How did I end up here? Well, I cannot take how I feel anymore. So here is my background:
I am 25. I have always had anxiety because I worry about everything and become easily overwhelmed. I have an intense fear of death and dying, often I have panic attacks because my mind races. Since I was a little girl, I have had this fear and no one knows, except recently I told my boyfriend because he wanted to know what was wrong. I feel embarrassed to admit what I have been feeling going through because I have not encountered or known anyone else that is going through this.
I thought exposure to death and dying would help overcome my fear. For undergrad, I had an internship with a hospice organization. It was a very rewarding experience but I feel everything is catching up to me now. My Bachelors is in Social Work and I am going back to school in August for my Masters in Social Work.
It always is worse at night. I am feeling hopeless and overwhelmed with what I am feeling. I notice that I am becoming very withdrawn from my family and friends. I don't mean to but I just feel weird. I feel that I need to talk to a professional but I am scared. My boyfriend is supportive but I need something more
I hate the panic attacks. I hate worrying. I want to pull my hair out .....