I grew up in a very religious family but regardless, I had severe anxiety. I had to learn it wasn’t enough to be surrounded by God; I had to let God in my life.
I used to have terrible anxiety thinking about the future. I would have panic attacks and start hyperventilating. I would wake up at night in tears, and I would have to go outside because I felt like the walls were closing me in, making it hard to breathe.
I've always been part of a religious family, and my mom told me to pray to Our Father every time I felt the knot in my throat and I felt an anxiety attack starting. I would have to start over multiple times because of my hysteria, but after a while I would be so concentrated on saying the prayer correctly that I would calm down. I started paying more attention to church and taking what they were preaching to heart, that if I give myself to God, good would come.
Anxiety is not a big part of my life anymore. I don't have to run out because I can't breathe; I've accepted that God has a plan for me and only He knows it. I'm at peace with myself and whatever the future may hold for me.