I’ve had periods of crippling anxiety over the last 20 years of my life. It’s eased off a lot now but I need to be busy. I need to be on the go, with stuff to do, keeping my mind going and then I can happily relax at night.
I’ve been at the point where I couldn’t walk into a supermarket, couldn’t drive further than a mile, didn’t leave my house for months unless it was absolutely essential and then it was horrendous and I mean horrendous panicking or panicking I was about to take a panic attack. I had small kids at the time, I gradually got over it by going back to work etc….I know it’s not that easy for everyone.
What I’m saying is, when I was at my lowest, you couldn’t have paid me to go on a plane anywhere, never mind america. The taxi to the airport would have been enough for me. I physically and mentally could not have done it. I still couldn’t get on a plane without another adult with me just for reassurance. She talks absolute bullshit and has no idea what real anxiety is.