I have had Anxiety and Depression for 24 years and I can honestly say that for most of those years I did very well on my meds. I would feel the anxiety but I was able to control it until one day it all crashed down on me. I spent a long time in therapy and working through my anxiety with my husband's support.
There were times when he would throw up his hands and say I don't know what to do for you. Then I felt worse as I did not want to make his life miserable but he always came back to me and said not to worry he would take care of me. And he did. He drove me to the therapist uptown. He was a rock.
I did get better but I still see my Pdoc monthly. I did get past the anxiety and started to travel again, even on my own. Our son is in Oregon and I flew out there alone and stayed for a week in a hotel and had each one of the kids spend a night with me. So I am out doing things. I know the anxiety can rear it's ugly head but I will not live with anxiety ruling my life. So I kick the old anxiety to the curb and keep on going.
Do I have bad days? Yes, some days I wake up in tears and I don't know why but I just get up and dressed and get on with my life.
I don'tknow why I was the one blessed with the anxiety but I am strong and I will always make it through.
Bless you and keep posting.