After work today, I went to a writing event. Everyone was focusing on writing, thus the name, writing event. This being after work, mind you, I didn't have a laptop with the flashdrive I'm writing my novel on. They had wifi though, so I got to practice for the very first time in my life...the art of phoneposting! Believe it or not, I got a full day's worth of writing done in a couple of hours, albeit at a slightly different point in my novel than I was working on.
...Oh. And when I say "a day's worth of writing done". What I'm saying is my daily average done. That being...400 words. Given that I've been averaging less than 400 words a day on my computer, and given I got over 400 words done in a couple of hours using my phone (it's actually not as hard as people make it out to be, dunno why people complain about phoneposting so much), that's actually stellar progress. (It might actually be 500, when you include some post-production edits. Which I know, are frowned upon, but eh.)
I probably could have done more, but I was afraid if I stayed too long, I wouldn't be able to drive home safely, as I was feeling a little bit tired by 3. Still, though! I socialized with others, for what little talking we did. And I think that environment (it was a book store) is VERY conductive to writing! It helped I could also use my internet name there, though only awkwardly. (This is my profile.)
It helped me a lot, and I do feel much better because of it.
Still...uneasy, unsettled, though. I'll live. Through the worst of it. Now it's back to the minor levels of dysphoria I experience every day, rather than the major panic attack that was earlier. Soyeah. As promised...no need to worry about me.
Still not great, but enough to get by.