She visualizes a mask slowly falling to the ground, before being stomped on by the boots. Kate licks her lips and allows her hands to slide down her body. She sees a pair of boots slamming down on some dirt. Her thoughts race through a series of blurred faces, all wearing masks. The tension on her face is clear as she keeps scrubbing. She thinks about crowded streets, people smiling, talking, coughing, shaking hands, wind blowing through the trees. As she scrubs, her eyes close and she begins to let her mind wander. Kate immediately goes to the shower and scrubs her body to disinfect herself. But she can’t reach, and after several painful attempts to drag the plants inside, she gives up and slams the door. Using a grabber stick, Kate sticks her gloved hand out the door to try and grab the plants. On the front steps of Kate’s small house, the front door opens a crack. On the answering machine, Kate’s sibling leaves what sounds like a frustrated, repeated message, reminding her to take care of some plants that she got Kate. She glances at the phone and decides to let the answering machine pick it up. Suppressing her panic with controlled breathing, she disinfects her hands, puts on a pair of latex gloves, and walks briskly away.ĭetermined, Kate goes down the list, meticulously cleaning and safe-guarding every corner of her home. Finally, she slams her marker down on the counter. But, looking at all of the individual items on the list, Kate quickly becomes overwhelmed. Kate looks at her to-do list on the kitchen counter, a list of all of the rituals she has developed as coping mechanisms for her agoraphobia.

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