Although not been formally diagnosed yet, I know that I do suffer Agoraphoba, as well as social anxiety.
I have to most often post letters, due to my faith and can only go to the post box in the early hours of the morning, just so I do not have to meet people. Even though I now the route ( well, have been using that same route for nearly 3 year's now! I had to take a detour, as the local gardeners, are putting down a new foot path, which due to the rain, has made the mud too dangerous, in the dark to walk and remembered my husband saying that I could walk another way. Well, realising that I could not walk back the same way, I talked myself into taking the detour and my "heart was in my mouth". It felt like I was climbing the highest moutain and a ridiculous sense of pride that I was actually acheiving a very ordinary act.
First developed this, when I tried to run away from a terrible enviroment. I was about 8 and did not even get that far, when I thought: this world is way too big for me and nope, it was not me seeing myself as a child, which naturally the world would be big. This was a deep sensation of fear of the unknown and from that moment, it took such courage to go out on my own and now, I live in a different country, with a different language, it is FAR WORSE.
I have a sensation of panic of not being near my home.
I have to most often post letters, due to my faith and can only go to the post box in the early hours of the morning, just so I do not have to meet people. Even though I now the route ( well, have been using that same route for nearly 3 year's now! I had to take a detour, as the local gardeners, are putting down a new foot path, which due to the rain, has made the mud too dangerous, in the dark to walk and remembered my husband saying that I could walk another way. Well, realising that I could not walk back the same way, I talked myself into taking the detour and my "heart was in my mouth". It felt like I was climbing the highest moutain and a ridiculous sense of pride that I was actually acheiving a very ordinary act.
First developed this, when I tried to run away from a terrible enviroment. I was about 8 and did not even get that far, when I thought: this world is way too big for me and nope, it was not me seeing myself as a child, which naturally the world would be big. This was a deep sensation of fear of the unknown and from that moment, it took such courage to go out on my own and now, I live in a different country, with a different language, it is FAR WORSE.
I have a sensation of panic of not being near my home.