I have dealt with anxiety since early childhood. Much of my time was spent with some form of illness and almost constant adrenaline. I was molested and abused, had chronic ear and throat infections, colitis, frequently a very queasy stomach, frequent headaches, extreme difficulty concentrating, drastic social adjustment issues and absolute zero self-respect. I also had heart palpitations/arrhythmias that initially scared the hell out of me. Evidently, I developed endocarditis as a result of the frequent strep infections. I suspect that the heart valve damage along with chronic anxiety, set a pattern of reciprocating exacerbation between the two.
I started having panic attacks in my late teens, which continued into my 30s, and to a lesser extent my 40s. I can still sense the potential for escalating anxiety, even now. These days however, I spend the vast majority of my time feeling absolutely no fear or anxiety at all. There was no sudden healing, but there were breakthroughs and noticeable positive changes that have occurred over the past 25 or so years. There were some memorable sentinel events, such as the night I woke up and my heart was pounding so hard that I could hear it echoing off the walls. In that moment, a change took place within me. Fear was replaced by defiance. I told God that I would rather be dead than live in such fear. I told Him I was ready to die, and I wanted Him to end my life immediately. After that, I began to feel calmer, and it became increasingly rare for my heart’s sometimes bizarre behavior to cause me anxiety.
An advantage to being a misfit, and the class fat kid is that while your peers are conforming to the social norms, thinking and talking about only those things that are "cool," you are free to do and think about a much broader variety of things. I believe that I became a deep thinker at an earlier age than the majority of my peers. I have also been mentally processing the issue of anxiety for about 48 years. I have heard it said that if a monkey was locked in a room for a long enough period of time, he would type a novel. I believe that is a metaphor for the concept that given enough time, one can accomplish anything. Apparently I have been "locked in a room with my anxiety" long enough that I have it fairly well managed.
So now you can have an idea why I am so opinionated it when it comes to anxiety ;)
Have a blessed day, Aaron