I did not go inpatient today. I took a klonopin and started to pack...then some things happened. I noticed the sun shining, i got return phone calls about when pest control will be here. I stopped worrying about mr. Crackhead and his codependent bank account. There is a 2 mile hike with my lesbian friends on saturday. And i have vocational counseling next friday. I have you guys for support, my best friend, my cats. I think i got depressed this time because of that psycho couple and the research i did trying to figure them out. There is no reason since they are out of my life and if they do, well 911 can deal with them. I think learning about them put me in a downward spiral. Have group tomorrow so if i get in a bad place, i will be reassed. How does this sound? I would really like all the support and feedback i can get because i am still a little shaky. Love, nucking futz