Didn't want to get out of bed today, but I have to because I have my son and cats to take care of and I visit my parents nearly everyday. I'm starting to find it difficult to take care of the house and know I'm falling into a depression - or falling farther into one actually. I lost everything in a fire 6 months ago - my 10 precious cats, home, all belongings - and I've been dealing with bad anxiety and some panic and ptsd symptoms, but despite it, I've been trying to carry on because I have to. We're in a new house on the same spot for 2 months now but I don't feel much better. I think I'm getting tired of trying to carry on for others. I can't afford therapy because no insurance so have been trying to help myself with books and stuff on the internet. Still I'm having to deal with it myself and just have no support. It's like I'm all alone with myself, and it's wearing me out.