Exposure therapy make sense to me. It got my step-grandmother on a plane to the UK and back when she was in her mid-80's. The guy who took a group through the process was actually an airline employee. I don't remember much that she told me about it but I remember that at the 1st or 2nd (and subsequent) sessions, they had to arrive at the airport in the manner that they were going to make their actual departure and with suitcases packed. I thought that was cool.

I just can't 'do' exposure therapy right now. If I'm going to try to, for instance, just sit at the front door and look out of the glass, I need someone that I trust to stand beside me. I don't have that now.

And I guess that I need to be working on other things, too.