Seems this is day two of horrible anxiety, miserable dread. I am scared to get off of the couch and get ready and my son has a conference at 11. I am praying I am about to start, that this is only PMS...but it feels so much worse. Ocassionally, I do get horrible PMS that mimics symptoms but still I am very, very overwhelmed with these emotions. I am so afraid that this heightened anxiety is a sign of impending hell. I wish I was sitting in my pdoc's office and that I could stay there all day. It makes me feel safe. I just want to feel safe.