Dear Agoraphobia,

I just noticed you. You always seem to be in the background of everything I do. I need you to leave me alone. Every time I’m out in public you show up and intimidate me. I can only be in the grocery store for 20 mins before you come along and scare me away. I find myself running back to the car, locking all the doors, taking my shoes off, sitting in the fetal position until my partner drives me home.

Enough is enough. I don’t want to live like this. I want to be able to go grocery shopping, I want to take a pottery class, I want to fly on a plane to Luxembourg and go to every restaurant there. But you have stolen that from me. I don’t know what to do at this point.

I’ve tried to get a restraining order but you don’t seem to care. There’s no consequences for you. I hate you. You are the worst part of me. You have destroyed me. I am confined to my house now.

Fuck you.