Hi,
I'm new here. I've been dealing with anxiety issues for about 3 years now, but have only now decided to seek help. My anxiety is generally triggered by work, or before that, the job hunt - I feel nauseous and tense before work every time. I don't have any concrete worries about work, though. It's not as if I'm worried about not being able to do the job or being injured or anything. I often wake up early before going to work (which is at my college cafeteria) in order to vomit. Sometimes I force it, simply because it's a choice between vomiting and having my physical symptoms alleviated, or being nauseous all day at work, around lots and lots of food. As I've said, I've gone through this for 3 years and I've more or less learned to live with it, as much as it sucks.
Off and on during the past few years, I'll have a bout of anxiety that lasts a few months. These are generally triggered by girl/relationship issues. I know that some anxiety with such things is normal, but four months of anxiety after being rejected by a girl you took out once and didn't even care that much about is unreasonable. The same physical symptoms are present: nausea, trembling, tension, inability to concentrate, etc. The worst episode was actually the very first, before I knew what the problem was. All I knew was that I woke up every morning and threw up. I ended up losing 20 pounds in 3 months. I'm certain that it's anxiety, as opposed to just being bad at dealing with rejection, because the anxiety symptoms persist long after I've "gotten over" whatever the situation was. But eventually they fade, so I didn't really do anything. Until now.
I'm currently in a relationship with a girl whom I care more about than any one else I've ever met. Everything has gone fantastically well, and we're both very much in love and very happy. Early on in the relationship, we opened up about our past relationships. She told me about an incident that had happened (at that point) less than a month prior, before we started dating, or even hanging out together. Without going into too much detail, her ex-boyfriend (who had broken up with her out of nowhere because he couldn't handle the long distance, leaving the whole thing in sort of flux with no closure... a bad situation) had come to visit (he's friends with her older brother). Long story short, they ended up sneaking off to a nearby park, where they, well... got naked and made out. He tried to get her to have sex (they hadn't before), which she refused. She told me that immediately afterward, she wondered what the hell she had been thinking and was very, very happy that she had refused him, knowing she would have regretted it.
Obviously, when I first heard the story, I was upset. Not with her, just in general. I was confused, as well as simply distressed by the mental image of her with another guy. I felt sad that she had been in a situation like that, even though she willingly put herself in that place. I wondered if she was over him. Over time she more than proved that she is over him, and that she wants only to be with me, and I believe her absolutely. As she put it, she's been stupid and done stupid things, but she's done with that - she doesn't want to be stupid any more. I'm not worried about our relationship at all - it's extremely strong. I have, rationally, and emotionally, put it behind me.
Unfortunately, whatever portion of my mind that anxiety rules over won't let me move on. Ever since she told me what had happened, I've been prone to sudden onsets of distress - imagining that night, questioning the circumstances surrounding it, turning it over and over in my mind. There are other incidents she mentioned that sometimes crop up as well. It's like retroactive jealousy, and I would think that's all it was, but it's become near-constant and impossible to turn off. Also, it brings up the exact same physical symptoms as all of the other anxiety I've experienced. It's gotten to the point where what upsets me now is not so much what happened to her, but that my mind won't let it go. I can't see a picture of her in a park or hear about her in a park without my stomach immediately sinking, and feeling upset for at least a couple of hours. There doesn't even need to be a concrete trigger like that, it can strike completely randomly. It's not even worry, so much as the total inability to control my thoughts or put it out of my mind. It's like every channel on TV is suddenly playing the same movie you absolutely hate.
I've explained the situation to her, and she realizes that it's irrational worry, not some unconquerable jealousy or possessiveness that's causing these feelings. In fact, she's been incredibly supportive, especially for the past couple of weeks, in which the anxiety has gone from every couple of days for an hour or so to about half of my waking hours. It's frustrating for her to know that she is, more or less, the cause of all this pain, but she and I both believe that we can beat it or at least lessen it.
I finally decided to get help, because I refuse to let the anxiety keep me from being 110% happy with her. There's no reason I should feel sad when I think about her. I hadn't realized before this how much I was letting the anxiety rule my life. It's time for that to change. I went to the campus clinical and psychological services and set up an appointment with a therapist, but unfortunately they are booked and I won't be able to see anyone for a couple of weeks. But in the mean time I've started looking into self-help relaxation and meditation techniques. I want to beat this. I can beat this.
I guess I'm not really asking anything, I just needed to share my story. But if you have any advice or comments, I'd love to hear them. I'm glad a place like this exists.