Best of luck, hon. You know that we're all rooting for you, right?
Also, dang it, when I said you were my evil twin, I didn't mean you REALLY had to be my twin, right? You didn't have to develop an anxiety disorder just to "twin" me!*
*I say this light-heartedly because I am so sorry to hear it. I've struggled with anxiety my entire life, and it's rough. I'm so sorry you're realizing you've got the same issue to deal with.
LOL Thanks Diana aka my 'good' twin..lmao! Don't worry, I never took it as being rude or anything, had me laughing! *hugs*
Alright, I'm going to try to explain everything that happened now...
Saturday afternoon I texted Justin asking him if he wanted kids, and I wanted a yes or no answer. He kept saying he doesn't care if we never have kids, that he's just open minded about having them in 5-10 years or so. Then, it went to we have nothing in common. At which point he said that I wasn't opening up to anything we tried to do, and I just wanted to do the animal things. Which is true...I'm obsessed. I didn't think that was a bad thing. Eventually he said that maybe it's best that we separate, and that we would talk about arrangements after he got off work.
He got home about 8:30 am Sunday morning (usually home at around 4 am, but his back car window was broken into at the club, his night stick was stolen, and there were shots fired there, so he was busy). We got in the car and drove to get some cigarettes, talking about who's getting what, how we are going to do it, etc. When we got home we sat on the couch, and then actually started talking about the problems.
We came to the conclusion that the kid thing wasn't our big problem, he didn't care if we had them, I don't want them (which I do admit CAN change, but not saying that it WILL). We then got to the 'things in common' talk...
About 2 weeks ago I went to a bar with him, which is something he enjoys to do. It was the first one I've been to, it was dark, it was loud, and I was nervous. I wasn't necessarily scared something was going to happen, but my body went into 'anxious mode'. I was shaky, trying to pay attention to every little detail, etc. The same thing happens when in ANY situation dealing with people I don't know, places I don't know, etc. Working security has helped me a lot to deal with confrontations, but I still feel anxious.
When I was younger I had anxiety attacks, I thought I had it under control now though because I could control the attacks. What we think is I'm still having the anxiety issues, just not in the form of hyperventilating and such. I get chest pains, I get shaky, and I get nervous, easily. It's hard for me to communicate because of it, when I get frustrated with the conversation, or if I'm having trouble voicing my side, I explode. I cry, and I can't control it, and I HATE it. I'm not one of those touchy girls that cries over every little thing, and when that happens, it bugs the hell out of me. I can't talk when it happens, and I can't make it stop, so communicating is incredibly difficult.
We are going to be looking into someone I can talk to, to see if I can get help. I hate taking medicine, but I'm thinking it might come down to that, just to help me control it, and for me to be more comfortable in every day situations.
We also talked about some of his problems. He's constantly planning for the future, which is great, but it is every single day that he's wanting to talk about it and it drives me crazy. He gets wrapped up into work as well, and doesn't spend much time with me.
We decided to try to work through these problems. He's going to start spending more time with me, and less time worrying about 10 years from now, and I'm going to get help for my anxiety issues so it will be easier for me to feel comfortable in new places/around new people, and to help me communicate. We're hoping we can get through all this.
Thanks for all the advice and support everyone. I really appreciate it. Now I've got to get through this issue I have, and I want to fix it.