I have to decide by Friday whether to cancel my next appointment or not. Right now I don't care if I ever go back.

Yeah, don't talk about the reason that brought me to therapy. I was limping along before losing my car. Not doing super good, but i was doing a lot better than I am now.

So, let's just ignore the real issue. Yeah, that's the fuqqing ticket. You bet.

Almost at oblivion. Do I go sweet or do I go sour? Either one will wind up the same way. They'd find me in a month, bloated.