#WhatToDoWithAnxiety
-may 8th,2014-
By: B. Denean Ayers
If you've ever had an anxiety attack then turn understand the feeling of the room running out of air. Your heart pounds so fast you think it might actually burst up through your throat or right out of your chest. It's both scary and debilitating. I've personally been trying to out wit this intense over reaction to everyday life for nearly twenty years.
My sister asked me one day if I had ever tried just experiencing what was happening and let myself feel what ever I needed to feel. The idea was terrifying but I tried it and I learned two things. 1. That didn't work for me.... at all. And 2. Right before I get my attack I feel full of nervous energy. This made the experience very worth while. I still had my attack that day, but before it got out of hand I changed into my work out clothes and started running. I cried, I hurt, I felt like I might collapse, but I ran farther and longer than I ever did just working out. I ended up proud of myself. I didn't have the energy to be anxious or upset and the energy that I used running was super fuel for my determination. Has your mother ever told you shed give you a reason to cry? Well that's what I did; I gave my heart a reason to pound and my body a reason to ache, and I killed it.
I'm in no way saying that running is going to cure mine, or anyone's anxiety, or replace your medicine. What I am saying is that nervous energy is still energy and putting it to use can be helpful. I invite anyone who wants to try to hash tag #whattodowithanxiety and share what you did to curve those feelings into something pretty awesome.
My sister asked me one day if I had ever tried just experiencing what was happening and let myself feel what ever I needed to feel. The idea was terrifying but I tried it and I learned two things. 1. That didn't work for me.... at all. And 2. Right before I get my attack I feel full of nervous energy. This made the experience very worth while. I still had my attack that day, but before it got out of hand I changed into my work out clothes and started running. I cried, I hurt, I felt like I might collapse, but I ran farther and longer than I ever did just working out. I ended up proud of myself. I didn't have the energy to be anxious or upset and the energy that I used running was super fuel for my determination. Has your mother ever told you shed give you a reason to cry? Well that's what I did; I gave my heart a reason to pound and my body a reason to ache, and I killed it.
I'm in no way saying that running is going to cure mine, or anyone's anxiety, or replace your medicine. What I am saying is that nervous energy is still energy and putting it to use can be helpful. I invite anyone who wants to try to hash tag #whattodowithanxiety and share what you did to curve those feelings into something pretty awesome.
