xanax in the morning to help me get through the train ride. When I got to work everyday I would just sit at the desk till I calmed down and just tried to do a job I absolutely hated in hopes of closing a deal. The one major deal I was working on for those 4 months eventually fell through and that was it for me. I couldn't handle another second of working for nothing and never knowing when I would get paid (which I never did...I just wasted money on train tickets).
So that was the end of that chapter and like magic, I could feel my anxiety melt away (for the most part). I was still anxious about what was next and going to restaurants with my friends. I eventually found a new job in marketing and did very well in it and even got promoted. Things were going pretty well for me at this time, except for one thing. After leaving the real estate company, I was determined to make my life better. I had always wanted LASIK because I hated my contacts as they always made my eyes dry so I got LASIK to live a life without glasses and contacts. This procedure put me in the worst depression of my life. My day vision was amazing (20/15) but my night vision was terrible. I saw halos and starburts around light sources and my eyes were always so dry. I thought my life was over because I just ruined my most precious sense. Every single night my bad vision made me feel so sad because everything looked ugly. I couldn't enjoy movies anymore and driving was much more difficult. Luckily my case wasn't as severe as others and over time my night vision and dryness got better. It's still not where I wish it were but I've come to accept my new vision and hope that advancement in contacts will be made to correct my remaining problems.
Anyway, after working with my new marketing company for nearly 2 years, I was laid off and the hunt for a new job continued...I found another even better and closer to home marketing job and have been very happy there for almost 6 months now. But last week, my boss told me they want to move me to sales and I feel very scared and anxious to go back to an area I hate (involves everything I don't like: cold calling, speaking on the phone in front of people around me, traveling, presentations). I don't want to do that at all. I like where I'm at. But my boss said they feel I'll do better there and have an opportunity to make more money (which is obviously great). But every day I'm waking up with that feeling I had in real estate where my heart is pounding and I want to throw up. It's terrible. I'm still in marketing for another 2 weeks till we have a meeting about my new position. I don't want to leave my company because it's amazing there and the benefits and location and everything so I don't know what's going to happen. I hate job searching and interviewing and feeling insecure about my job security.
I plan to wait it out and see what the new position actually entails before making any decisions.
Do any of you get the same physical gagging sensation like I do? It causes me to do these weird head ticks as well...it's almost like I do them automatically to stretch out my neck or something to release tension in that area. My family has a history of anxiety. There's many more details that go in and out of this story but that's the core and would be very happy to hear some feedback. My goal is to go out every night like I used to without feeling like I want to throw up. I want to be able to speak and laugh normally without having to stop myself before I pull my "hair trigger." What can I do to get rid of that sensation? I chew gum, take a xanax (only when I feel I really need to) or suck on a mint. I find alcohol makes the sensation worse so I don't drink anymore.
Sorry this is so long. I know long stuff like this sucks to read. But if you made it this far, I thank you!
-Jared