I saw Dr. Mind today. He was speechless. Which about goes with how I feel. I also feel depressed. Big surprise there. I'm not eating. I just am not the least bit hungry. All I've had to eat today is a brownie, most of a cucumber, a tiny bit of soup, and a roll. This is not good. I'm going to make myself eat some cereal in a few minutes with my meds.
For the most part I feel like crying and crying, but I'm scared to even start. I'm scared of letting this depression take off. I know I don't really control it, but I am afraid of what will happen. I'm not pushing tremendously hard on the jobs this week. I need a little time to recover.
This just makes no sense. I don't want to go into the backstory here, but it was one of those situations where the only thing that was going on was not something where I was wrong. I think it was easier to shut me up than it was to deal with the real issue. I could never prove this, but I think it is true.
Anyway, not liking life much right now.