1. You are not an addict, to this medication or anything else.
2. Anxiety does go away after you work on your issues and have those light bulb moments where you suddenly realize what is triggering the attacks. It's rather like "OH MY GOODNESS!!!!!!! I didn't realize I was doing this!".
3. Life will return to a somewhat normal existence. You will have some things that you just won't want to do anymore and that's okay. Sometimes life changes and we become different.
I don't stand on the stage and perform anymore. Okay, I miss occasionally but it's not something that I did for a paycheck or for any real reason where it was needed. I do still perform in a group every now and then BUT I stand where I can leave at any time. When we sing at a place I have the door close to me or an isle or the exit from the stage. I don't perform by myself so if I walk off it makes no difference to the performance.
Heavy traffic wigs me out. I have gotten out of the habit of driving in it, now all I can think about when I am in a traffic jam is that I'm trapped and can't get out...I can get out just fine, it would just be embarrassing to get out of the car and walk away.
My life changed due to anxiety and panic attacks. For a very long time I was totally terrified to be alone, to be stuck in traffic even at a stop light if I wasn't the first one on the right where I could make a right turn on red to get out if I wanted too. I was not able to sit in meetings if I was not right by the door. I could not go to a new place without a ton of anticipatory anxiety wondering where I'd be sitting, where the exits would be, what about the doors and windows, I'd have nightmares for days. I stopped going to new places for events unless I could go early and walk through them before I made plans to go.
There was a church in a town that I occasionally visited when we were in that town for the day. The classroom that we went to for a ladies meeting had the speaker on the wall where the door was. That's the wall they put the chalkboard on. The class basically sat and faced the exits with space for the teacher and the desk before you reached the door. This was very traumatic for me. I could not stand to go and sit there wondering if I'd have an anxiety attack and need to leave. I'd sit and squirm the whole time I was there, worrying about what if, I couldn't even tell you what the topic of the lesson was or if anyone even gave the lesson because I could not pay attention to anything except that the door was over there and I was over here, maybe 6 feet away....seriously, this is how bad my anxiety was.
I did not take a daily med for my anxiety. I carried Klonopin with me at all times and if I felt too out of control I would take a half or a whole pill. Sometimes at the end of a whole year I would still have a whole bottle. It was my "lucky rabbits foot" as my psychiatrist called it. She told me that because I had the med I could talk myself into coping because if it got too bad I could take the pill. So it never got too bad for me to handle.
I don't do this anymore. I function in almost every facet of my life in a normal way now. I do have some anticipatory anxiety still in certain areas but it's like a normal person could have. Not the way out of proportion that I had been living with.
So I KNOW it can get better. But you need to find out what triggered this. YOU need to work on the issues and once you have that insight you'll be able to start that movement forward. I KNOW this will happen for you. You won't be on anxiety meds forever. Your body won't need them after a while.
As for the antidepressants, you could be on those the rest of your life if you have a biological issue where you need them. You could have been doing coping skills with the depression and not realized you needed them. I hope you'll continue working with a therapist so you can get to the bottom of this and get through this. It can take a couple of years to get back to normal.