I hate December as well. Anniversary of my parents' suicide; time when my husband walked out on me because of my deep depression; my birthday; my daughter's birthday...and then whoopee! Christmas!

I have asked numerous doctors to put me asleep on Nov. 30 and wake me up on Jan. 2 but they simply laugh and say that's a good joke. So why am I not laughing?

Right now I'm dealing with my daughter who is SO mean. She hit me with her car a few months ago and I finally called the police. I thought they would charge her with a misdemeanor but the state has upped it to a felony charge. I was with her Sunday (as she was screaming such horribly mean things at me in the middle of Walmart!) and when she started hitting me while she was driving I told her to stop...didn't she realize how much trouble she's in?

She said she had never been arrested for the incident...it was MY mental illness making the story up...and besides, I jumped in front of her car trying to kill myself. And, oh yeah, that IF she is arrested for it she will kill me.

I think a lot of people do screwy things this time of the year. I'm not sure where/when it all started sliding down the slope so quickly but December seems to be difficult for more and more people each year.

Hang in there...you truly do have friends here who care about you!

~ Melanie