1 week down, 7 to go. So I'm filled with anxiety. I don't want it to get worse but I don't want to tell anyone either. They don't know h so they may think I'm in an abusive situation. Which I'm not. I got 7 weeks left to get this under control. Because of how my memory is I'll essentially be letting a stranger that I know I care for in the house (h). Until I get use to him again. I don't know how to deal with this and I have no therapist to talk to about it. I don't want to shove medicine at it. I don't even know how to tell pdocs. It'll be the first time I meet him. Everytime my dog barks my anxiety skyrockets. I'm still only getting out of bed to eat. H wants me to see a Dr because I've been speratically coughing so hard I get dark spots in my vision. Kinda like cigarette burns on a film. But I know I'm not in a film. I don't know how to explain it any other way. So I guess I'm loosing grip on reality but I'm taking my medicine. I just need to figure this out and not let it get worse.