Just keep on keeping on, mate.
Been there and done it. Off any meds now despite my GP being keen to stick me back on them. "They" blamed my agoraphobia and SAD on the fact that I am virtually blind (they may have a point, being in crowds or being outside isn't exactly a bundle of laughs and people do indeed stare at me as I bounce by with my white stick.)
Got into a band a year or so back, fuck knows how I dared but I did, and now we gig at the local rock haunts. I'm the lead singer. Nobody would guess that at times in my life I've been too frightened to even go out of the back door into my own garden, let alone out the front.
So it can get better. I don't think I could say I'll never relapse but ATM I'm doing ok. You're already facing the right direction with the fact that you can talk to certain people, get on the train, actually hold down a job. Well fucking done, dude. Seriously. I've been there and although I can sing in front of a packed pub I still can't get on a train. With the shit you've gone through, that takes stones.
Good luck !
(womanwhocanonlylivewithdogs, Tue 21 Sep 2010, 17:44, Reply)