I got up today , went to see my therapist ,and I thought I was having a better day. On the way back to the house, it occured to me that I don't belong anywhere. I exist from one day to the next and for what? I live with the only person in the world I care about....my daughter. She loves me, but thanks to my depression and disabilities, has decided that we should no longer live together. Economically speaking, I can't move until my finances are more stable. for months, I have have walked on eggshells so as not to interfere with her life. I make plans, to go to school, volunteer etc, but that is all they are....plans. I feel myself sinking deeper and deeper and thinking for what? So I can struggle to get a tiny apt. and then she can simply see me when she is of a mood......I will be 50 in less than a month. All those I cared about are gone. My health is shot. I can't work. Will this ever end? why do I even bother to get up in the morning?What is the point????????