I’ve pretty much been a hermit since leaving JR, or in hiding, however you want to put it. I can count on one hand the number if times I’ve gone out and been social in the last nine months. I’m ok with that.
The PTSD has been kicking up again the last few days, due to everyone and their toxic grandma walking into my job. Up until last December I felt safe at my job, that’s obviously not the case any longer.
I’ve been invited out this coming weekend, two separate things, on the same day. The thought of going to both things alone makes me nervous as hell. I look forward to the day that being invited out doesn’t fill me with anxiety.