yesterday I woke with really bad anxiety so bad I thought I was going to lose my mind..then my daughter had to go to the ER for her foot and I'm back to square one this morning with the anxiety of returning to work after 4 days. My work is pretty crazy and I'm trying to put myself into the mindset that it's important to stay in the real world rather then running from it. that's how all these phobias start with going into public places, and I allready have a problem with that as it is. this is week 2 of the weaning from the prozac I dropped one pill last night and then drop another thurs. night next week is 3. I'm also trying to look at this as a positive since I have no choice, I am on Lithium and it doesn't seem to agree with much. I feel like I'm slipping from the world and I know my family needs me, where is the old me?????
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