I've always been prone to a bit of worrying and OCD, but I had a serious anxiety episode in late 2008 after an incredibly stressful year of work. I was frequenting the various local hospitals in London two to three times a week with panic attacks - kept on thinking I was having a heart attack - and in the main my anxieties presented themselves at hypochondria.
I ended up quitting my job (was working 12-16 hours a day, going in every weekend, stressed as ****, etc.), moving back in with my folks and retreated from life for a few months. Things fluctuated - I had a terrifying attack of ectopic beats which lasted for almost a week - and I received next to no help from the local GPs; was advised to take citalopram and to join the 6 month wait for therapy. I couldn't wait that long, whilst also seeking advice and opinion on citalopram and other meds from friends who'd taken them.
I'm quite stubborn, to say the least, and decided that I needed to get myself out of this situation myself and to not rely on medication. I certainly have no issue with meds at all, and completely support the use of them in treating many psychological issues. However, I felt that if I was able to beat anxiety through my own course of action, then if I had an attack further down the line I would know that I had it within me to beat it again. If I failed with this approach, I could always fall back on medication and CBT.
I was very fortunate as I had as much time as I needed and a fair bit of savings, not to mention supportive parents. I spent a couple of months doing everything I possibly could to allay any fears I might have - went private to hypnotherapy, went on various fear of flying courses, saw cardiologists, urologists, neorologists, had blood tests, etc. Therapy and talking about my problems were probably the most important factor in my recovery. In the end I set myself a deadline to get everything ticked off the list, and then buggered off to another country for 6 months to test myself. Fortunately it largely worked. Of course I certainly still have moments, and daily OCD, but my hypochondria has dissipated and I generally have a differnt take on things now.
I ended up quitting my job (was working 12-16 hours a day, going in every weekend, stressed as ****, etc.), moving back in with my folks and retreated from life for a few months. Things fluctuated - I had a terrifying attack of ectopic beats which lasted for almost a week - and I received next to no help from the local GPs; was advised to take citalopram and to join the 6 month wait for therapy. I couldn't wait that long, whilst also seeking advice and opinion on citalopram and other meds from friends who'd taken them.
I'm quite stubborn, to say the least, and decided that I needed to get myself out of this situation myself and to not rely on medication. I certainly have no issue with meds at all, and completely support the use of them in treating many psychological issues. However, I felt that if I was able to beat anxiety through my own course of action, then if I had an attack further down the line I would know that I had it within me to beat it again. If I failed with this approach, I could always fall back on medication and CBT.
I was very fortunate as I had as much time as I needed and a fair bit of savings, not to mention supportive parents. I spent a couple of months doing everything I possibly could to allay any fears I might have - went private to hypnotherapy, went on various fear of flying courses, saw cardiologists, urologists, neorologists, had blood tests, etc. Therapy and talking about my problems were probably the most important factor in my recovery. In the end I set myself a deadline to get everything ticked off the list, and then buggered off to another country for 6 months to test myself. Fortunately it largely worked. Of course I certainly still have moments, and daily OCD, but my hypochondria has dissipated and I generally have a differnt take on things now.