I agree with Gary. Get out and go for a walk or jog. That's what helped me the most with the anxiety. I would grab the mp3 player and hit the trails. The combination of exercise and music works wonders.
Thirteen days is a great accomplishment. You are on the downhill side of this. You're not quite at the bottom but you are making your way down. Level ground is in sight though. Just continue to focus on that level ground. You will be there before you know it.
Hang in there. You're doing great!
Best of luck!
Brian
Hey there...hope you're doing better. I know what you're going through and I put on my earphones with my music and dance, dance, dance even if I feel stupid or if I'm crying!! I run around the house with my music over my ears and sing soooo loud and it feels frickin good!! Good luck and I'm praying for you and everyone else on here.
Hey Cryss833. You do seem to have it worse than I, been hanging tough with you for the past week. You've come too far, you know that. Walk, run, just do something to get your head somewhere else. Music has become my best friend. Somehow, don''t ask how, I still have all my CDs since I was in high school still. 100s and 100s. I have been going through my library and just popping in whatever suits my fancy, close my eyes and drift off into the music. Yeah, a lot may make me think about using, no denying that, but some good hard *** rock and roll takes me away and I just let it flow through me until I feel normal again. Just a suggestion, sure everyone has their own crutch. For me this works, brings back GOOD memories of when I was sort-of staright, way, way back in those innocent days of our teens.
Hang in, you have come way too far now. Crossword puzzles? Solitaire? Find-A-Word? Coloring? Drawing? There must be something. I know that those may seem a little stupid, but who the hell cares? :-)
Stay strong.
Gary (who's had a tad bit of anxiety this morning, you'll see my post shortly)
Keep with the music, I spend hours everyday listening too. Crying also, which is not me in the least, but hey, what you gonna do? Go with it. Anything has to be better than being chained to a pill bottle. :-)
I was a snorter too, don't know if that means anything, but I know my nose is happy these days. ;-)
Stay tough.
Gary