I'm still awake. I've had about one hour of sleep since Thursday. I just called the crisis line because I really feel out of control and am in such a panic I just want to give up. They wanted me to go to the hospital but I told them I would be alright at least until 8:00am when I can call my therapist. I pray she can see me today. And at 7 I'm calling my doctor's office to talk about my meds. I just have to hang on a few more hours. Hard to do though when you feel like you're suffocating. I'm surprised I can even put words together to form a sentence here. My mind is going in all different places. I don't wish depression on anybody. It's such a terrible disease to be burdened with. I have just about given up all hope.