Even the tiniest baby steps can keep that dreaded circle of safety from closing in on you.
That’s where I gave up. If I couldn’t even check the mail without Xanax, I couldn’t survive day-to-day life with a fetus swimming around in my uterus. Would it drown in my adrenaline?
Elementary school math: you start with the basics, and only challenge yourself further once you’ve mastered a level. Addition, subtraction, multiplication, division. Why should approaching anxiety and phobias be any different?
Alcohol makes me nauseous. Nausea makes me panicky. Am I simply making a logical choice, or am I making an emotional one?
I’m dumping out my “nausea bag” for the world. Here are six more of my remedies for anxiety-related nausea.
We collapsed the camping tent and, immediately, my symbolic safe space had been rolled up into a bag. Enter the nausea.
I’m deathly afraid of the stomach virus to the point where I have a legitimate phobia of throwing up. Believe it or not, this fear is incredibly common, and it has a name: emetophobia.
The mall wasn’t open yet and the door was still locked. Laughing, I realized that I’d never had this problem before. I’m never early for anything.
“If you don’t like Celexa, you don’t have to continue taking it,” my doctor said. Yeah, I thought. I’ve heard that story before.
“I think you’d feel much better if you tried some medication other than Xanax,” he said. His concern was genuine. “Instead of treating your panic as it happens, we should try to prevent it.”