Well, I've been getting out more. Sometimes I enjoy it, but only for an hour or two, then I just feel exhausted.

It's not fear or anxiety that keep me home, just low level depression and I'm grieving a very big loss. I had a meltdown (crying) in my car in the parking lot on Saturday - I'd been having a good time up until then. But I was triggered and I just felt so overwhelmingly sad - I miss my cat so much.

Going out just makes me feel sooooo tired. I think I'm just going to have to accept that it's going to take time, and that I'll be getting out more often. Eventually.

I have to remind myself, It's okay to be home. I'm getting the essentials done. I'm getting out for the important stuff - the rest can wait. I just can't hurry the grieving process.