Hi, I am new to the forum. I was diagnosed with anxiety and agorophobia about nine months ago. I never had any of this, well maybe constant worrying but it was different, it hadn't turned inward. I would go on my way, working, taking care of my teenage children, one in college, the other a junior in high school. Well, I got sick, ended up in the hospital with pneumonia. After three days of steroids, medication, they let me out and I was in a fog. I continued taking asthma meds at home and recovering. I never felt the same after that. I remember going to the supermarket and feeling like I couldn't breathe. I almost passed out. I rushed home and had a full blown panic attack. When I finally went back to work I was paranoid and of course had panic attacks there. I spiraled downward and not only was afraid to go anywhere or be left alone but developed bad depression because of my situation. I didn't feel I would live life again the same way. I went to a partial hospitalization program and am not sure if it was the right thing to do. I met nice people there but it was agony going there every day for six weeks. They put me on Prozac which sent me to a darker place. They switched me to Remeron and Klonopin after that, which I still take today. After that I tried to put my life back, I had called work back and started again part time. It was the hardest thing I've ever done. I definitely wasn't ready but new this was vital to my recovery. I would go through the motions of taking care of the house, my daughter, food shopping. Food shopping was really hard, so was the mall, I finally drove there again with my daughter but I was dying inside. I thought I'd lose it for sure. Well since then I work again full time. It's hard, especially the first hour. I'm a preschool teacher and I have a small group of children and no assistant. I don't have my confidence back and I feel vulnerable. I know once I start doing my thing in my classroom I feel in control again but the anticipatory feelings of perhaps losing control and embarrassing myself are there. I try to distract myself the best I can until the feelings pass. My doctor wants me to start on Lexapro but I'm scared to start a new med and have to deal with any side effects especially at work. I do feel I've gotten better in some ways. I'm not as panicky. I push myself to do things. We just went to my brother's in Mass. for Thanksgiving, so I endured a five hour car ride. I go out to eat, go shopping without being as anxious as I was. These things I can do now is because I desensitized myself. I'd go out every day. My marriage isn't great, my husband can be controlling and tells me to snap out of it. Thankfully, I do have support from other members of my family namely my son, who is up at college, and a big problem is I miss him so much. He's my rock. I'm the happiest when he's home or when I'm doing things with my daughter, like getting our nails done or going to get coffee. I have a good friend who is very supportive and meets me for breakfast or shopping once a week. That's my story. Would love to get some comments.