I've Touched Grass But I'm Still Sad

I've been drinking a bit so forgive my lack of making sense and any typos.

I guess I've technically recovered from my agoraphobia. I found a job. I can go out. Talking to people is still hard but I'm getting better at it. For a while I felt fulfilled and happy. Then recently I started focusing on my living situation. I need to move ASAP. I need to learn to drive in order to move. And of that I'm terrified. But I can't stand to live here any longer, therefore I need to do it. 

Therefore I will.