Going to the therapist tomorrow. I've been trying to talk myself out of it. I just feel like it's pointless. How does talking to another person about things that bother you make you better? It doesn't. Nothing about this appointment is going to make my life better. So stupid. Nothing is going to get better. Having hope just leaves room for disappointment. I'm over it. Pregnancy is supposed to be a joyous and exciting time. I don't feel anything but worry and sadness. I really feel like I can't do any of this.