Not Getting What They Want...

Standing outside in front of a busy cafe, wondering how I ever got over my fear of crowds started to overwhelm me. I started thinking about the days when I had agoraphobia. Iād walk into a mall full of people and my equilibrium would somehow fade out on me, leaving me holding onto something or someone, and at times, be found on the floor passed out. Iād wake up to a crowd of strange faces looking down at me. āAre you ok? Can you hear me? Whatās your name? Whatās todayās date?ā Sometimes, Iād find myself waking up inside of an ambulance. I was hooked up to the oxygen being asked the same things: āWhatās todayās date? Who is our president?ā At times, the simple answers to all of these questions would slip away from me. Although through the years, I have gotten better. With CBT (Cognitive Behavior Therapy), Iāve managed to break through the vicious cycles of agoraphobia. I started venturing outside of my home. It was scary and this 'new world' seemed so different now. ...