Okay so I finally broke down Friday and made a Dr.'s Appointment. I go in Monday afternoon. I'm going to discuss different medications and something to help with anxiety. It's amazing how much anxiety can affect you. Sometimes doing the simplest things can be so hard and difficult. I'm already feeling a little better knowing that I'm going to the doctor and maybe can get some help. I'm actually excited about my Dr.'s Appointment,....silly I know, but I just want to feel better and life not to be soo hard.

Good for you, GM.

I found that the magic of medicine helped me during a rough time in my life. When I felt like there were 391,000 things to be upset/stressed/worried about, the meds helped me to see that there were really only like 3 or 4 things for me to focus on.

I hope you find something that helps you feel better.
Tiffany

Read your post I know how it is dealing with anxiety. It definitely complicates things. I worried ALL THE TIME. I am taking an antidepressant and it contains something for anxiety too and it has been a help. Good luck

Thank you both for your responses and support. Just making the appointment was a big step for me. For me I have some issues when I feel I'm not in control of a situation and for so long I feel like if I went on meds I was losing control. However I've finally beat it into my head that it's the opposite, I am taking control of my life! I get to where I have so much anxiety over making phone calls that I have to write things down first. I have to have a list of why I'm calling, what I need to say, and if it's something like making an appointment, I even write out my home number, and the day of the week I want in and the preferred time, call me nuts but it's hard to make a phone call without reassurence of knowing what I need to get accomplished with the call. It's just business like phone calls I have to do that though. Calling my sister or best friend, I have no trouble. haha it's just those dang blang strangers. Anyways, thanks again for the support.

Just an Update...I've been on my meds for 8 days now and it really seems to be working. I'm already feeling better about things and tonight I really enjoyed massaging like I haven't in soo long. Things are getting better and I'm feeling kinda happy.

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Originally posted by Gabriel's Mom:
Just an Update...I've been on my meds for 8 days now and it really seems to be working. I'm already feeling better about things and tonight I really enjoyed massaging like I haven't in soo long. Things are getting better and I'm feeling kinda happy.

Yay, G's Mom! I share your happiness for your improved state! God bless the people who invented medication, says I!
Tiffany

Oh and I just have to share, I'm just do damn happy! My meds are working and life is getting good. I actually feel like doing things. I don't know when I last felt so good. Work is going really well, I'm becoming a "successful" massage therapist. I'm working part time and now barely making less then my mom who works full time. And Gabe doesn't have to go into daycare and I love my job! My hard work at going to school and struggling might be paying off. Heck they might take us off of housing but hey that's okay.

Thanks KM. It's so nice to have friends on here I can share things with.

And if you want to find a massage therapist, I'd either ask around for a good recommendation of one....or I recommend finding someone that works at a gym. I'm not sure about up there and other gyms, but the gym I work at, you don't have to be a member of the gym to get a massage, it's a seperate *sp* thing. But a good massage therapist can definately help with your lower back pain.

Hi Gabriel

Great news...glad things are looking up for you. It is a good move you did.

A few years ago I did the same. I laugh at it now cause I didn't recognized I was depressed. I was in my doctor's office and he said "I think your depressed" , I got up and yelled" I AM NOT DEPRESSED AND I DON'T GET DEPRESSED"...then I sat down, and then bawled my eyes out. I couldn't stop crying. Then I said, ok, well..maybe I am then, but not really...I refused his meds and less than two weeks later I really broke down, and found myself emailing my doctor asking him to have the meds ready at teh pharmacy. I took them for a few months and it was the best thing I did for myself, enough to get my feet on the ground again.