Yup I've disassociated probably more than I even realized and yes I've avoided people and all interactions possible, and yes I've had anxiety attacks and on and on but, I've almost made it through a whole day at work. Better than yesterday when I spent my entire day in bed...I don't want to be around anyone. I'm paranoid. All the time. And when I leave work, I will without a doubt get a new set of symptoms as I struggle to complete the other half of my day. But so far, today, I did it, I made it, through another day. Another day of my hell that no one knows about and no one needs to know about either. But I am struggling hard but fighting too. Fighting for my daughter. That is who keeps me here.