I have only had burning (in my throat, not my lungs) on a few occasions. We may not have the same thing.
I have always had a ball of mucus in my throat - definitely since I was a teenager. What has worked best for me is not prescription drugs but to drink a lot of room-temperature, flat Diet 7up.
I have also reconciled myself to the fact that sometimes my goal is not to keep things down. I listen to my body. If I’m craving dairy products, it’s time for me to reconcile myself to the pain-in-the-neck process of expelling mucus. (Dairy aggravates the acid reflux for me and makes it easier to eject mucus from my body; since I’ve paid attention to that, I have less of a clog in my throat and a much better singing voice!).
I don’t know if you can relate to any of that. Stress does not affect everyone the same way.
Have any anxiety/depression meds ever given you relief? Have you tried more than one kind? Have you had any self-medicating experiences (if they’re not too personal)?
Over the course of 40 years, I’ve had many self-medicating experiences (even before the term was around!) and tried a handful of different prescriptions. I think the main problem with finding something that works is that when one is in the throes of the illness, it is very difficult to understand where the problem lies or how to convey it to another.
That, of course, is compounded by the fact that, even when the problem is known, people’s bodies react differently to medication.
There is an idea, I think, that “X” drug is supposed to solve “Y” problem, and if it doesn’t, the patient is doing something wrong. Just what the patient needs, lol - a false guilt trip!
If you want to discuss specifics of what medicine has/hasn’t done for you, maybe our two emotionally crippled heads can cut to the chase faster than a doctor who wants to help but has a lot of trouble understanding the specific problem.
I’ll tell you my conclusions for my own case: Depression was not my main problem. The depression mostly sprang from the anxiety. What I needed more than anything else was to relax every part of my mind and body. I did not need medicine that would pep me up. I needed medicine that would calm me down.
This was an extremely difficult revelation to accept because I wasn’t doing anything. I was a slug. To the outside world and to my own mind, the last thing I needed was to relax. And yet it was true. I was a clenched ball of humanity, and until I was able to relax, I was too tightly wound to move.
On a practical note, before finding medication that worked, the best tool I had was watching comedies. Laughing relaxes the body and lifts the spirit.