I had my first panic attack at 15, I remember standing in our washroom at my sister’s place back home and having a feeling of apprehension and terror, an overwhelming feeling of fear that something unimaginable was going to happen. I was cold however I was sweating; I had an almost out of body type of experience. It was so intense that my heart rate started to rise, I felt dizzy and everything around me was falling apart. It all happened after I went through a very stressful period of my life. Later, I was having all kinds of gut problems. Anything that affects your brain might have a connection with the gut. It has been proven that poor gut bacteria can cause mood problems and even depression.
I was ashamed of talking to someone because in certain places I lived seeing a counselor automatically translated to you being crazy. I was lost, I was fifteen, and by the time I turned sixteen, I was diagnosed with an ulcer. No medications brought relief to any of these things. I kept my struggle private. But it soon became too overwhelming when I started university. The truth is I was dealing with so much stress that my body could no longer cope. Around the same time, I started having skin problems too.
I’ve always been someone who loved reading, writing, dancing and studying; these things are a part of me and they kind of helped me cope with my recurrent panic attacks. All of a sudden, I went through another stressful event and all my health issue kind of stopped, only to return a year later, stronger than ever. This is like a state of shock for the body.
By the time I turned twenty-four, I was having these panic attacks almost every day. I decided to fight back with food, I tried all kind of diets. I started to see a gastroenterologist, a counselor, a spiritual advisor and do not forget the repeated visit to my family doctor and gynecologist who told me that it was all in my head. I was scared to be labeled crazy. Guess what? I was not; it all had to do with my blood sugar. My blood sugar was up and down because of my adrenals. My adrenals were tired because of a poor lifestyle, it’s a vicious circle. I went through so much and I was so tired that my adrenals were no longer happy. They started acting out and my thyroid, my hormones, and my mood were affected. It took research after research to find out what was wrong.