Went to group tonight. Wanted to cry the whole time. Didn't cry at all instead. I told my therapist tonight that I needed 3 hours on Wed (my next appt), ha...she leads my group also. She giggled and said "we'll just make our hour efficient." Also, if anyone remembers the thread about me feeling embarrassed about a conversation I had with her, we did discuss it tonight in small detail and it is fine.

I want this depression to end so badly. I want this illness taken from me so badly. It has taken so much from me. I am tired of sleeping, tired of laying around, tired of crying. I want my life back and I want it fully.

Tonight, to quote Ani Difranco, I need backup; I need company; I need to be inspired.

I don't want to want to die anymore.