Hi everyone. I haven't been on here for quite a while, except to post about my therapist's health just recently.

Life is really something, huh? I'm not really having depression right now, but I have some real worries, I guess. First off, my therapist is in the hospital in a coma. And I guess I really shouldn't read the newspapers because I read tonight that a baby in our area was taken to the hospital and is in critical condition because she was shaken. I cried and cried when I read that. What is wrong with people?

I am starting to think I am bad luck to therapists everywhere and I have no plans to find another one. My last one died suddenly when I was seeing her.

For the past few years, I haven't been in severe need of therapy - just have to see one and I like to have someone to talk to. Plus, I need to be on medication. But it sure opens us up to some trauma sometimes, huh? Life is really something.