Well done for being brave. The panic will lessen, I promise. The more you make tiny efforts, the braver you will feel.
I can empathise with the being sick with anxiety. I was like that almost every day for months.
I went out last night too: I had a lovely time, but was relieved not to be out too late. I felt a bit anxious afterwards as I lay in bed, but was glad I had been out of my comfort zone.
( Some bloke was giving me the eye from another table, but I acted like I hadn’t realised. I was enjoying being with my friends too much! An😀)