During my last T session, I mentioned to T that I have been totally overusing my migraine meds....and some of the reasoning over the last couple of weeks was to numb. He is also aware that I am on Lexapro and Klonopin.

He feels that now that the storm is passing, with my divorce being finalized, I need to put a time limit on that because it should be smooth sailing going forward.

Well, today, I had a total meltdown. My daughter was with her dad, and I discovered that our freezer downstairs was not running due to the plug being slightly out. Everything thawed completely, and is destroyed as I predict that this happened about a week ago.

Of all the things that triggered a meltdown, I didn't think this would be it. But it did.

Several weeks ago, we had a major ant problem in the kitchen and I had to throw out almost ALL of our food in the cabinets. I was so upset, but I dealt with it.

Then, I found out that my insurance was not going to be covering my T sessions from July onwards, so I had to shell out nearly $800 to cover the uncovered portion, and now my weekly T cost is much higher until the end of the year. I dealt with that.

Then, I found out that my cat had been peeing on my beautiful downstairs carpet, and the downstairs smells sooooo bad. I am taking steps to deal with it and hopefully will be able to preserve the carpet - otherwise I'm looking at recarpeting the entire downstairs.

Then, my refinance was finalized and we realized that we did not estimate the borrowing amount high enough to cover the payoff of my existing mortgage and the settlement to my EX....so I had to shell out, unexpectedly, just over $2000.

All of these things were upsetting - but I kinda chalked it up to "oh well, that's life - deal with it"....and I managed.

Yet, when I found out that all the food in my freezer is destroyed, I totally lost it...I started sobbing....and then the anxiety hit me....and then the urge to SI, which I haven't had for quite a while (since I disclosed to my T about the physical abuse I endured as a child and the CSA)....To fight off the urge, I started doing some physical activities, listened to some loud music, etc. And the urge just kept getting stronger. Finally, I resorted to medication.

I guess the divorce, the depression, the finances, the overwhelming responsibilities, etc. are just getting to me....

Anyway, I'm afraid to tell T all this stuff, because I have full custody now of my daughter - and I don't want to risk being told I am an unfit mother. My daughter means the world to me, and we have a WONDERFUL relationship. I take very good care of her, show her affection all the time....

Should I be worried to tell T?