I’ve been wanting to crawl up in the fetal position or alternately, tear my skin off. Just a terrible afternoon and evening so far.
Got word from my psychiatrist that I can take additional anxiety meds. That helped a little this afternoon.
When it came time to make dinner, back to the fetal position. But I finally was able to get up and get some brownies in the oven, and set up for making dinner. Why is this so hard???