onesickfish
03-15-2006, 04:41 AM
hello peeps. I'm 19 and female and from norfolk england and I don't know why i haven't saught out a forum like this before. I've had an anxiety disorder and suffered from panic attacks and depression for five years.
I can pin point the exact day that everything started, I was taking my SATS exams and I had my first panic attack. The experience was terrifying, nothing like that had ever happened to me, I was so easy going and confident, school had never phased me, I loved being sociable and enjoyed being centre of attention. As I walked into school I can remember thinking "I'm going to die". I called my mum who was understandably upset to have her daughter crying down the phone saying she was dying, (my god i'm such a drama queen). She picked me up straight away, and as soon as i got in her car I calmed down.
In retrospect I presume the episode was some kind of a breakdown, perhaps brought on by stress (I took my life far too seriously at 14!!) or by the mass amounts of junk food and alchohol I was consuming at the time (I know thats bad but i never considered drinking a problem because I was skinny,healthy,and full of energy)
Since then things only got worse, I've always been brought up with a 'deal with it' attitude. Hard on myself and everyone else. I booked an appointment with my doctor the same day. He gave me my first lot of medication - without asking questions or offering me strategies for coping or suggesting counselling.
No medication he put me on was strong enough though, and i kept going back to see him, asking for a higher dose. After a few months I had lost weight and my appearence had changed so much i didnt recognise myself when i looked in the mirror. I was getting depressed about not feeling able to go to school or see my friends or go anywhere. My doctor then perscribed me venaflaxine 150mg. Being on them was so strange, like being so sedated that you feel out of your own body. I had some other unpleasant side effects too like dizziness and nausea (the exact symptoms I panic over) I decided this probably wasnt normal and that i wanted to
get off them.
Woah was that a mistake, I only found out later that no one under 18 is supposed to be perscribed venaflaxine, and that 150mg was the strongest dosage for an adult with severe depression. It took me a long time to get of them, a lot of that time i spent in bed because i was so dizzy and off balance, i had some pretty strange withdrawl symptoms/side effects like a metallic taste in my mouth, stomach cramps, chills, and insomnia and the fatigue that comes with it. The biggest problem was the depression that it left me with. I did no revision for my GCSEs because i knew i wasn't going to be here to do them.
To cut a long story short (because this is already longer than most of my essays) The only thing that helped, was being refered to a cousellor, and later going to cognitive behavioural therapy.
I'm doing ok now, i have days when i'm on top of the world, and others when i dont want to ever get out of bed again. But i guess everyones like that right?? :unsure:
I can pin point the exact day that everything started, I was taking my SATS exams and I had my first panic attack. The experience was terrifying, nothing like that had ever happened to me, I was so easy going and confident, school had never phased me, I loved being sociable and enjoyed being centre of attention. As I walked into school I can remember thinking "I'm going to die". I called my mum who was understandably upset to have her daughter crying down the phone saying she was dying, (my god i'm such a drama queen). She picked me up straight away, and as soon as i got in her car I calmed down.
In retrospect I presume the episode was some kind of a breakdown, perhaps brought on by stress (I took my life far too seriously at 14!!) or by the mass amounts of junk food and alchohol I was consuming at the time (I know thats bad but i never considered drinking a problem because I was skinny,healthy,and full of energy)
Since then things only got worse, I've always been brought up with a 'deal with it' attitude. Hard on myself and everyone else. I booked an appointment with my doctor the same day. He gave me my first lot of medication - without asking questions or offering me strategies for coping or suggesting counselling.
No medication he put me on was strong enough though, and i kept going back to see him, asking for a higher dose. After a few months I had lost weight and my appearence had changed so much i didnt recognise myself when i looked in the mirror. I was getting depressed about not feeling able to go to school or see my friends or go anywhere. My doctor then perscribed me venaflaxine 150mg. Being on them was so strange, like being so sedated that you feel out of your own body. I had some other unpleasant side effects too like dizziness and nausea (the exact symptoms I panic over) I decided this probably wasnt normal and that i wanted to
get off them.
Woah was that a mistake, I only found out later that no one under 18 is supposed to be perscribed venaflaxine, and that 150mg was the strongest dosage for an adult with severe depression. It took me a long time to get of them, a lot of that time i spent in bed because i was so dizzy and off balance, i had some pretty strange withdrawl symptoms/side effects like a metallic taste in my mouth, stomach cramps, chills, and insomnia and the fatigue that comes with it. The biggest problem was the depression that it left me with. I did no revision for my GCSEs because i knew i wasn't going to be here to do them.
To cut a long story short (because this is already longer than most of my essays) The only thing that helped, was being refered to a cousellor, and later going to cognitive behavioural therapy.
I'm doing ok now, i have days when i'm on top of the world, and others when i dont want to ever get out of bed again. But i guess everyones like that right?? :unsure: