I dont mind the length. It actually started in 2009 when i seen somebody die. Then i got bit by a tick, and everyday was like a horror movie in my mind, multiple panic attacks, multiple trips to the ER weekly. Went to the doc, they prescribed me .5mg of xanax 3 times a day, i took it maybe 4 times in 6 months. I went to a psychiatrist/counselor for grief counseling, they said i was bipolar and needed bipolar meds. Found out almost everyone who goes there is "bipolar". They refused the grief counseling because I refused the meds. So 6 months after they started, i had to quit smoking, and they went away. I started smoking again a year later (i got really depressed). Got married, had a child, made 2 job changes and i was fine. I had NO CLUE vics could do this to me again. As for the job, i work a job where im constantly watched, i work with money, lots of it. And they were actually SO understanding. Im thankful for that. I had to leave twice, unexpectedly. I was crying and freaking out. Everybody was so loving about it. People like us, we need that, so i am thankful. Sorry, also for the full length novel. I will let you know about the self hypnosis, i go on the 6th.