Social Anxiety Support Forum banner

1 - 20 of 24 Posts

·
Registered
Joined
·
26 Posts
Discussion Starter #1
Obviously the title is a form of sarcasm. I have a text-book case of Agoraphobia. On a scale from 1-10 I would rate my agoraphobia as a 9.5. I hardly leave the house, I am almost incapable of holding a job, I can't go through a day of school without having a panic attack, and I haven't been out to a eat with friends in 4 years (that's a long time for a teenager!)

Anyway, I was wondering if anyone else has agoraphobia or if anyone knows about it and would be willing to talk.

General Definition: Agoraphobia is the fear of being in a situation where one might experience anxiety or panic and where escape from the situation might be difficult or embarrassing. People with agoraphobia may feel anxious about such things as loss of bladder or bowel control or choking on food in the presence of others. They also might feel anxious about being home alone, leaving home, or being in a crowded place, such as on public transportation or in an elevator, where it might be difficult or embarrassing to find a way out. To avoid the anxiety associated with these situations they refrain from putting themselves into such situations.
The severity of agoraphobia is quite variable. Some people with agoraphobia live essentially normal lives as they avoid potentially anxiety-provoking situations. However, in severe cases of agoraphobia, people are homebound. These people work very hard to avoid any and all situations that might cause them to become anxious.
 

·
Registered
Joined
·
289 Posts
I have been diagnosed with severe agoraphobia. For me it is just knowing everything that triggers me and keeping it as far away as possible. Right now I don't really leave my house that often. When I do, I am not alone. However, when I have been in situations where I must go out alone, I have certain routines I follow, things I do, that keep my from getting too anxious.

I can, for example, go on the subway alone, but it makes me very anxious until I get used to a certain route at a certain time of day. If any of that changes, I would have a very hard time and may have a panic attack-- so, I just do my best to keep everything in my routine. I do remember times where for one reason or another I broke my routine slightly, and in my panic, got on the wrong train. I had to get off several stops down (so no one would know how stupid I was), sit down for awhile like i was calling someone, then switch trains before I could go home. All so nobody could see the mistake I made!

As with most SA'ers though, I do have days where i don't seem to have as much trouble, and those days I tend to be able to go out of my routines easier, but they aren't frequent enough to ever depend on them.
 

·
Banned
Joined
·
87 Posts
I live a rather nocturnal life, I have no friends, I have no job because I fear people will want to befriend me, I hate talking to strangers which is why I avoid going anywhere and I drop courses that require speaking in front of a class or participating in group activities, when I go to college once classes are finished I drive straight back to my home, once the semester is over I spend most vacations indoors and I refuse to go out with my family because they have very spontaneous ideas of going to random places, what keeps me sane? My cat is like a child and follows me everywhere I go and I like taking long walks at early hours of the morning.
 

·
Registered
Joined
·
3,428 Posts
In the past 3 weeks, I left my house twice. I feel so stupid about it since it should be so easy. I ask myself What is so scary about going outside? I just feel fear. I don't know why it's just there. Today I was standing on my deck and the wind was blowing. Since, I've barely been outside it was pretty amazing to feel the wind blowing. I've been staying up til 5am just to sleep the day away. Then I'm sad and angry for doing this to myself. Life should be more than this. Grrrrr!
 

·
Banned
Joined
·
115 Posts
I have agoraphobia as well. I used to sit in my house and watch tv for at least 13-14 hours per day. I would just stay in my room all day and all night but I was also depressed so that probably contributed to it as well.

Funnily enough, my main fear is of experiencing intense social anxiety that I cant escape rather then a fear of having a panic attack. I suspect that this is probably because it takes a lot to give me a full blown panic attack.

I take Xanax and it helps my SA, Agoraphobia, and panic attacks immensely. So does Celexa.
 

·
Banned
Joined
·
1,375 Posts
Definitely agoraphobic. I spend 90% of my day/night in my bedroom. I leave my bedroom to use the bathroom and eat, I leave my apartment to check the mail, smoke weed on my porch, walk to the store, or go grocery shopping. The store is 2 blocks away, really close, and I've went there two times in the 2 weeks that I have been living here. I go grocery shopping with my mom or my sister, and that only happens once a week. So I leave my apartment maybe 2 or 3 times a week, for between 10 minutes and 1 hour.
 

·
Registered
Joined
·
19 Posts
my agoraphobia is caused by the feeling that everyone sees me as a person with sa which im learning it is stupid because no one really knows if you have sa or not so its going away, and me getting over my sa is helping alot also
 

·
blessed with lucky sevens
Joined
·
840 Posts
I watched 'Yes Man' the movie yesterday and I wish I could be like him and say yes to heaps of stuff that I normally wouldn't say yes to.

Our lives are going to be pretty s**t if we just stay at home and do nothing wild.
 

·
Banned
Joined
·
1,375 Posts
pokeherpro
Weed is the worst for someone with sa it will make your sa a hundred times worse and i say that out of experience you become more self concious
Well I smoke weed alone and it's for depression. I am still anxious and self-aware when I'm high, but at least when I am, I am good at convincing myself that it's just the weed causing the anxiety. I'm actually much more talkative, it helps my thoughts flow from my brain through my mouth much easier. I freak out when I'm stoned talking to another person who isn't stoned. But when I'm alone, I'm about 100 times happier when I'm high than when I'm sober. So the trade off is very worth it.
 

·
Registered
Joined
·
7 Posts
Down the rabbit hole and back again w/Agoraphobia & SA.

I have had SA and Agoraphobia for many years. I spent most of my early twenties unable to leave the house at all. I didn't go out except for doctors appointments, which my Mom escorted me to. I couldn't even get the mail. I was so depressed that I had all but given up on everything in my life.

My Mom was so worried to leave me alone because I was so depressed and all I talked about was dying. Shortly before Christmas in 1998 she convinced me to get out with her on an "special errand". It took her 2 hours to convince me to go. We took a car ride to a local pet shelter and it was there that I adopted my dog Bella. She was a black Labrador Retriever and with her I stood alone outside for the first time in almost 3 years. Mind you it was directly in front of the house, but it was huge for me. I remember that it was cold but sunny out and that I cried.

I loved my dog and she loved me. We lived in an apartment back then and the Bella had to be walked. I made up my mind that I would take on the challenge. At first I was only able to take her right out front, but as time went on I got further and further. I will admit that I walked her mostly in the middle of the night (when no one was around, a hard feat when you live in Brooklyn). With Bella I was able to push myself and for her I made myself get better.

It took me a year to get to the point where I could go on my own to a doctor and help myself. I joined a group and learned some skills, and that helped me for a while, too. Over time I got better and better. I got my own apartment, lost a lot of weight, began to work and get my life together. My parents bought a house last spring, and I helped them to do it. My life was going well, but my dog got old, and became ill with liver cancer.

Bella died this past February, and now I am slipping. I have trouble doing anything. I am able to make it to work most days but it is getting harder to push past the anxiety and show up everyday. I am still able to drive and do my grocery shopping, but going for a walk, or pushing to do other errands is bringing back my anxiety terribly. I cannot get another dog, it's just too hard. I live with my parents in a mother/daughter house now and they don't want me to get another dog because it is hard for them to have a dog around as my mother is ill. Not to mention that I am not home during the day anymore, I was on disability when I got Bella and home all day, now I work full time.

My social anxiety is also getting worse. I have been at the same job for 4 years now and I was starting to make friends, but, now I find myself retreating and isolating myself. It is straining things with my family too. My Mom is worried about me and I hate to stress her.

I do have a therapist. She recently had a grand-mal seizure and had to have a benign tumor removed from her brain. The seizure caused her to dislocate both of her shoulders and caused fractures in both her arms. So it will be 2 more months till she is well enough to see patients again. She hopes.

In addition to all of this I gained weight when my dog became ill. When she stopped being able to go for walks it seems so did I. My weight gain has taken me from pre-diabetic to diabetic. My doctor told me that I need to exercise, he recommends walking (especially as I have other health issues), but, I find that even though I want to walk I can't. My SA prevents me from being able to go to a gym or join a walking group and I feel stuck.

Does anyone have any ideas for what I can do to help myself besides getting another dog?

***Any advice or humor is appreciated!
 

·
Registered
Joined
·
9 Posts
I have had SA and Agoraphobia for many years. I spent most of my early twenties unable to leave the house at all. I didn't go out except for doctors appointments, which my Mom escorted me to. I couldn't even get the mail. I was so depressed that I had all but given up on everything in my life.

My Mom was so worried to leave me alone because I was so depressed and all I talked about was dying. Shortly before Christmas in 1998 she convinced me to get out with her on an "special errand". It took her 2 hours to convince me to go. We took a car ride to a local pet shelter and it was there that I adopted my dog Bella. She was a black Labrador Retriever and with her I stood alone outside for the first time in almost 3 years. Mind you it was directly in front of the house, but it was huge for me. I remember that it was cold but sunny out and that I cried.

I loved my dog and she loved me. We lived in an apartment back then and the Bella had to be walked. I made up my mind that I would take on the challenge. At first I was only able to take her right out front, but as time went on I got further and further. I will admit that I walked her mostly in the middle of the night (when no one was around, a hard feat when you live in Brooklyn). With Bella I was able to push myself and for her I made myself get better.

It took me a year to get to the point where I could go on my own to a doctor and help myself. I joined a group and learned some skills, and that helped me for a while, too. Over time I got better and better. I got my own apartment, lost a lot of weight, began to work and get my life together. My parents bought a house last spring, and I helped them to do it. My life was going well, but my dog got old, and became ill with liver cancer.

Bella died this past February, and now I am slipping. I have trouble doing anything. I am able to make it to work most days but it is getting harder to push past the anxiety and show up everyday. I am still able to drive and do my grocery shopping, but going for a walk, or pushing to do other errands is bringing back my anxiety terribly. I cannot get another dog, it's just too hard. I live with my parents in a mother/daughter house now and they don't want me to get another dog because it is hard for them to have a dog around as my mother is ill. Not to mention that I am not home during the day anymore, I was on disability when I got Bella and home all day, now I work full time.

My social anxiety is also getting worse. I have been at the same job for 4 years now and I was starting to make friends, but, now I find myself retreating and isolating myself. It is straining things with my family too. My Mom is worried about me and I hate to stress her.

I do have a therapist. She recently had a grand-mal seizure and had to have a benign tumor removed from her brain. The seizure caused her to dislocate both of her shoulders and caused fractures in both her arms. So it will be 2 more months till she is well enough to see patients again. She hopes.

In addition to all of this I gained weight when my dog became ill. When she stopped being able to go for walks it seems so did I. My weight gain has taken me from pre-diabetic to diabetic. My doctor told me that I need to exercise, he recommends walking (especially as I have other health issues), but, I find that even though I want to walk I can't. My SA prevents me from being able to go to a gym or join a walking group and I feel stuck.

Does anyone have any ideas for what I can do to help myself besides getting another dog?

***Any advice or humor is appreciated!
Reading that really struck a chord with me, I wish I could offer some helpful advice but I'm only just started on the road to recovery myself.

I know what the mean on the exercise front, I used to cycle to the train station which really made me feel better but I can't do that now winter has hit and it's too cold. It was alright when exercise was part of my day but now it's not, working up the motivation is pretty hard.

Perhaps you could invest in some home gym equipment (stepper, elliptical trainer) or WII fit?


It's hard for me to accept that people suffer worse from these things than me. I always think to myself "But nobody else I know has this, I've never met anyone else with the problem" and "I want to hear someone else say it to my face they have the same problem as me" just so I know they are there - Do you know what I mean? Although of course that's just crazy, because obviously two people with agoraphobia or SAD are very unlikely to meet of course!

Everyone else just seems to be able to get on with their life and not worry about these things - To swap with one of these carefree people for a week would be like a dream.


Stories like yours are very interesting to me, they help show me that there are people out there suffering the same problems. I'm not the best person to offer advice on this kind of thing (as I suffer terribly myself) but for what it's worth - Hang in there.
 

·
Registered
Joined
·
7 Posts
Rabbits

Everyone else just seems to be able to get on with their life and not worry about these things - To swap with one of these carefree people for a week would be like a dream.

I know exactly what you mean.

~~~~~

On the exercise front: I do have a very good treadmill. The problem is that it is in the basement of the house. There is a mold issue in the basement and it makes my asthma bad if I spend a lot of time down there. I have been fighting with my parents to put it up stairs where I am on the 2nd floor. My step-dad refuses to let me have it up there. He thinks it is too heavy or will make a lot of noise. I can't just carry it up myself because it weighs too much. I would have to have a lot of time alone to do it. I have no one who can help me bring it up the stairs. My sister suggested that I hire someone to help me bring it up, but, with the SA I don't think I could.

My step-dad thinks I should "just go out for a walk outside", YEAH RIGHT!
if I could go for a walk outside.....Grrr.

My mom keeps offering to "go for a walk together", which she is never up for, she's always too tired (she has cancer, so I don't blame her.) But, she refuses to put her foot down on this issue and tell him that I really need it. And, yes that would get the treadmill put upstairs, She says she is not up to fighting about it. I wonder of I had cancer instead of SA & Agoraphobia maybe someone would respect me when I say I'm not up to it? Just a thought....

As for my sister, she is clueless too. My step dad is a semi-retired house painter, so I can never be sure when he has a job and is going to be working. He would kick someone out of the house or not let them in. So I would have to schedule this person at a time when neither he nor my mother is home, a near impossible feat. If I knew a friend who could do me the favor that would be different, but unfortunately there isn't anyone. Plus, last I checked there are no parachuting schools near by so I don't think there is a chance that anyone is going to fall from the sky and come to my aide. When I explained the situation to my sister she said...why don't you just buy a new one and have it delivered......It took a lot of restraint not to tell her "my money tree only blooms in alternate years and this isn't one of them" or something much nastier.

When you have never suffered it is not easy to see the pain of others. I get that. I also get that I am going to have to gear up and eventually have a big fight about this. The problem is my step-dad can be vindictive and if I really make a problem, my treadmill will disappear from the basement never to be seen again. The only silver lining I have is that I am pretty strong and I might be able to move the treadmill with enough time and patience. :tiptoe That and my step dad goes in for knee surgery soon and it will provide me with a window to get the treadmill up the stairs for a while and he won't be able to get it down. Hopefully long enough for him to forget about it being there.

:evil
~~~~~

On a more positive note I have been looking onto the Wii since you suggested it. I might be able to get a good deal on one now with the holidays and all that. I want to thank you for the suggestion. I never even thought of something like that. I have a PS2 but I never really played it, more of a computer gamer, myself I play WoW to pass the time.

~~~~~~~~

Now about that life-swapping thing. I would love to be so carefree, but then I think... what if I didn't have this, would I be the person I am? I have to admit that I think about that a lot. I am not sure if I would permanently swap lives to be so carefree, then again I wonder if I'm right to get so angry at these people who don't get it; when I sometimes wish that I was one of them. Much of my SA anxiety comes from anger I find. I try to keep it in check but, then it pops up like a lava geyser some days. So I just go lay on my bed and try to mentally shut out the world until I feel better. BUT, big BUTT here...if I could swap for just one week... definitely!!!! No doubt about it! Who on this list wouldn't!
:banana

As for meeting others, I haven't met any other Agoraphobics, functional or not in a very long time. And even then I have only met one person, I met him a few times at the thyroid clinic I used to go to. We talked a few times, but, just in passing. I wonder if he is doing alright. I always thought that my paternal grandmother might have suffered from it too, but I was never sure. If there were others in my area I would definitely try to meet them.

I looked into volunteering with others who have agoraphobia because I can get out (limitedly), but, I came up with nothing. There used to be an SA support group in Manhattan, but, I can't do the city, too many people and crowds and noise and.....breath....just breath.:eek:

If anyone knows of a group or a support on Long Island I would love to know about it.Till then I am glad I found this place online. :heart
 

·
Banned
Joined
·
648 Posts
Yep I have agoraphobia (spelling?) as a result of SA. One thing might work, if you just go outside for five minites, or walk to an empty park, or up a hill, somewhere that people wont be. It may be stresful at first, but do it as much as you can. I've been indoors for........a couple of weeks, in this stretch that is.-i wouldn't say I got it severe tho.
 

·
Registered
Joined
·
9 Posts
I know exactly what you mean.

~~~~~

On the exercise front: I do have a very good treadmill. The problem is that it is in the basement of the house. There is a mold issue in the basement and it makes my asthma bad if I spend a lot of time down there. I have been fighting with my parents to put it up stairs where I am on the 2nd floor. My step-dad refuses to let me have it up there. He thinks it is too heavy or will make a lot of noise. I can't just carry it up myself because it weighs too much. I would have to have a lot of time alone to do it. I have no one who can help me bring it up the stairs. My sister suggested that I hire someone to help me bring it up, but, with the SA I don't think I could.
Can't your sister give you a hand with it?

My step-dad thinks I should "just go out for a walk outside", YEAH RIGHT!
if I could go for a walk outside.....Grrr.

My mom keeps offering to "go for a walk together", which she is never up for, she's always too tired (she has cancer, so I don't blame her.) But, she refuses to put her foot down on this issue and tell him that I really need it. And, yes that would get the treadmill put upstairs, She says she is not up to fighting about it. I wonder of I had cancer instead of SA & Agoraphobia maybe someone would respect me when I say I'm not up to it? Just a thought....
Yes that's a tricky situation. In the absence of the treadmill, just do whatever you can. Stairs? You can just go up and down them until you get tired.

As for my sister, she is clueless too. My step dad is a semi-retired house painter, so I can never be sure when he has a job and is going to be working. He would kick someone out of the house or not let them in. So I would have to schedule this person at a time when neither he nor my mother is home, a near impossible feat. If I knew a friend who could do me the favor that would be different, but unfortunately there isn't anyone. Plus, last I checked there are no parachuting schools near by so I don't think there is a chance that anyone is going to fall from the sky and come to my aide. When I explained the situation to my sister she said...why don't you just buy a new one and have it delivered......It took a lot of restraint not to tell her "my money tree only blooms in alternate years and this isn't one of them" or something much nastier.
Yer, maybe leave that one for now

When you have never suffered it is not easy to see the pain of others. I get that. I also get that I am going to have to gear up and eventually have a big fight about this. The problem is my step-dad can be vindictive and if I really make a problem, my treadmill will disappear from the basement never to be seen again. The only silver lining I have is that I am pretty strong and I might be able to move the treadmill with enough time and patience. :tiptoe That and my step dad goes in for knee surgery soon and it will provide me with a window to get the treadmill up the stairs for a while and he won't be able to get it down. Hopefully long enough for him to forget about it being there.

:evil
~~~~~

On a more positive note I have been looking onto the Wii since you suggested it. I might be able to get a good deal on one now with the holidays and all that. I want to thank you for the suggestion. I never even thought of something like that. I have a PS2 but I never really played it, more of a computer gamer, myself I play WoW to pass the time.
Sounds good, it's a cheap(ish) way to do it I think.

~~~~~~~~

Now about that life-swapping thing. I would love to be so carefree, but then I think... what if I didn't have this, would I be the person I am? I have to admit that I think about that a lot. I am not sure if I would permanently swap lives to be so carefree, then again I wonder if I'm right to get so angry at these people who don't get it; when I sometimes wish that I was one of them. Much of my SA anxiety comes from anger I find. I try to keep it in check but, then it pops up like a lava geyser some days. So I just go lay on my bed and try to mentally shut out the world until I feel better. BUT, big BUTT here...if I could swap for just one week... definitely!!!! No doubt about it! Who on this list wouldn't!
:banana
Yep, me too. Just to shake it for a little while would be good, and go out and party without a care. But you're right, to swap forever, well then I'd not be me.

As for meeting others, I haven't met any other Agoraphobics, functional or not in a very long time. And even then I have only met one person, I met him a few times at the thyroid clinic I used to go to. We talked a few times, but, just in passing. I wonder if he is doing alright. I always thought that my paternal grandmother might have suffered from it too, but I was never sure. If there were others in my area I would definitely try to meet them.
I can't say I've ever met one in person. I haven't seen it in my family although insomnia does appear quite a lot, could be a milder form of it.

I looked into volunteering with others who have agoraphobia because I can get out (limitedly), but, I came up with nothing. There used to be an SA support group in Manhattan, but, I can't do the city, too many people and crowds and noise and.....breath....just breath.:eek:

If anyone knows of a group or a support on Long Island I would love to know about it.Till then I am glad I found this place online. :heart
Yer, Manhattan isn't the greates place for that kind of thing! Although I guess there's no point them putting it too far away from where people can get to it, adding more travel time. Not that I'm a New Yorker.
 

·
SAS Nonmember
Joined
·
148 Posts
I've often wondered if I have a minor form of it. A lot of the definitions seem to center around panic attacks and worrying about having them and not wanting to go places alone, none of which applies to me, but...

When I feel ill I don't want to be out in public anywhere, I want to be home (which I think is a fairly reasonable outlook...), preferably alone so I don't have to worry about interacting with someone, or them being in the bathroom when I want to use it, or some such. And when I get nervous, I start to feel ill. So I don't like being "stuck" places where I can't go home immediately if I wanted to, and a lot of times being in such a situation and worrying that I'll start to get nervous (or even saying, gee it's a good thing I'm not nervous right now!) will actually make me start to get nervous. And then I'm stuck and I can't go home and it makes me more nervous because now what am I supposed to do?

It was really bad about 2 years ago when I had to spend 3 hours a day commuting on busy highways, I kept on getting stuck in traffic in various places and the minute I realized I couldn't get off the highway right now if I wanted to, I'd want to. It sort of spilled over into other areas of my life where for a few months I couldn't go anywhere without wanting to go back home immediately. It was always worse when I was actually with other people, because the decision to leave didn't rest solely with me and simply being with another person who didn't intend to leave was a way of trapping myself. It got a lot better once I moved closer to work but still hasn't gone away completely, and I have no idea what started it in the first place.
 

·
Registered
Joined
·
7 Posts
To answer an few comments:

My911GT2993:

I used to go out and walk before Bella passed away. Just the sheer number of times a day that we went out and the blocks I needed to go for a thorough walk kept me active and from gaining weight. Currently it's more then I can take to walk for exercise. I get out most everyday though when I go to work. The problem is I need to walk not for my anxiety, but to lose weight & manage my diabetes. In Vivos are not really good for that. I have tried to walk in an area near work where I am more secure but I can't get anywhere near getting my heart rate up while I fight my anxiety. I want to to work up a sweat, not just break out in a cold one. LOL. ;)

~~~

longtermanx:

My sister has a bad back & an expensive manicure...that's why she can't help me carry it up. Also, like most people she doesn't get why it's an issue for me. My sister is my complete opposite, she gets nervous if there aren't people around and lots going on. :sus

I too have insomnia, I always thought it was the anxiety that caused me to not sleep. But I found out by keeping a sleep journal with one of my doctors that even at my best with sleep I only got 3-5 hours on average. But, I would occasionally have a bout of hypo-somnia and sleep about 30 hours over 2 days. This is attributed to a circadian rhythm disorder. It is common in people who have endocrine disturbances to also have a circadian rhythm disorder. The world at large works in a 24 hour cycle - but, some of us don't work that way. In fact there are a few studies on the idea that being on a bad schedule can impair immune function @ the Cleveland Clinic. The most well known is the one done on night-workers.
Try keeping a sleep journal if you can.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I've often wondered if I have a minor form of it. A lot of the definitions seem to center around panic attacks and worrying about having them and not wanting to go places alone, none of which applies to me, but...

When I feel ill I don't want to be out in public anywhere, I want to be home

~~~

This sounds like how it started for me, I still don't go out with people unless I know I can trust them to let me go home if I need to. I work less then 6 miles from home and I drive there on side streets (there is no highway that runs there anyway.) I had IBD for years (it went away when I got my thyroid under control) So I understand about the bathroom thing.

~

You also said in your post that you "have no idea what started it in the first place". I don't think there is a cause. Personally, I always got nervous around people as a kid. My family and teachers just said that I was "shy". My mother had to force me to go out and play as a kid (& I always found a way to sneak back into the house or a hideout where it was quiet & I was alone to read) But, the agoraphobia didn't bloom until I became very ill.

I maintain that the agoraphobia wasn't a life altering issue until I became too ill to trust myself and I became fearful of being out of my comfort zone. I avoided being out or going places if it would be hard for me to get home before I got sick in public. I avoided and dropped most of my friends and acquaintances rather then explain it or have them keep me from going home. Between shame and being actually sick I withdrew more and more until I couldn't leave the house. I only went out with my Mom because she knew what was up and would take me straight home and act as a shield between me and anyone else who might ask questions. She was my "out" to just go straight back home.The pushing to go out and do eventually gave me panic attacks. The "Totally Freaking Out Thing" as my sister so aptly called it was what my doctors all wanted to work on first. Why? It's treatable and masks underlying illness.

Maybe because the doctors usually don't see agoraphobia often & when they do it's outside the patient's the comfort zone they think it is the panic attacks that cause the phobia. I believe it to be the other way around.

You know - There is proof that almost all psychiatry is based on hearsay.... :doh

...by that logic most of the doctors who post about it are working from secondary knowledge. :clap
LOL!

My advice to you is this:

First thing; is treat you illness more aggressively and if you aren't feeling better, find a better doctor. Check your thyroid levels as there is a strong link between agoraphobia & thyroid disorder.

Find what sets you off and what doesn't, get a therapist who does CBT or who will work with you actively & not just ask you "and how did/does that make you feel". Then start to fight it. If you keep fighting it does get better. It's when you get comfortable again and you stop fight it on a daily basis that you start to slide and it starts to come back.

The one thing I have found is that this is never over. There is no cure. You can get better, but it never goes away. You have to keep fighting it. :duel

My big problem is that I lost my therapy partner. My dog did In Vivos with me 3x everyday for years. I was able to push passed my fear for her and face it. We went for walks and if I didn't go out with her she pooped on the floor. It wasn't the poop that made me go out, it was how upset and ashamed she acted after she did it. I knew just how she felt. My SA makes me feel horribly ashamed all the time. If I do something that some one else criticizes, even when I am justified in what ever it is that is happened; I wish I could just disappear or become invisible. I faced my fear for her. But, really, we helped each other. Now I need to face my fear by myself and I am having trouble. Talking to you guys makes me feel less alone. Knowing that you are not "the only one" keeps you fighting. And, I am hoping that with your support maybe I can get the courage to make a step forwards. :blush

As for what that next step is, well I am working on it. Suggestions welcome.

~~~~~~~~~~

Wow I am verbose tonight...again. Sorry if I am a post hog. I just want to say one more thing....

HAPPY TURKEY DAY!!!!
 

·
Banned
Joined
·
260 Posts
I used to have agoraphobia really bad. I would suggest taking a class at a local community college. Because once I started college I felt comfotable leaving the house to go to class, when I used to sit and weigh the pros and cons of leaving the house to get a haircut. I still can't give oral presentations, though. I normally just skip that day of class. I have no desire to be the center of attention, but sitting and listening to the class discussion, depending on the class, like psychology or sociology, is usually very rewarding for me intellectually. :yes
 

·
Registered
Joined
·
7 Posts
. I would suggest taking a class at a local community college. :yes
That is a really good idea. I have been looking into taking a few classes to start back on my degree. I have some college credits, but I never got my degree. It's a good way to meet people in a neutral environment too. Now all I need is to get the courage to go and sign up for a class. It's not the doing of the activity, it's the rigmarole that you have to deal with before you can do, it that usually disuades me from pursuing it.
 
1 - 20 of 24 Posts
Top