I'm posting, not to ask advice on how to deal with meno related anxiety, as I have my own coping mechanisms and am getting by, I posted, rather, to see if other people can relate.
It's difficult to explain, but I will do my best.
I have always been an anxious person, and I remember, as a kid, like many other kids in the 70's, that feeling of gnawing anxiety, a particular sore flavour of dread, when you knew you were in trouble with your parents, but your father had not yet dealt with you, or any other feeling of dread, where the fear intrudes in your thinking and you can feel it in the pit of your stomach, similar to the physical feeling you get in your stomach, when you are on a roller coaster, or the feeling you get in your stomach, when you are travelling in a car, and it's going down a hill.
To me, meno anxiety is similar, but not the same, that is the most 'similar' type of anxiety that I can explain.
I see meno related anxiety, as a unique kind of anxiety in a way, as well, in it's own right.
Things seem overwhelming, and you get the panicky feeling you cannot cope, moreso than normally, and this can last for years with some women.
It came on me in 2009, this sudden change in my emotional state, for the worst, and co-incidentally, at the same time, my bowel became much more tender, my bowel habits changed, and I was waking up in a sweat, plus feeling hot off and on all day. The physical side has been addressed now, but the meno induced psychological side of things, can be more stubborn, for some women, hrt can help to a certain extent, but not fully.
Moods are just lower, there's a feeling of doom and dread.
I do have some life circumstances that other people, have acknowledged that they would also find, anxiety provoking, but, how you feel inside, does have an effect on your perception of your circumstances, whether y, and meno induced anxious minds will be prone to thinking of possible negative outcomes to various worries they may have.
If you feel calm inside, you will be more likely to think of positive outcomes.
I do find, however, that since I have had meno induced anxiety, I have become aware of errors I have made in various areas of my life, that I needed to be aware of, for instance, matters regarding my flat that needed attending to, there are many other real-life-practical things, that I had overlooked in my happier moods, they would not have occurred to me, if I didn't have those meno related intrusive thoughts that pop up, out of the blue, while lying in bed, awake.
The positive thing, about this, is that this meno related dread and doom, enabled me to take action and attend to correct those errors that I could correct, and learn to live with those I cannot, that latter one is an ongoing process.
I find that if I linger in bed too long after waking up, anxiety can suddenly ramp up, several dozen notches, and take a stronger hold, and I would feel more emotionally fragile, and prone to obsessing about whatever event in my life, was bothering me at the time, for the first part of the day, morning and afternoon.
As the day progresses, I feel more calm, but this causes me to be a night owl, as I want to make the most of feeling calm, knowing that after sleep, I would feel that fresh, tender, raw dread and doom on waking, and the whole thing would start again.
Life can be difficult for night owls adjusting to the 9-5 day, as we all need businesses and getting up at lunchtime or afterwards is not conducive to getting things done in the day.
I like my bed, as it is the place that I can relax the most, but it's a balancing act, and takes discipline, to make myself get up and not linger.
I hate getting up feeling groggy, so I like to lie in bed after waking, and fully wake myself up, rather than getting up, and stumbling around, still, half asleep.
I don't wish suffering on any other woman, but at the same time, it would be a comfort to know that others are experiencing the same types of feelings, and I hope that this post gives comfort to those readers who are feeling the same unique flavour of meno related dread.
I don't intend for this post to be about coping mechanisms, which are essential of course, but this post is more about personal experiences.