redsoxfan
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I've been housebound for almost what, like 2 years now or something. I might have been walking, talking, breathing, but it wasn't living. I had severe SP, aside from weekly therapy I did not leave the house. I've been on zoloft for quite some time now, but honestly I don't think it has done a thing. But anyway, recently I got the nerve to call up an old girlfriend I lost to this illness among other reasons, we've been talking lately and are going to start things back up, she's a beautiful person and is helping me leave the house and get over my agoraphobia. I've been out in public a few times now with her with little anxiety, it's a dream come true. But in about 2 weeks i've eaten next to nothing, my appetite is completely gone, I don't feel hungry or energy starved, I don't know what is going on(this started once I had first left the house, possibley it is just stress related? I try to eat small things because I know my body needs food but it usually ends in my vomiting because I feel so sick). I know now I am leaving the house, and I have someone in my life that cares for me and will help me, but I feel miserable? I don't know why but I can't kick this mood that feels like i'm in the deepest hole of a depression. I finally have reasons to get out of bed in the morning and more than ever I don't want to. I know it might sound crazy but I like to just open a wordpad and write for hours in self thought about whatever it may be that I have swirling around in that brain of mine, and usually afterwards I feel much better. I'm going to keep fighting and hope for the best, just remember never to give up, no matter how hopeless it seems.