Had a bad day today. Kept going back to bed after I thought I was getting up for the day. Just nothing held any appeal for me in terms of something to do. I feel like a quitter for doing it. The guy I've been messaging with on facebook had a doctor appointment this morning, and I came up with absolutely zilch when it came to figuring out what to do with my time. My therapist today said I have "crippling" depression. He is probably right, although I felt kind of offended when he said that. It seems like such a horrible way to be, and I keep thinking there's something I should be able to do to get rid of this depression, but no matter what I do, it's ever-present.

It's 5 p.m. now, and I'm going in bed. I can't help it. The pull is too strong. I feel like a failure. I really hope tomorrow I will not go back to bed after getting up. I did that over the weekend too. It makes me feel like ***** about myself.