Not wanting to go out without my Jack Russell Terrier

I don't like leaving the house. People are scary and judgemental. But my Jack Russell Terrier, Cleo, gives me confidence. She protects me from danger. It gets dangerous here when it gets dark. She's seven years old and my best buddy.

The world is too loud for me.
People are mean.
I get scared easily.
And it's like I'm an accident waiting to happen.

If it's not dog friendly or close to home, I don't wanna go. I'm still only half way through being diagnosed.

But... I don't know what can be done. I'm just alone... So alone in a world that scares me.