I empathize. I'm where you are right now. I quit my therapy and fired my p-nurse on Friday. I figure I can take care of myself better than they can and have. I've been pretty much a hermit for the past 2 years. It suits me. People are often draining. So many expectations...so many chances to say and do the wrong thing when you'd rather be at home anyway.

I'm probably not the best one to respond to your thoughts as I think the exact same thing. But if things get too bad again, I'll probably have to go back to therapy and meds. This disease is tough to survive without any help, although I did it for 29 years alone.

Maybe after a period of being alone you'll feel recharged enough to go back into the world of therapy and socializing, but it's okay even if not. Just don't eat yourself up talking to the four walls. Kidding, but sometimes it does feel that bad.