I'm hanging in there barely right now. I want to bail on therapy again.

So, things are going alright I guess. I don't have many complaints except for therapy. Our relationship feels creepy to me. Vouyeristic creepy. Anyone who knows me knows I can talk about myself.

The depression is lifting a bit, and just in time to save me from complete insanity!

My sister was in a bad car accident. My mother was driving and my grandfather was also in the car. Apparently, my grandfather is in intensive care now. My sister called me crying.

I'm going with my roommates to this concert. We are going to be post apocalyptic angry Iranian zombies! LOL I am happy to be going with them.

Well it is definitely come to that point of meds or no meds. I have had the most horric luck with meds, but I am unmistakably depressed, beyond thepoint of return, I think. Without a little help.

I was touched on the bus today. This stranger came and sat next to me singing to me it creeped me out but I thought he was a harmless drunk. If I ignored him he would go away.