Ever since the age of five, I could remember how much I worried. As I write about these memories I get the same anxious feeling I did when I was a child. This all stems from what happened to me from age one to age five. When I was a year old my mom left me in the care of my grandparents and moved to Chicago. She made this choice to make a better life for us. In the four years that I was in the care of my grandparents, she visits four times. She would suddenly appear when I woke up and suddenly disappeared when I went to sleep. So, when I came to live with her and I started kindergarten when the end of the school day approached I would begin to panic. I would cry quietly, my heart would race, and I would worry about not getting picked up. This went on until I was able to walk home on
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My husband became ill and was unable to drive, I had to miss work to drive him. One day after one of his vertigo episodes, my heart began to race I felt death was near, I was sure I was having a heart attack. I was rushed to the emergency room where many tests were conducted. I was informed that I had just experienced a panic attack and I was prescribed Ativan. I have visited the emergency twice after that, once for fainting at Universal Studios and the other for my heart racing, again. Both were the result of me having panic attacks.
I suffer from biological, psychological and sociocultural factors. My mother, her sisters, and most of my first cousins all suffer from some form of panic attacks. My cousins have been so debilitated by their stress that they are physically sick. I have also become ill with stress, on occasions I am angry, impatient, and cynical. When I was younger my coping skills were not and I over reacted for minimal, meaningless incidents. My culture views seeking mental health as a weakness, and that women are to withstand everything, regardless of what they are going
My husband became ill and was unable to drive, I had to miss work to drive him. One day after one of his vertigo episodes, my heart began to race I felt death was near, I was sure I was having a heart attack. I was rushed to the emergency room where many tests were conducted. I was informed that I had just experienced a panic attack and I was prescribed Ativan. I have visited the emergency twice after that, once for fainting at Universal Studios and the other for my heart racing, again. Both were the result of me having panic attacks.
I suffer from biological, psychological and sociocultural factors. My mother, her sisters, and most of my first cousins all suffer from some form of panic attacks. My cousins have been so debilitated by their stress that they are physically sick. I have also become ill with stress, on occasions I am angry, impatient, and cynical. When I was younger my coping skills were not and I over reacted for minimal, meaningless incidents. My culture views seeking mental health as a weakness, and that women are to withstand everything, regardless of what they are going