Going Off Topic (To Talk About Anxiety and Panic Attacks), by Chris Tebbetts
Like a lot of people, I've been thinking about (and grappling with) anxiety lately, as well as the possibility, for me--already realized by some friends--of panic attacks. For some of us, those feelings can take on a life of their own, and when they do, it's not rational, and it's not always controllable. If you're one of those people, I recommend finding an empathetic ear, where you can talk about it to someone who knows what these feelings are like. (I'm happy to be that person, if I can help.) For what it's worth, I scribbled down these few lines the other day, and it feels like something I want to remember:
"Look down on your anxiety, not up at it. It is a piece of you. It is maybe even a child. You made it."
For me, it's been helpful to do anything I can to see anxiety in the larger context of my experience that always exists around it, and to remind myself that the all-encompassing feeling of anxiety (which is not to say the anxiety itself) is an illusion, like a movie close up that keeps me from seeing the larger picture. I can't make the anxiety invisible, but I can pull the camera back and shrink its relative size, if I remember to do that.
So for instance, if Iām spiraling down, and someone were to say āYouāre going to be okay,ā or if I try to tell myself, āI've got thisā¦I can handle it,āā¦ the answer from my anxiety-ridden mind is, āYOU CANāT KNOW THAT. MAYBE IāLL BE OKAY AND MAYBE I WONāT.ā And itās true. Those kinds of reassurances are, ultimately, opinions, not facts. And even if those well-meant expressions of reassurance are likely to come true, they just donāt stand up against the certainty of my anxious state.
Soā¦ if the question of whether or not everything will be okay isnāt a useful one at a given moment, because it relies on unknowable thingsāon opinionāthen what kinds of actual, factual things CAN stand up to the anxiety? For me, these days, that answer has centered on gratitude.
For a lot of people, a focus on gratitude can be (and has been) hugely powerful. For others, the word itself, āgratitude,ā is like a new-age dog whistle. People hear āgratitudeā in this context and inevitably, some eyes will roll. But hear me out. If Iām experiencing a high level of anxiety, or even worse, edging toward an actual panic attack, one of the things Iāve found useful is to ask myself, or to be asked, āWhat am I grateful for?ā As far as I can tell, answering that question helps me in two ways:
1) It distracts my brain, requiring me to focus on something other than the anxiety itself. (SIDEBAR: Moreover, any kind of interruption can be useful for me: like picking up a book and forcing myself to read it and, even harder, force myself to process and understand the words as I read them; or as another example, Iāve found tapping to be useful; itās a prescribed sequence of finger taps against various points on and around the face. It screams āplacebo effect,ā but to that I say: if it works, who cares?)
And 2) While reassurances like āYouāll be fineā donāt have the power to stand up to my anxiety, the fact of my gratitude (for my husband, family, friends, home, sense of humor, or whatever it is) does stand up. So if someone says āYouāll be fine,ā my internal response is essentially, āYOU CANāT KNOW THAT FOR SURE!ā
However, if I say or think āIām grateful for my husbandā¦my familyā¦my home,ā or whatever it might be, my brain (even from inside my anxiety) doesnāt have the ammunition to convince me otherwise. It doesnāt try to say, āNo, youāre wrong. Youāre not grateful for those things.ā Because it canāt. And in that acknowledgment, Iām inevitably widening the lens a bit, or a lot, to make my experience something more than just the anxiety itself.
However, if I say or think āIām grateful for my husbandā¦my familyā¦my home,ā or whatever it might be, my brain (even from inside my anxiety) doesnāt have the ammunition to convince me otherwise. It doesnāt try to say, āNo, youāre wrong. Youāre not grateful for those things.ā Because it canāt. And in that acknowledgment, Iām inevitably widening the lens a bit, or a lot, to make my experience something more than just the anxiety itself.
And again, the power here for me isnāt about making the anxiety go away. Itās about diluting the anxietyās dominance of my mental picture. It's "yes, and" as opposed to "don't worry, be happy."
It also reminds me of Anne Lamottās prescription in the face of the various creative fears that writers often feel as they set out to write a story. To that anxiety, she says, āOkay, you can come along if you must, but you have to sit in the back seat.ā
Is all of this easier said than done? For sure. I donāt mean to over-simplify anything here. But for me, thereās something very practical to all of this ā like actual tools I can use ā and those have been a big help.
All best,
Chris
I love that: "You can come along if you must."
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