Hey, Fliss, I know exactly what you mean! I used to feel exactly the same way about holidays - sheer dread. I used to dread the journey andhow I'd cope when I got there (having battled with agorophobia myself) - the thought of being so far away from homepetrified me. The only way I got through it was by taking loads of anti-anxiety drugs, then I'd be walking round like a zombie all the time! I would see everyone around me getting excited about going on holiday, and there I was wishing the whole thing was over and done with.
I say 'used to' as I am a lot better now (thanks to finding the right anti-depressantsthathelp me tremendouslywith anxiety and panics). I still get worked up about going away but nothing I can't cope with and I actually manage to enjoy any holidays I go on now!
The positive thing is, Fliss, is that despite all your worries and fears, you went away anyway - that takes guts and strength of character. The real problems start when we start refusing to go... You also sound like you have a very understanding family, which always helps.
Tracey x
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