The past few days have been really tough for some subconscious reason that is known only to my brain. I don’t have anxiety attacks as such – although I have had at least three debilitating anxiety attacks this past year. They are rare. Always precpitated by some external stressor that I have internalised and made bigger and badder than reality.
It is the chronic low level daily anxiety that causes me the most grief. I stress about things without knowing what I am stressing about. I can’t get to sleep easily at night. If I wake up during the night and become awake enough to start thinking then I am awake for the rest of the night. It is the pressure I feel underneath my sternum that is as if a heavy rock is on my chest and I just can’t get enough air. That particular one has been with me all day today.
Nothing I do seems to make a difference -although exercise does help.
Distraction from myself also helps – usually ends up costing me a lot though.
Perhaps I can go to rehab for my shopping addiction?