I had an anxiety attack in the middle of the night last night. I have only had that happen a handful of times in my life. I was feeling upset and afraid and my husband reacted badly ( as people who are facing a loved ones mental illness sometimes do, no judgement😊). I thought I was dying. I felt something was wrong and had no idea what it was or how to fix it. It was dark and I was alone and scared.
But I took care of myself....ON MY OWN.
I even helped my hubby calm down first before I helped myself. I took a hot shower and breathed and let the water soothe me. And then I returned to bed (sans grumpy husband who had been relocated to the couch) and counted exhales till 10 over and over again. I woke up a few times panicked and alone and afraid but I focused on my breathing and told myself I was ok. ☺
Mental illness sucks and going through it alone sucks more. But I realized last night how strong I really am. I could have cried and begged for help, or got angry at my hubby's reaction. I could have worked myself into a tizzy WHILE having an anxiety attack. BUT I DIDN'T. I took care of me, and I got up this morning shaky but proud of myself. 😃
Whatever you are facing right now, you have the strength within to help yourself. Send the grumpy hubby to the couch, or whatever you need to do, and take a deep breath. 😆