I hate when I message you because I never get the response I want which is probably, "Oh. Poor you. It must be rough. I will be thinking about you. Call if you need to talk otherwise I will check in on you later."

Instead, your response is...

Me- Cried last night. Really bad right now. Going home. Don't bother calling in meds. I know today is about, but not last night. See you in 2 weeks.

You- Ok.

I'm broke and I have no money for any meds, probably will have to cancel my next appointment, and my plan is to stay in bed all weekend and hopefully sleep away the depression. I will have to work a few hours tomorrow but it will be in solitude mostly. My head is pounding. I am not telling you about that because it won't help. Please contact me sometime so I know someone cares about me.