I am doing all right. Thanks for asking, TheByz. I meant to look into some counseling with the information you provided, but instead ended up confiding with a teacher at school last Wednesday much to my chagrin. The only real thing I mentioned to her was my depression. She asked if I would be willing to use help and I told her yes. However, that was the last day before spring break, so two weeks will pass until I can see her again and by that time I bet she will have forgotten everything...

Now my mom is in the hospital, which basically equates to me having to see my brother on a daily basis instead of a weekly one. I must sit next to him in the back seat of the sedan and let him put his arm around me. There's no right for me to complain about anything if my mom is in the hospital, is there? Instead, I'll stare out the window and wish I was somewhere, or someone, else. Getting out of the house will be exponentially more difficult if both of my parents are now disabled... I want to just push all these negative feelings into the pit of my stomach and ignore them again, but what will that accomplish? I am worried that there will never be a way out of this.