I have been worrying myself to peices lately. I wanted to share what has been on my mind with someone. But, my T appointment is a ways away. So, here goes. When I was in Abnormal Psychology, we had a chapter on depression and suicide. The depression chapter made me remember my childhood. They talked about suicide as if it is the strangest thing in the world. I mean I sometimes have thoughts suicide. So, I felt so strange. In the ethics class, my teacher called Dysthymic Disorder a mental disorder. I some how never quite thought ot it as that for all these years. But, I felt as if he was accusing me of having been mentally ill. I cried all night recently because of this. I am hoping that sharing this might help me to sleep for more than 4 or 5 hours tonight for the first time in a month.