Hey :) I'm new to this forum and I just want to share my experience with my anxiety disorder.
It all started about a year ago. I was at college, it was the end of my first semester. (by the way sharing this makes me really nervous & uncomfortable) I had just finished finals and after having stayed up about 2 days straight from caffeine drinks and adderall pills i decided to go celebrate with my girlfriend by smoking a LOT of marijuana. I smoked about 4 or 5 times during the semester and I never had a problem except I'd get really paranoid. I ended up smoking at some dudes apartment that my girlfriend knows (turns out hes a drug dealer). About 15~ minutes after I start getting horrible feelings like i was gunna die and I felt like I wanted to RUN out of the apartment. My heart was beating so fast and my mind was racing. I also got feelings of unreality. When I finally got back to my place I was totally freaked I thought I was going crazy. My girlfriend held me and reassured me that I was okay. Eventually I calmed down and thought I said I was never going to smoke that much again. I didn't know that what I experienced was a panic attack.
About 2 weeks later I had another bad experience. I decided to smoke again but this time have less. I was in a very awkward social setting with a few guys I had just met that night. (Similar situation to the last experience). We started passing around some marijuana but I only had 2 hits. About 10 minutes later the same thing happened as before but it was 100 times worse!!! I SERIOUSLY thought I was going to die from overdose or I thought the drug was laced because my heart was beating so fast and my mind was racing. I also felt detached from reality. On the outside I appeared cool and tried to keep it together in front of the people i was smoking with. But inside I was a mess. After we were done smoking we all went to a fast food place and I still tried to keep it together. Eventually I HAD to excuse myself from the table and I sat outside trying to calm down but all i could think of was that i was going to die. I called my girlfriend to come get me. Eventually I got home (around 4am)... I couldn't sleep. I guess I became obsessed with the thought that i was going to die or go to the hospital or even go crazy. (Btw I know you can't die from an overdose of marijuana but I was doing other things like ephedrine and dip and i drank a lot of coffee so I was afraid that mixing those things together could cause a fatal mix).
Ever since that night I've had panic attacks whenever I leave my house or dorm. I'll start panicking when standing in line or exercising, or pumping gas...getting a haircut...stuck in traffic or anything social. My anxiety got so bad that I had to drop out of college. I lost all my friends but two good ones and I don't really do anything social. I'ts been a year since then and I've gotten a LOT better, for instance I can drive as long as there's no traffic. I can stand in line if i'm not feeling anxious prior to it. I can exercise for 30 minutes if i'm feeling energetic. BUT i still have some of the problems like going to a new restraunte with someone I don't feel safe with.
My psychologist says i have agoraphobia and anxiety disorder and a phobia of marijuana. I tend to avoid anything that has to do with drugs and I have stopped taking any drugs, tea, coffee, especially marijuana. I used to be afraid of even typing the word marijuana. I also noticed I'm a bit OCD...when i'm feeling really anxious I'll do things like hang up clothes, rearrange things in my room, wear certain clothes, or not wear certain clothes...wash my hands a lot...etc :)
I was on lexapro for 7 months, that made me feel more anxious, and I got mood swings and a long list of other side effects. I have 10 xanax pills but i've only used 1 (the night i left college) and im kind of scared of taking meds. My psychologist wants me to take zoloft, he says it would help my OCD and the fear associated with my anxiety but again I'm scared of taking meds.
...my life was great before this anxiety...but now I have to deal with this disorder and it SUCKS!
I really just want my old life back