thats what happened to me too. went from a more populus area to a very small out of the way bedroom town 45 minutes NW of Boston.
I'm going to have to just take any job at this point. My anxiety is just rising and I am nervous I will break again and end up back in the hospital. I'm not eating, barely sleeping, crying at the drop of a hat. Something has got to give.
I barely have anyone left. My oldest friends decided they couldn't handle me being depressed anymore, it wasn't like I was living at their houses or calling them 24/7. They just don't get it, neither do I sometimes. It breaks my heart to know they haven't said a word to me in nearly three months.
I must focus....JOB...JOB!!!! AHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!