I'm thrilled to be getting a bit more independent, driving around on my own, stopping in a little store, driving past my old apartment...but...I'm also kind of anxious about getting better. I've been like this for so long now, it's almost like the anxiety is an old friend. It's as if I've forgotten how to be "me", and the anxiety I deal with is the "new me". I know that's preposterous, but sometimes when I'm thinking about what it will be like to get back on my own and start to enjoy life like I used to I start to get anxious. I want nothing more to be able to just get up, hop in the car and go grocery shopping, alone, like I used to. That was one of my favorite things to do because I'm a bit of a "foodie" and I know taking people with me to the grocery store is just awful for them since I love to look at everything. However, the thought of that one day being a reality again, brings on the dizziness and shortness of breath. I'm trying so hard to be optomistic and have a positive outlook on everything, but I can't help to get a little down when I think about being on my own again. What on earth's a girl to do?
