I have only been on this 9-10 days, but I cannot leave the house. The last time I tried, by the time I showered and dressed, I was such a wreck, I just broke down and cried in front of my husband and said I cannot go. I felt so ashamed and weak. This is like the tenth med they've tried and I can't take it anymore. The 5 mg of Xananx isn't helping. Panic atacks are escalating. Any advice?
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