I've been trying to write something to post for awhile now, but everything I write sounds stupid. I feel like anything I write now I've already written. Now I'm just repeating the same questions posed slightly differently each time. I've made no ground in treating my illness. If there is one. I'm starting to think I'm simply unable to cope with the demands of everyday life. I'm sick of fighting to enjoy anything. I'm sick of whinging. I'm sick of waiting. I'm petrified of my future which I feel like I'm slowly destroying. I'm SO angry & not much changes that.