Posted 10 July 2012 - 05:07 PM
Hi Marie, I am glad you have chosen to share with the world (This forum) you own unique problems.
To be honest, my first panic attacks were during my teenage years, where attack literally could be round any corner of my home town, I had to cross most of it with school being over in the rough area and my home in the opposite area. I would run home using anyone of 5 different routes. Being subject to bullying and physical violence during this time, left me battered and emotionally scarred for life. in my late teens (16-17) when i started to go out and drink, I would find myself in the nightclub behind the sofa's bawling my eyes out and rocking... at house parties, climbing the nearest tree with my chosen beverage and staying there.
Basically, I didnt really cope at all, and really didnt even realise what was happening to me, the way looking back I do today.
My eventual outlet was taking risks, joining the armed forces and trying every dangerous activity available to me, from sub aqua and fencing to boxing, climbing, potholing and mountain rescue. But again, this was not really a coping technique, because later in my life, everything unravelled.
There has only been two situations in my entire adult life where i found serenity and calm... wrapped up in a nappy, and clinging to a rock face.
I have now since been for CBT councilling, taken a MHFA (Mental Health First Aid) course and for the last two months have been volunteering on a NHS mental health ward, talking to the service users, discussing what things have helped me, and encouraging them to find similar creative persuits. Mine are poetry and painting. each allows me to get thoughts and feelings onto paper.
But it could be any form of creative expression, you mention cross stich, this is an excellent pass time to bring you a level of peace, it is quite a simple repeatitive action (Although the patterns themselves and the effects are not) and can be done will listening to misuc, the radio or the tv. Also you end up with stunning pieces of art.
As you may know, I have an undiagnosed condition (Cos the bastards wont tell me, and i dont have the money to find out) but from the several CPN (Community Psychiatric Nurse) it boarders between social anxiety/depression and PTSD. About 10 traumatic events (Some I mentioned above) have affected me and continue to do so even today.
Add to this other stress factors, such as work, bills, family problems, bullying etc and it doesnt take long for the cup to over flow. I find myself currently in one of the worst free falls into misery I have ever experienced with the loss of my mum on the 21st of June, complicated by my parents residing in france these past ten yrs. After a week of hurried arrangments over there I returned to face my 40th birthday a few days later knowing no card from my mum would be sitting on our door mat this year, and never will again.
However, I am at work, I have since been to the ward i volunteer on, and I am not falling apart as my wife expected. This is down to my CBT sessions, my enjoyment of creative things, the support of loved ones and my volunteering. I am messed up, there is no doubt, but i know I am, and i can see the symptoms, I allow them to run their course, knowing they will eventually pass, or become less frequent. I think more than anything, it is this self awearness that has helped. Once you understand a thing, and can recognise a thing, the thing does not hold you in its sway any longer. Yes I will have bad days, yes things constantly remind me of past issues, I understand this will happen and patiently await them to stop.
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Nappies, are my last, best hope!