Thank you so much for the encouragement, Open Eyes. I made it to the clinic for the group, but had a serious panic attack when I got there. I had just decided, nope, I tried, but just couldn't go through with it, when the therapist who leads it walked out of the back area and saw me trying to pull myself together enough to even leave. She changed the room it was was held in so it wouldn't be such a big reminder, and the new room was closer to the bathrooms in case I needed that. This new room also had three exit doors, and the room was much smaller. She set the seats up so I could sit between some doors, then allowed me a few minutes in the room first before the others came in so I could adjust to it. She did this without my asking for any of it. There was a little construction on one side of the room outside it, and, being as on edge as I was, I jumped so badly when one of them did something that caused a very loud noise. She noticed, and asked them to take a break for an hour. She was actually very thoughtful and helpful with it, and I made it through the group. She said she wasn't aware I haven't been able to get the psychiatrist appt yet for medication, nor the individual therapy yet either. She said, next week, she'll have the room set up beforehand, and even apologized that it wasn't this time. She said if there's a time when I simply can't make it through group, she'll excuse me from it until I'm at least on medication. Her thoughtfulness and understanding really helped. Though I still felt like a small shriveled up being for it all.