I know how you feel. Sometimes, I don't go outside for days. I hate being around people rubbing their nose and sniffing. It's so uncomfortable. I used to jog everyday, but people at the park started to look at me like a diseased animal, so I got depress and just stopped going out for a really long time. Now, I've started to go out once a day, but I mostly keep my distance from people. I hate being a pariah, but that's what I am. My heart hurts to think about what my social life has become because of this condition. I feel like my suffering has no end in sight, but I am trying to keep hope alive.