Okie dokie. I don't really tend to ask for advice... but I'm at a point where I need it.

I've put myself, willing, under the pressure of two really large triggers for me.

The first one (and the reason why I finally sought out diagnosis and meds in the spring) is that I am living in a small, isolated town. I'm from a small community and I sorta freak out with feeling trapped and isolated. And having so few people around (now in a town of 13,000) makes things really hard for me - I can't easily go out when I'm in an up and it's really noticeable if I'm withdrawing from things. And then it just feels like I'm in jail because I can't just pick up and go (I don't drive.. and it's an 8 hour drive to the next decent sized city anyway). I don't expect that anyone will have suggestions here, I'm just on the meds to try and help me stay stable until I can get myself adjusted/resigned to this as my fate. (I'm here for work and the job market is crap so it's not like I'm going to go anywhere better).

The second one, which is starting officially tonight... is that I have a housegust coming. For a few weeks at least. He's going to look for work and then somewhere to live. He needed to get out of where he was, so I am glad to help... but I'm going to have a really tough time and I've been stressing out for a week now. I live in a 1-bedroom apartment. He'll be sleeping in my living room.

I don't do well without actual privacy, which I won't get. I spend most of my time in my living room and only use my bedroom for sleeping to encourage good sleep habits. And I wake up early in the morning and it's pitch-dark in here... and I won't really be able to turn on the kitchen light without possibly waking him up.

And I don't like using the washroom when other people are around. Or when it's silent. It just freaks me out and makes me extremely uncomfortable.

I don't know how I am going to cope with it. He'll be jobless and he won't know anyone, and he's rather a homebody and a loner by nature. So he'll never really be out.

And then add that to the fact that my plate is already really full...

and you've got a really overwhelmed and freaking out Red Panda.