I haven't felt this bad for quite a while. I felt bad when I woke up, but that's not unusual and it wears off by noonish. But I had to go out there, into that scary place where people are and you never know what might happen. I had to go to two stores, the garage for the car's safety check and to get my hair cut. Now, usually getting my hair cut is a relaxing time, but I was already so anxious that it was just something I had to get through so that I could get back home. I took an extra 1 mg of Clonazepam and it didn't help. I'm just a basket case. What will ever help me? I'm just sick and hate myself for being so weak and stupid. There must be something that I'm doing wrong because I'm getting lots of help, but nothing seems to work. I just want to hide and cry. Today was just too over-whelming. Hopefully tomorrow will be calmer.