Lately, I’ve been having a lot of difficulties leaving my house. The mere thought of doing so makes my heartbeat race and my muscles tense and my breathing all but stop. I’ve been sick, physically and mentally, for almost two weeks, and the thought of how much people might judge me, think me weak or a liar or simply lazy when I’ve been struggling so very hard is almost crippling.

I have an appointment with my therapist tomorrow, but I feel almost as if I’m going to throw up in anticipation (not the good kind). I need to move past this but don’t know how.