I thought I'd see if anyone else here had experienced this, or has any ideas of coping with it.

I've found, sometimes, if I have a few reasonably bad days, that if I manage to get myself out of the flat and doing something (unavoidable lectures or a desperate need for food normally do it), then I find myself in a kind of...zombie state. It's hard to articulate but I kind of retreat into myself and my only concerns become the anxiety, which is still very much there, and not walking into something (which isn't always entirely successful). If it worked as an escape it would be nice but it doesn't...the anxiety is still there, but I just find it very difficult to think about everything. I'll be moving really slowly, everything feels like it takes 10 times as much effort, and I'll struggle with anybody talking to me to adequately respond.

And then I get home and there's the overwhelming sense of relief, even if I'd been desperate to get out of the house in the first place. So...I dunno. It's a very different feeling compared to when I'm just generally anxious when out and about, and I think I put it partly down to the fact that if I've had a bad few days, my sleeping pattern has probably gone utterly to pot, but I'm not sure that's all it is.

So, yeah. I just wanted to throw this out there and see if anyone had any suggestions?