I am the only one that suffers from anticipation anxiety? Every major life change has been accompanied by extended periods of it, with frequent panic attacks and irritable bowel syndrome. It first struck me when I was in middle school and attended a summer program at a local college. At the time, I had no idea what was causing it and was too embarrassed to bring it up to anyone so I just rode it out. It lasted a couple weeks; one night I was watching You've Got Mail with my mother it vanished as quickly as it appeared. I didn't have another period like that again through high school, though sometimes I'd get a little anxious if I was sitting around on weekends with nothing to distract me. Then I went to college. I spent the first night in the dorms glued to the toilets, and suffered panic attacks on and off well into December. I finally got over that, but hated the school I was at (and the major I was in) even after setting aside the anxiety. The good news is, when I beat it, I beat it. I had none of those anxious moments during downtime like I had before going in the tunnel and out the other side. I transferred to a communications school in Boston, where I promptly had another panic attack followed by anxiety that fortunately lasted only a few days. Absolutely loved Boston, even with a less than ideal living situation. The nature of my major -- journalism -- battled with my shyness and every article had anxious moments. But that is what I would call normal nervousness; it comes when the thing you're nervous about is imminent and passes once the ordeal is through. Moved into a better living situation the following year, and life was pretty great until May.
As a graduation present, my parents helped me pay for a trip to Ireland where I met a friend from another Boston school studying abroad. Things were great the first three days, a really excellent trip. Then the third night, we're staying at a really nice B&B and a panic attack strikes out of the blue. Four or so hours of panic attacks rolling one into the next follow. I finally got to sleep that night, but I suffered from general anxiety the rest of the trip. Three days after it started, my friend managed to get a heavy-duty antihistimine from a pharmacy that allowed me to sleep the last several nights. I refused to let it get in the way of the trip and we did everything we'd planned on doing (except I kept to soda at the bars due to the IBS), but the anxiety made the trip less fun than it should have been.
Now after a roundabout few years, I've graduated and in the job hunt. Things are going really well, but I've been suffering from another anxiety streak for about a week now. It the same old cycle: what if I take a job and I hate it? What if I'm overwhelmed? What if I can't make it? which quickly gives way to being anxious about the anxiety. I'm a good worker and have had a great experience with all my previous employment, so I know once I'm settled into a routine, I'll be fine. But in the meantime, my days are brutal. It's at the point now where I can't wait for the interviews I have scheduled, because hopefully once they're over, the anxiety will be too. I'm sick of my stomach churning, just killing my appetite.
As a graduation present, my parents helped me pay for a trip to Ireland where I met a friend from another Boston school studying abroad. Things were great the first three days, a really excellent trip. Then the third night, we're staying at a really nice B&B and a panic attack strikes out of the blue. Four or so hours of panic attacks rolling one into the next follow. I finally got to sleep that night, but I suffered from general anxiety the rest of the trip. Three days after it started, my friend managed to get a heavy-duty antihistimine from a pharmacy that allowed me to sleep the last several nights. I refused to let it get in the way of the trip and we did everything we'd planned on doing (except I kept to soda at the bars due to the IBS), but the anxiety made the trip less fun than it should have been.
Now after a roundabout few years, I've graduated and in the job hunt. Things are going really well, but I've been suffering from another anxiety streak for about a week now. It the same old cycle: what if I take a job and I hate it? What if I'm overwhelmed? What if I can't make it? which quickly gives way to being anxious about the anxiety. I'm a good worker and have had a great experience with all my previous employment, so I know once I'm settled into a routine, I'll be fine. But in the meantime, my days are brutal. It's at the point now where I can't wait for the interviews I have scheduled, because hopefully once they're over, the anxiety will be too. I'm sick of my stomach churning, just killing my appetite.

