Stress and anxiety!

Going on two months now, I have been on leave of absence from work due to stress, panic attacks, and fighting a gullbladder disorder. Prior to this happening, I worked a full time job and went to school full time. During the inbetween hours, I found myself working on homework, studying, and trying my best to spend time with my husband.

Today, I still struggle with the things I have listed above and I am having a hard time getting through them. I go to church every weekend, I pray everyday (sometimes several times a day), I currently began writing in journal to express my thoughts, feelings, and desires to help myself get over this life I never once thought I would be in. Thankfully my husband is very supporitive, loves me very much and is willing to walk by my side to help me get through it; however, there is one thing that I worry about more then anything. When all of this occured about two months ago, we moved in with my parents so I could try and finish school. I am at home everyday with the my father who is retired. He suffers from PTSD (Post traumatic stress disorder) from vietnam. In order for everyone in this household to be able to handle one another we all take what I like to call 'Happy medicine' to help with the stress, anxiety, and patience. My husband and I are the only ones that go to church in the house and have God in our lives. However, when you have stress in your life and suffer from anxiety (panic attacks) you need someone to talk to, or the comfort of someone being with you. Lucky for me, my dad has me and I have him. The problem is or the thing that I worry about is, my dad wont speak with me about his stress disorder and I want to speak with my dad, but he wont listen. I pray everyday that both my dad and mom will find Jesus Christ and understand the hapiness that my husband and I have found but I need every prayer today not only for me, but most importantly for my dad. He is stuck in a rutt and I don't know how to help him. He goes to therapy three times a week to help deal with it, but I know inside of my heart and through what I have learned on my walk with God that the power of prayer is so much more powerful than that of anything else that is out there. So please, I ask that if anyone is reading this, to pray for my father and myself to a full recovery and back to the life we once always dreamed of. Thank you very much.