A part of me is nervous about seeing my psychiatrist and the other part of
me just knows that's it's because I don't feel like getting out of bed.

And Wednesday is my therapy session. I don't feel like getting up for that either.

Lately, I haven't felt like getting out of bed. It takes a monumental effort for me to get out of bed and I'm ashamed because when people come to my house, I'm always in the bed.

I just feel like I'm drowning and no one understands.

I emailed another therapist yesterday and she agreed with me that I need weekly sessions. She said that she could see me weekly and she also has 90 minute sessions available.

I just wish I could disappear.