Shopping trips are horrendous things. And I used to love shopping so much! I have gotten to the point where I can cope if I am with someone (usually my partner), because I can talk to someone and concentrate on pushing the trolley. I find that if I have a trolley to push in the supermarket, I am not so bad.
I went and did the shopping alone last week as an experiment. It didn't go well, I had panic attacks all the way through the supermarket and had myself convinced I was about to drop dead of a heart attack (according to my Dr, there is nothing wrong with my heart, so it shouldn't be a concern!). This was the first time I had done the shopping on my own in years.... The thing is, I was so tempted to just leave the trolley in an aisle and run off home...but I didn't. I was determined to get the shopping done and get all the groceries home myself.
I was so proud of myself that I managed to get everything on the list, pay for it, and take it home by myself! A year ago, I would never have even contemplated doing this.
I don't know if we ever get rid of this completely, but we can move through stages of it and cope and manage things to the point where we can function in society.