Add me to the list - my family has a history of anxiety issues - grandma, aunt, mom, uncle - and now me. I'd always been a little claustrophobic, but I started having serious stress when I was 38- my biological clock screaming, no Mr. Right in sight, I was so stressed. Then I went on a business trip and had an awful flight- I've only flown once since then. At 41, things really fell apart - I had lost my job, I ended a relationship with a guy that I thought might be my ninth inning homer to have bio kids - he turned out to be a commitmentphobe, so I had to grieve not only the relationship, but the loss of the idea of a traditional family (marriage then kids); two months later my dad almost died. My anxiety was through the roof and I didn't even realize it until I started counseling. Thank God for my counselors - one of them immediately recognized that with a family history like mine, I needed to be on meds. I went on Lexapro 10 mg and that has been a Godsend.
I stayed in counseling to work through all of my issues related to wanting bio kids, but eventually stopped the counseling and was working out very regularly and went off the Lexapro for a year and was fine. Then I was trying to have a child and got pg and had terrible nausea so I couldn't sleep - my anxiety came roaring back, so I went back to counseling and back on the Lexapro and have been on it ever since. I really needed it when I was going through infertility treatments - all those hormones, lost pgs, etc. Claustrophobia is my #1 issue - getting in elevators, working in a low rise in cubeland, closed doors, flying.
I'm no longer doing fertility treatments (on to adoption) and am feeling very good these days - the best I've felt in a long time. I've stopped seeing my counselor at her recommendation. Some keys for me are working out regularly or getting any kind of exercise - yardwork, walks in nature, walks on my lunch hour - and getting enough sleep. I notice a huge difference for me when I don't get enough sleep. I know my therapist is there if I should need her again - maybe once I adopt my child or if I decide to tackle the flying issue (I would like to fly again so I can go see my sis and other family). But for now, all's well - and that feels GREAT!