Okay so on the 12th of last month I started having healthy questions and doubts about my relationship (I was pms-ing, mind you) and I was wondering if I really loved my boyfriend of 8 months, wanted to be with him forever etc. etc. These thoughts didn't bug me and I dealt with them like a regular human being. Was happy as could be and as happy with him as ever.
Three days later we did mushrooms together and I had a bad trip. (Still pms-ing) I've been tripping for a year but this was my first extremely negative experience, however I've had plenty of stressful/very anxious trips. There was just a complete disconnect, I felt NO feelings other than fear and anxiety. Felt like I didn't love him and like I *HAD* to break up with him and was screaming and crying due to it. I came down from the mushrooms and felt fine all week, although still troubled from the trip.
Exactly a week later we did coke at his cabin (really shitty coke by the way) and I had an anxiety attack. Began heavily questioning my love for him and that disconnect was back hundred fold. I felt like I didn't love him, like I had to end things. But I didn't tell him about it - he was asleep. Instead I threw up all night and tried to remember how to breathe.
The next few days I was dealing with my anxiety, feeling out of sorts, sometimes out of love. One night, about three days after the anxiety attack... I had another one shortly after I had smoked some pot. I woke him up in the middle of the night freaking out on him. Telling him I was scared and felt sick and confused and out of love. We talked it through and decided to work on it together.
I felt fine for about the next 3 days or so, at which time he left to go on tour with his band for 3 weeks.
After a few days of him being gone (and me feeling pretty good) I began feeling confused and depressed and like I needed space from him, simply to isolate myself and deal with my doubts and depression. The anxiety attacks came back in full and I got to a point where I couldn't even shower, let alone leave the house. I'd have two or three attacks a day. Finally, one night, during a particularly bad attack, I called him and told him I need a break, or to break up, or to simply be alone. Knowing full well the whole time that it felt so wrong and I didn't WANT to be without him. We fought until I realized that I couldn't do it and agreed to stay together.
He gave me a few days to myself to sort out my head, during which time I had more anxiety attacks and began missing him like crazy - yet still feeling depersonalized, disconnected and out of love.
The fact that I couldn't (and still sometimes can't) feel anything for him scares and upsets me. It sends me into a state of panic. I obsess over the thoughts until they kill me, running myself into the ground. Wondering if I actually love him, doubting that I do, wondering if I want to be with him at all. It all makes me so sad and scared and nothing feels real until I am happy. And when I am happy, I feel love for him. I feel back to almost normal.
Yesterday I went to the doctors and she told me do NOT take any medication for it, avoid drugs and start taking vitamins. She told me that it is a drug induced anxiety, that what I'm feeling is natural and it will go away with both time, and with a sober mind.
I'm in the midst of an anxiety attack right now. Feeling numb and loveless, no passion, no emotion. Nothing beyond fear and panic and anxiety. I'm obsessing over my thoughts and my lovelessness that I ***HOPE*** is stemmed from the bad mushroom trip and the anxiety that I've been thrown into. But of course I worry that it's not even anxiety and that I'm simply just out of love and have to stop forcing the relationship. These thoughts and doubts hurt me and scare me and have been making me so depressed.
Yet I will almost always feel love for him when I'm not depressed/ridden with anxiety.
I guess bottom line is I was just looking for some opinions. Or answers.
What do you think of the situation? Is it anxiety? Is it due to mushrooms? Will I get better? Will I feel like myself again? Will I love him fully again? Will these doubts go away?
I feel absolutely crazy and broken and the only time I feel hope is when I'm talking to him about what I'm going through. (He knows in full what I'm battling and is wholly supportive and determined to stand by me)
He tells me he hopes to marry me some day. Sometimes that thought fills me with happiness and excitement, sometimes it sends me spiraling into a panic attack.
What do you think!?
(SO sorry for the length, thanks for those of you who take the time to read/respond!! Really need some help)
Three days later we did mushrooms together and I had a bad trip. (Still pms-ing) I've been tripping for a year but this was my first extremely negative experience, however I've had plenty of stressful/very anxious trips. There was just a complete disconnect, I felt NO feelings other than fear and anxiety. Felt like I didn't love him and like I *HAD* to break up with him and was screaming and crying due to it. I came down from the mushrooms and felt fine all week, although still troubled from the trip.
Exactly a week later we did coke at his cabin (really shitty coke by the way) and I had an anxiety attack. Began heavily questioning my love for him and that disconnect was back hundred fold. I felt like I didn't love him, like I had to end things. But I didn't tell him about it - he was asleep. Instead I threw up all night and tried to remember how to breathe.
The next few days I was dealing with my anxiety, feeling out of sorts, sometimes out of love. One night, about three days after the anxiety attack... I had another one shortly after I had smoked some pot. I woke him up in the middle of the night freaking out on him. Telling him I was scared and felt sick and confused and out of love. We talked it through and decided to work on it together.
I felt fine for about the next 3 days or so, at which time he left to go on tour with his band for 3 weeks.
After a few days of him being gone (and me feeling pretty good) I began feeling confused and depressed and like I needed space from him, simply to isolate myself and deal with my doubts and depression. The anxiety attacks came back in full and I got to a point where I couldn't even shower, let alone leave the house. I'd have two or three attacks a day. Finally, one night, during a particularly bad attack, I called him and told him I need a break, or to break up, or to simply be alone. Knowing full well the whole time that it felt so wrong and I didn't WANT to be without him. We fought until I realized that I couldn't do it and agreed to stay together.
He gave me a few days to myself to sort out my head, during which time I had more anxiety attacks and began missing him like crazy - yet still feeling depersonalized, disconnected and out of love.
The fact that I couldn't (and still sometimes can't) feel anything for him scares and upsets me. It sends me into a state of panic. I obsess over the thoughts until they kill me, running myself into the ground. Wondering if I actually love him, doubting that I do, wondering if I want to be with him at all. It all makes me so sad and scared and nothing feels real until I am happy. And when I am happy, I feel love for him. I feel back to almost normal.
Yesterday I went to the doctors and she told me do NOT take any medication for it, avoid drugs and start taking vitamins. She told me that it is a drug induced anxiety, that what I'm feeling is natural and it will go away with both time, and with a sober mind.
I'm in the midst of an anxiety attack right now. Feeling numb and loveless, no passion, no emotion. Nothing beyond fear and panic and anxiety. I'm obsessing over my thoughts and my lovelessness that I ***HOPE*** is stemmed from the bad mushroom trip and the anxiety that I've been thrown into. But of course I worry that it's not even anxiety and that I'm simply just out of love and have to stop forcing the relationship. These thoughts and doubts hurt me and scare me and have been making me so depressed.
Yet I will almost always feel love for him when I'm not depressed/ridden with anxiety.
I guess bottom line is I was just looking for some opinions. Or answers.
What do you think of the situation? Is it anxiety? Is it due to mushrooms? Will I get better? Will I feel like myself again? Will I love him fully again? Will these doubts go away?
I feel absolutely crazy and broken and the only time I feel hope is when I'm talking to him about what I'm going through. (He knows in full what I'm battling and is wholly supportive and determined to stand by me)
He tells me he hopes to marry me some day. Sometimes that thought fills me with happiness and excitement, sometimes it sends me spiraling into a panic attack.
What do you think!?
(SO sorry for the length, thanks for those of you who take the time to read/respond!! Really need some help)

