I don't know how I made it through today. I suppose being able to hide in my office most of the day helped. At least it seems the meds are doing their job and preventing anxiety, I'm not obsessing over my physical problems anymore. I'm far too familiar with this feeling, just being empty. I only have one more human interaction tonight, and then I can hide again. Everything is just a blur, one day bleeds into the next into the next into the next...and I feel satisfied with nothing. I just want to go home and crawl into bed.