I finally managed to get through to my pdoc (ok, my therapist called her and I think emailed her and then I emailed her about the panic attacks I have every time I start to cry about losing my cats and all that got through) and I go see her Monday. I'll have to re-schedule my therapist but I don't care, someone needs to do something to help the depression and anxiety from completely taking over. Hopefully I'll be able to see my therapist another day.

Now I just have to be convinced she's not mad at me.