It always gets better.

Success (at last)

1. I went to a restaurant.
   Voluntarily. I could’ve chosen not to go, but I went.
2. I didn’t have any panic attacks all day.
   Not at work, not in the restaurant, not anywhere. 
3. I ate meat at the restaurant.
   Not a huge amount, but enough that would normally make me uncomfortable.
4. I touched public doors, menus, etc.
   Didn’t get freaked out or very anxious; it barely even phased me.
5. I didn’t feel sick at all today.
   Not from eating restaurant food, not from not eating at work, not from anything.

This gives me so much hope, you have no idea. Life is good today. :)))))