I saw my therapist today - been 2 weeks. He asked me what I have gotten done. I told him nothing. I do nothing. Then I thought for a second - and said "I fight to stay alive everyday, that is what I do, I am a live".

How sad is that? I so suck. But it is true, not sure why I fight but I do. Everyday, not as bad as when this episode of depression started but I still have to fight. What keeps me going I am not sure but I can say that PC and my friends here have helped a lot.

My therapist wants me to go in for ECT's so I will as soon as I can.

hugs to all