I thought i've been doing pretty good until today when i went to a small grocery store. I just found myself frozen with fear and wanted to crawl out of the store. What was the weardest was, i stood talking to a wonderful older man, who was telling me of how his family, back in the day, would pic tomatoes and how his mom would can them. Well, it came real easy, I enjoyed the chat, thanked him for his time, and shortly after, i just wanted out of the store. Got in car and started to cry. Had a bad rest of the day..What's that all about..