Losing friendships... getting triggered at the slightest things... my world is closing in on me, everywhere I turn. I can't even fantasize, anymore. Can't hold a job - can hardly go to the store, sometimes. I used to read and read... but now... I just can't handle it. Naught but the most lighthearted of comedies in movies - as long as nothing comes up that reminds me...

I feel so lonely.

My husband is wonderful... but he is worried. I'm just... so tired of being a nonfunctioning burden in the world.

I hate my dad for doing this to me.

(And yes, I have a psy-doc and am on meds - we're trying to find the right ones. And I have an appointment with a therapist as well, just have to wait a whole month for it.)

Do you ever feel alone, too?