At the end of August 2020, I was severely ill, dealing with house repairs, and had my first anxiety attack, which I thought was a heart attack. I was admitted to the ER.

I was so overwhelmed by everything going wrong around the same time, I also had suicidal thoughts, but I made it a point to get medical help, which included dozens of tests.

My doctor discovered my anxiety was related to hormonal changes, so I could predict when I was likely going to have an attack. Doctor gave me a prescription which usually works.

With all that for context, I'm in a similar situation as August: very sick, dealing with car repairs, and my anxiety is through the roof. (The winter weather isn't helping either.)

No suicidal thoughts, but I'm having trouble being grateful for being alive. Trying to tell myself this will pass...I hate feeling so overwhelmed.