That's what I am. I guess a lot of us are. We can only take people in small doses. As long as I have at least some control and can quickly and hopefully magically disappear, then I can risk going to Mass, to the store, to the Post Office, to my mental health appointments. People terrify and exhaust me even in benign social interactions. I can't wait to get home, lock the door and relax somewhat. There is always the fear of the phone or someone coming to my door.

I got nauseated very, very badly yesterday. I blamed it on the nuts that I ate, but there was also a lot of running around with my sister going on. Both likely caused it. It was still really, really bad when I woke up, but managed to keep 2 Gravol tabs down and got through Mass.

I wish that there was a cure for all of us .