This Time I’m Finally Leaving: A day in the life of an agoraphobic

Published: July 5, 2008, 2:27 pm

Tags: health, life, writing, agoraphobia, anxiety, fear of crowds, fear of people, melancholy, mental health

(I wrote this 6 months ago when this condition pretty much ruled my life. It's interesting to see that not only did my life improve once I learned to cope with it, but my writing voice became way less melancholy.) I couldn't take it anymore. I was slowly sinking into myself. Wake up, clean, cook, watch TV, sleep. That was what all of my days consisted of in that order. I was trapped. Caged. Tamed. Forgive me for being a bit maudlin, but I have the time to over-think things. What else is there for me to do? There was always the option to leave the house, but that was never really an option. You see, I couldn't leave. I wouldn't. This time I was in different spirits. I began to feel even more antsy than usual. I was tired of being stuck here and acting like I enjoyed it. The need to get out was greater than ever. As I showered and dressed I realized simply leaving the house wasn't enough. Where would I go, to the crowded city? I didn't want to feel

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