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Originally Posted by anleja
Hehe, I did read somewhere that Buspar is also given to horses for anxiety. If it's good enough for Smarty Jones...
I just got back from the grocery store, and stated to get "that feeling" where I wanted to just say "screw the cereal aisle, I'm outta here" but the particular thought that helped me out was thinking of the people who responded to this thread... it made me feel like I wasn't alone in my "craziness," that was enough to get me through the trip. So, in addition to people giving their advice, I am also happy that there are people who can simply relate. Thanks, everyone.
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I know the feeling - after we bought our first house seven years ago I started having panic attacks, and ratbastid says (I don't remember this part, but it doesn't sound too unlikely) I would crawl on the floor of the house so people couldn't see me through the windows...I couldn't even go to the mailbox without having a panic attack. When I found out my aunt had had panic attacks at about the same age it made me feel so much more...well, not sane, but at least not alone. I was lucky I was able to make it through therapy without drugs, at least for about 5 years, but when depression hit, the meds really have taken the edge off so I've been able to unlearn most of those old habits of thought that are so ingrained (still working on a few of the stubborn ones). Be patient with yourself - it took years to build up those habits (and the brain circuitry associated with them) - it'll take some work to retrain your brain, literally. The meds will just help you keep those old pathways in your brain from being etched any deeper while you cut new pathways. Best of luck!