So I was FINALLY able to get out of the house and have some fun with my friends this past weekend and I guess I didn't realize until my roommate said it to me that being cooped up in the house and alone for a large portion of the time over the last couple months, coupled with being in pain for most of it, made everything seem even worse than it really was. Her and I had a really great talk last week about it and she said I just needed to go out and have some fun.. turns out she was right. I had a really great weekend with my friends (and even got me some sweet sweet lovin' for the first time in almost a friggin year) and felt soooooo relieved by the end of the weekend. I also started working again at the pub and made great tips my first two shifts back so far so I'm not feeling the financial pressure anymore. So now, the only stressor left is the hunt for a job in my field. I think I can do this now.

Seriously though, moral of the story - if you are ABLE to get out of the house, do it. I was not able to and it was killing me. I know many of you choose to isolate yourselves when you're not well but that is the worst thing you can possibly do for yourself. You need to get out and you need to be around people. Humans are social animals, we cannot hack it alone.