Therapy on Monday started the high anxiety. Then the uniform on Wednesday kicked it into a higher gear. I managed to make it through the day, with the help of some coloring and extra klonopin. I managed to wear the uniform the rest of the week too. Just kept telling myself that wearing it doesn't mean I'm going back to that job, it's just a shirt and pants. I'm still on edge. Not sure when this is going to ease up.