I used to feel that way when I was really depressed. It seemed pointless to go, I had no desire, etc. But I always went because I would lose $125 if I canceled with less than 24 hours notice, and I hate to waste money. So I would go and then afterwards always be glad I did. T could always tell I was not feeling good and would somehow manage to do whatever he does to change that. Sometimes we just sat together and didn't say too much. I felt like I got some of my T's strong and positive energy. I soaked it up a little and felt better.

Maybe things will be different than you expect, if you go.

I hope you feel better.