*sigh of relief*

Ahhhhhhhh~

The meds have kicked in and wow, do I feel better. It's great to be a pill-popper, isn't it? :\

Seriously though, I do feel a great deal better. I can drive now without panicking, I can eat at restaurants, walk around a little... Yeah, I know that those are things regular people do on a daily basis. That's how bad my anxiety gets. I couldn't even go to the nearest Tim Horton's a kilometer away. Hell, I could barely get to the convenience store two blocks away.

I'm not entirely sure what it is about restaurants and eatery-type-places that sets me off. Maybe it's the waiting around? I don't like sitting idly unless I'm in a place I consider to be safe. And it's difficult to find the local Timmie's safe when there's a bin in the washroom for disposing of needles. Every time I use the bathroom, I pretend that the bin is for people with diabetes. :P

Going on a trip this weekend with Andrew -- that's my boyfriend -- and his family. Taking the train, staying at a hotel, wandering around the city, seeing a baseball game... I wonder how I'll hold up.

Send happy thoughts ><