The Barossa Mag Autumn 2019 | Page 28

28 | T HE B A R O SSA M A G Black dog on a leash WORDS BY TODD KUCHEL PHOTOGRAPHY BY SAM KROEPSCH Fresh out of school without a care in the world, this quiet, yet confident metal head had no idea what devastating impact a looming moment was about to have on his life. It was in 2002, at the age of 17, while hanging at a mate’s house that Jaron Dswonitzky was overcome with an unsettling sensation. “It’s like I was suddenly stressed,” Jaron says. “I got all dizzy and light headed, like when you stand up too quickly and see a bit of white, but I was sitting down.” When Jaron stood up, he fainted. Upon waking, he felt even more panicked. Two weeks later, he fainted again. “The second time I focused on it more and it became worse. Then I started thinking about it and expected it every time I felt off, even just watching TV.” Jaron’s mind began to race 24 hours a day, which left him sleeping for only half and hour a night. With no clue as to what was happening, Jaron went to a doctor for help. He was told that he was stressed. Jaron laughed, responding with, “What am I stressed about? I’ve just finished school. I should be having the time of my life!” However, Jaron took on what the doctor said and felt confident. A week later the feelings returned. A second doctor gave him the same verdict. Again, Jaron felt good for a week. Determined to learn what was wrong, Jaron went to a third Doctor who suspected him of having anxiety and depression. He was therefore referred to doctor Godfrey Kunze. During Jaron’s first session with Doctor Kunze, he was given a VHS detailing numerous symptoms of anxiety and depression. Jaron returned confirming that he had them all. Jaron was diagnosed with anxiety and depression and began seeing the doctor every week. Jaron also gave up drinking and smoking to focus all efforts on his recovery. Jaron’s parents completely understood and supported him 100%, as did Doctor Kunze and his brother. A devastating set back came with the passing of Jaron’s beloved dog, Zeus. “That put me back a spot. He was my ears, and unconditional love. He helped me out a lot.” Four months into his treatment, Jaron began hypnotherapy. Another 6 months later, he was asked if he would consider medication as well. Jaron began to analyse every sensation, which made him not want to leave his own house. “This is the best advice I can give,” he says. “Don’t rely on anything. If I didn’t do that I’d still be gone for all money.” The medication started working three days later, which enabled Jaron to sleep more than he had in the previous 6 months. “I worried I might faint and have someone ring an ambulance without knowing what was wrong with me,” he says. With the diagnosis, Jaron admits becoming worse. His fear of leaving the house had developed agoraphobia. During the following sessions, Jaron was taught breathing exercises to slow his heart rate and gain control over his panic attacks.