I'm afraid T is going to give up on me....

I have no energy at all. This depression has taken such a strong hold of me...the weight of it is leaving me lifeless. I saw T, and he is concerned - wants me to consider a med change (even tho he hates AD's), but I told him I wouldn't consider that because every time I've changed meds, it makes me feel worse - filled with agitation.

We attempted exploring the weight that is holding me down....but didn't get far. I could sense T's frustration....

I see him again on Thursday...wish I could get out of this funk....

Could use some hugs, if you can spare them.....