I can’t take it anymore, but I’m praying someone will see this and maybe offer an answer or some hope. I don’t think I will recover from what the pandemic has done to me. I’ve been isolated and unable to work for the past two years. My sleeping schedule is just horrendous, and everytime I try to stay up during the day and push through I feel like I’m going insane. I feel physically weak, I’m so scared to leave my house because the world is awful and scary. But I have to go back to work. My only parent I have left (one died from cancer) can longer support me financially, and every job interview I land is a fail. The day of the interview I feel like I’m suffocating. I constantly feel like I’m suffocating. I’m always in my apartment and when I do get out, it’s for something small like a doctors appointment. Other then that I sleep to feel like I’m in a coma. I keep thinking this is what the rest of my life is going to look like. I’m 32, and have been suffering since I was a teenager. I feel like time is running out and my panic attacks will never go away, even though I’m on clonopin daily. That along with gabapentin and propranolol and lexapro. I’m so scared that I’m going to live like this forever. Any kind of advice or happy thoughts or just anything would help me so much at this time. My psychiatrist is also extremely unhelpful and told me our last session that there aren’t many medication options left for me. Thanks a lot…