It was 10pm on a Friday night when a tidal wave of anxiety hit me.
It had been a ferocious week at work – I had a bunch of deadlines that needed to be met, and not enough time to meet them. I purposefully got into work at 6am – hours early – and was chained to my desk for the next 12 hours.
When I turned up to my girlfriend’s engagement party at 7pm, I could feel a concoction of exhaustion and stress fizzling away inside my chest. I was irritated that I didn’t have time to go home and get ready like I had planned, instead, I had to hurriedly do my makeup and hair at work and hop in a taxi.
I had downed a few champagnes and chatted with my closest group of girlfriends while our partners mulled over the prospects of cryptocurrencies. I was worried I wouldn’t be able to see the bride-to-be, A*, with her needing to tend to all the guests, but was surprised that we actually had so much time together.
It was a gorgeous event. So many of the people I love were in the same room.
Because I hadn’t eaten all day, the alcohol hit me harder than it normally would. Within an hour of being there I felt tipsy; within two I was merrily drunk. I felt like the stress had washed away with a few glasses. It was a huge relief, and I was having the best time.
And that’s when the text came.
“Is Hayley so f**king slow at the moment, or is it just me? She was sh*t this week.”
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Your friend sounds like a fuckin dick! I would have a chat to her to make sure she is all good and isn't being a non supportive friend because of other stuff. But also I would reconsider where she sits in your list of important people because it's not your fault that you had a panic attack. You apologised and tried to make up for the lost time.
After reading the comments in this obviously no one seems to understand how debilitating anxiety and panic attacks are. Just because you take medication to help with anxiety symptoms does not mean the anxiety and panic attacks suddenly stop. Stop blaming the individual when the panic sets in, it has nothing to do with alcohol or reliance on other people. Panic attacks are scary and there is no control over them once they set in, it is very hard and very tiring to get control of your body once it starts. It isn't just feeling anxious, panic attacks shut your whole body down. You can't control anything, you can't stop it, your body betrays you. It is not only scary, it is embarrassing as well, particularly in a public place. You did absolutely the right thing in going home, your mental health is your priority and if your friend is going to mad at you for something like that then she is a bitch, plain and simple. This frustrates me so much, if you had have been violently ill, had the flu, or ate something bad and got food poisoning at that instance and you were vomiting all over the place then this wouldn't be an issue, you would have been seen to be physically sick and that would have been acceptable. But because it was a panic attack it's seen as you being selfish which is utter crap.
Unfortunately some people are never going to get this. You can't always predict when anxiety and panic attacks are going to hit, and it can hit so hard that there is nothing you can do other than remove yourself from the situation.
I think it would be a good idea to talk to your friend, but think carefully about how you word your apology. You didn't do this intentionally, and it's not your fault that you have a mental illness - you shouldn't feel the need to apologise for that. But it may help her if she understood that you wanted to be there, and wish that you hadn't had to leave.
Being around people who choose to be judgemental about your condition is really hard, and can exacerbate your anxiety.
Actually, the author herself attributes the alcohol as a part of the problem: "The alcohol had blurred my ability to keep my anxiety at bay" - hence, getting drunk when you're already anxious = probably not the best strategy. Furthermore, the author remains responsible for the way in which she communicates with her friend when she ISN'T having a panic attack. Much of the issue at hand here is likely more to do with the way in which the author is handling her relationships (ie over-reliance on text messages; under-utlisation of real communication).