Hi,
Long time member NC for the nature of the subject being quite personal and identifiable.
I had my first panic attack last night, followed by several consecutive ones between midnight and 4am.
I've been working so hard, I'm a full time nursing student. Mum to a 1yr old, married to DH who's working every hour god sends to keep us afloat.
I took on an extra job at a busy small shop that my cousin works at so I could help out more with bills, have some extras at Christmas and take pressure off DH.
DH wasn't keen and expressed his concern, but I thought I knew better.
I was originally contracted to 8 hours a week but they had me working 12-18 per week. I spoke out, it fell on deaf ears. I didn't want to let anyone down and kept going.
It's a shop mainly serving alcohol, I work late shifts after my uni hours and finish at 10pm and home between half ten and 11, I miss DS bedtime routine.
DS started not sleeping, or waking at 3:30-4:30, this hit me hard. Throw in general pressures of 2020, some traumatic things happened that I put to the back of my mind.
I worked through and then some chap called me a fat, ugly slut for refusing to serve him due to him being so drunk. I'm training to be a mental health nurse, I've worked with challenging behaviour for years and I've been called so much worse but wow this hit me.
Anyway, a colleague who's always refused to acknowledge me begins shouting at me for not being able to take anymore hours, I confront my manager and she said "I'll have a word, but could you do more?"
I then finished subsequent shift and went home to bed, woke up thinking I was dying. Collapsed on the bathroom floor couldn't catch my breath and it kept happening all night. I knew it was a panic attack, I'd never had them before but I know how to recognise symptoms.
DH had to cancel his shift today to help me, I genuinely feel floored. I quit my job, my cousin is deeply upset as she's overworked and now having to cover mine.
The guilt is unreal, I've never felt this worn out, down and unable to pick myself up? I wished I was dead last night, I even told DH I'd be better off dead than feeling like this.
I can't get hold of GP, I'm safe and not feeling suicidal at present, but can't shake the guilt.
Any advice? Also any advice on how to combat a panic attack? Tried blowing into a bag, propping myself up and sipping water but that was the worst feeling I've ever felt.
Generally, I lead a healthy yet hectic life. I do not drink due to it causing me to feel depressed, I eat well and prior to starting job I had been exercising regularly
I feel like I should know the answers but truthfully I was so scared last night and the guilty feeling in my chest is killing me