But it is incredibly difficult to deal with your own worries when you are worrying about your child.In November of the following year, I suffered a huge anxiety attack.
It was Bonfire Night and the bangs and the noise triggered something in my memory. I had heart palpitations, I was shaking and sweating.
I was in tears but I had to force myself to put on a brave face for her. I went to see my doctor and it took three assessments for me to be diagnosed with PTSD.There is a long wait for help but I was fortunate that I could pay privately for treatment.
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