Maybe Not Forever....
Literally.... I have troubles, just passing through the front door of my house, and stepping outdoors. It's not the leaving the house or the outside that I have anxiety about... but the people. If the world was devoid of all people (even though, I would be very lonely, if it were!), then leaving my house would be so very easy. =p
But the thought of being in a social setting, of being made fun of, or goofing up... it frightens me so much. :-(
Still, I push myself and force myself to be around others, in public, out there... twice a week. I know this may not seem like a big deal for many, but it is for me! I went from a girl who stayed indoors and away from any live person, for 6 years at a time, to one who goes out there... twice a week. And I've made that progress in as little as a year, thanks to therapy. :-)
I hope to continue further and further! I have hopes that I will! :-D
Still.... I stall... like now. I don't even have my socks on yet and I have to leave in fifteen minutes. XD
It's always a big to-do, when it's time for me to leave the house. I hope that I will get better in time... NO... I want to get better, in time! :-D