How Anxiety & Panic Disorder Helped Me Get My New Job

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  1. Thanks for sharing your story and part of your cover letter. I am in tears after reading both. Partly because I identify, but mostly because I am so happy for you. Storytelling, educating people, and fighting for underdogs, really? That’s you all the way around! They are so lucky to have you. This job really does sound perfect for you, and it sounds intriguing. It’s a win-win-WIN situation for you. I am inspired to resume seeking opportunities and hope to find the one that might be a perfect match for me. I’d love to fulfill my passions in such a way. Sigh… When I find something, I am also inspired by you to take a risk and to go for it! Something I haven’t really done since NOT getting what I thought would be a perfect job three years ago. It still feels like a punch in the gut sometimes. But you really are living proof that difficult times can sometimes lead to something good. Congrats!

    1. Karen, it warms my heart to know that my story moved you and has also inspired you to take a risk and resume seeking opportunities that speak to you. It takes time to heal from a difficult blow. You needed those three years to do other things and soothe yourself. But I want you to know that you are an incredibly talented, skilled, dedicated, and passionate person. And a damn good writer to boot! Any organization would thank their lucky stars if you came to work for them. I’m rooting for you! 🌟 🙌

  2. Cubby, I had no idea–you are heroic to have survived those attacks. And I’m so glad you found help and did!

    I agree there are better frames than “everything happens for a reason.” One is the Jungian idea of embracing your shadow–that wounded part of ourselves that we all hide–which is exactly what you did. Or, as Jesus said, according to the Gnostic alt-Gospel of Thomas, “If you bring forth that which is within you, it will save you. If you don’t, it will kill you.” Same idea served up in a pithy phrase from back in the sandal-and-oxcart era. (I’m not a Christian, but Jesus was one cool cat.)

    It’s struck me as odd, the stigma around mental illness–can you imagine a job application that asks if you’ve ever had a physical illness? Because who hasn’t? Maybe it’s because of my own struggles, but it’s hard for me to conceive of someone who hasn’t gone off the rails a bit at some point. I had some rough patches in my 20’s, including a suicide attempt when I was 24, but I wouldn’t trade my woes of that time for the absolute grind you went through.

    Anyway, here’s to fulfillment and success in your new work!

    1. Thank you, Edgy! I’m so sorry you also went through a very rough time in your 20s. It’s funny how people always say that being a kid or being in your 20s is the “best time of your life,” but I’ve always felt that my later years were waaaaaay better. The older I get and the more agency I have over my own life, the better I feel.

      I always appreciate your perspective, support, and pithy quotes, my friend. Thank you for writing in. And yeah, Jesus was one cool dude.

      1. Thanks, Cubby! But for the record, to steal from Dickens, my 20’s were “the best of times, and the worst of times.” Catching fire with poetry, lucid dreaming adventures, music*, sex, new places and faces…yet all the while the dark lava of unprocessed misery bubbled under the surface, sometimes bursting forth. Hardly unique, though–I’d guess for a lot of us, that’s the unhinged ecology of our 20’s.

        On the whole, life is better now. I am less certain of things, but if there is a hereafter, I look forward to pulling up a cloud with you, and whatever passes for a drink, and reminiscing about this wild ride.

        *Hey, I’m so old school, I got paid to rap in ’85!

        1. I’m so not surprised you got paid to rap in ’85, Edgy. I don’t want to go back to the 80’s despite all the good times I had with my friends, but I would like to go back just for those minutes when you were rapping. That would be worth the wibbly-wobby time travel bends.

          Life is such a mix, isn’t it? I’m glad your 20s were balanced out with great times too. It makes the dark times so much more bearable. I’m glad we both made it through. And yes, I’m planning on seeing you in the afterlife. It might be on a cloud, in a meadow, or in a figureless dimension, but wherever it is, I know I just need to listen for genuine laughter and I will find you.

          1. Thanks, Cubby–that’s so sweet. And may our ethereal rendezvous come to pass! But I’ve greatly exaggerated my rap history.

            My friend Linda and I set up manual typewriters at the fountain rock near the Plaza in Santa Fe, and were charging the princely sum of $2 per poem. A woman came by with a big black standard poodle, and asked us each to write a poem about it. Mine came out as “Black Poodle Rap.” It wasn’t bad–she posted it at her shop. (Ply me with a drink, and I might bust it out.) Anyway, I slither under the lowest bar of “paid rapper.”

            But you’re right: I can’t say that the “good” outweighed the “bad.” I think they were a tangled ball of yarn, and it’s taken years of time and effort to weave a fitting life from them.

            1. As luck would have it, Niles has just dropped off a most excellent package that I’ve been waiting for–a bottle of Gutiérrez Colosía Oloroso sherry that has your name on it. So get ready, LL Cool Edge.

              1. A bottle of GCO–for me? Peg, you charming and generous devil, that is just the dram to loosen my tongue. Many thanks!

                Although, should it cause me to rap in this faux 19th century English style, that should be interesting. (In the same sense that the Titanic was “interesting.”)

  3. Hi, Peg, and congratulations on being part of The Stability Network. You do indeed get to work with some amazing folks. (And thanks for the shout-out to Living Proof!)

    All the best –

    1. Thank you, John! I’m so happy to be a part of The Stability Network team. I’m reading Living Proof right now and getting a lot out of it. Excellent book!

  4. Peg! Ahh my heart goes out to you. I suffered from panic attacks in my late 20s and CBT helped me out too and still helps to this day. I love love love that in the end, those panic attacks helped you get a job that is making your heart happy and with colleagues who appreciate you and are not jaded! That makes MY heart happy!! Much love to you and thank you for sharing this story – it meant a lot to me.

    1. Thank you so much, Heather, for all your kind words and support. Wow, that’s great that you ALSO used CBT to help you combat panic attacks in your 20s. My anxiety sister!! Thank you for being willing to share with me your own struggles while continuing to be a stalwart pillar of love and encouragement. Grateful we are friends. 🧡

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