I had a meltdown yesterday when I made my last post here. Went home feeling terrible still, and just sat on the couch crying into my bf's chest for a while. Then one of his friends stopped by, couldn't complain too much about that since he was only dropping some stuff off. Then another one of his friends stopped by, and stayed for almost an hour. I should've gone in another room, or done something else, but I stayed on the couch listening to them talk and laugh and make jokes. It didn't feel good. I felt so disconnected from everything, it was almost like there was a physical barrier between me and the rest of reality. I knew I was sitting on the couch but I couldn't feel it, even when I ran my hand along the side of the cushion to try to ground myself.