It has always been my trigger. No matter if it's just for a few beers, or him hanging out with them. It's always been a problem with me, even just thinking about it makes me want to cry and I get extreme panic attacks. 

I'm trying to overcome it, to be honest I have been for the past 5 years but it only seems to be getting worse. I've been in therapy for about 5 months. Before that, I was in therapy for half a year (then 2 year hiatus). Can anyone relate? Has anyone overcome this? Is there hope for me?