I think at this point I still wanted to lock myself in my house and hide from the world, as its the only way I felt safe from alcohol getting me. Cant really put it into words, I was just too afraid to go out incase my AV spoke to me, so I stayed home as I felt I had more control in my cocoon and protected, weird feeling to put into words. The fear and anxiety faded and I became more confident I could control the AV, I think that was around month 2.