This depression is getting scary. Bad, concrete plans were starting to form in my head. Tried telling my husband and he called me selfish. Anywho- I can't go on like this. This is just chipping away at me and I am wearing down. I bought extra dog food and dog meds the other day bc if something happened I knew no one would know to give her heartworm meds. I don't feel in danger anymore. I am not worried about my safety. I am ok right now in that area, but this is just unrelenting. I tried to get in to pdoc before my appt on Monday but she is full. I then called back to see if she can do a med change over the phone. I was planning to quit meds and now I am asking for more.

None of this is much fun at all.

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