At first glance reading the "ways to", and if it was a couple months ago, I would be fuming thinking "how could you". But you are right. I still talk about my anxiety though, but I don't see it as it beating me, I see it as "I see you there, but I'm not inviting you in. Knock on my window, annoy me, whatever, you are not welcome here". I have been doing extraordinary things I hadn't done in MONTHS! I couldn't even pick up a phone to call my sister, that's how bad it got. Now, when I feel the anxiety coming on, I go to the park to walk, or go inside a busy market, things I would avoid for about two years. It put a tremendous strain on my husband, having a full time job and basically caring for me as if I was a child. He was tired, developed more wrinkles (and he's only 45), and more grey hair. I saw the burden I was causing not only on him, but also my three children. They were stressed, scared, just down because mommy wasn't okay. Something flipped a switch in me and told myself, "Gabby, you must break out of this. You can't allow it to change you". I use to be an outgoing person, so it was a complete 180 from who I was about five years ago. In short, I've been putting myself out there to see for myself that I can overcome this, or at least manage it so I can live, period.
I took into mind something I heard Geert of ilovepanicattacks.com say. He said that there is a box holding the remedy to my problem, but that in that box, there was fire I had to reach through to find that remedy. Yes it'll hurt, but knowing the remedy is there, you'll reach your hand in there, no matter how bad it burns, to get to that remedy you need. Being that I would be in both physical and mental pain going out and doing things I hadn't done before, I took it very literal. And while I may not be cured yet, I feel much better now, mostly because I've taken it upon myself to change. I know it's easier said than done, but it kind of is. I was afraid I would die, yes die, if I left my house, now I go out and do it on my own! I get shaky and sweaty, but I'm doing it. I can go out and talk to people. While it drains me of my energy, it feels good to see myself trying to get better. It's a journey, but only YOU know how long it'll take until your destination. I still have ways to go, but I'm definitely not going to back-track. The scenery ahead looks very nice.
Good luck to all on the path to a better you.
Don't feel like you can't do it, YOU CAN! It just takes some work from you. :)