I have an appointment with my therapist tomorrow. I haven't seen her in several weeks. I'm already anxious about venturing out. I hate this irrational fear of leaving the house, but don't know what to do about it. Nothing she or my pdoc have suggested has helped. I either get too scared and don't go out or take my Klonopin and force my way out. Either way I'm miserable. I'm sorry to sound whiny, but does anyone else have this problem or have any ideas for me? Thanks.
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