Two years ago, I had surgery for breast cancer. I wasnt even afraid. But then I came home, went back to work, and my anxiety began. I have had anxiety for many years, but it really got bad this time. My job was so stressful, I had to leave because I was so afraid the cancer would come back.
At first I couldnt even sleep; I was sleeping one hour a night. ONE HOUR! I needed to rest; rest was vital to my recovery. So I went to a psychiatrist and he prescribed me anxiety medication. Now, two years later, I have begun to sleep through the night. What a difference sleep makes!
I have no support system; my family members are dead. I am alone, but I depend on God and I depend on the medication to help get through the rough times.
Hang in there and if you need help, seek it. If you dont have insurance or money to pay for medication, do not hesitate to ask for help. Find out where to turn. In these trying economic times, hopelessness is prevalent. ‘
But you are not alone. Go to face to face support groups; do whatever it takes to deal with life. God Bless!