Well, I took out the bottle of Citalopram that was sitting in my drawer for 6 months, and took one. There is about 3 weeks of pills in it, and apparently I have two refills. So that is plenty of time to find a therapist.

I feel like I should bow to the school of thought that says that mindfulness is all you need. And I've been trying that, and anti-anxiety techniques, but i can't screw up another job with my stupid issues. I just can't let that happen.