Thanks to Wendy for giving me the opportunity to share my experience with panxiety on her blog. I decided to reblog it in case anyone reading my blog might find it of interest.
And thanks to Wendy for the wonderful introduction, too.
Today I’d like to introduce Lorraine of My Frilly Freudian Slip. Lorraine is a good friend of mine and the author of beautiful poetry and prose. You will find her writings at myfrillyfreudianslip.wordpress.com.
Lorraine is fighting Bipolar I and severe anxiety. They can’t find medications that work for her. Following you will read a first hand account of what it is like to live with “Panxiety”.
photo by Lorraine of My Frilly Freudian Slip
“Pounding heart. Constricted throat. Knotted stomach. Dread washes over me. A panxiety attack.
Coming, unbidden, from some where inside my mind; spilling into my consciousness and flooding my body with anxiousness.
Breathe in through nose to count of ten, fill lungs, feel belly lift. Hold. Breath out slowly to ten.
Drift – visualize place of calm. Walking on beach, tide tickling toes. Finding beach treasures: sea glass, sand dollar. Smell sea tang. Feel breeze…
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