In session today, I told my T that I have been majorly depressed, and I don't think she knows the depths of it and needs to. It was from a letter I wrote to her, that I read it from. I was feeling better today though. She said "This is a silly question, but why do you need me to know how depressed you are?" I didn't know what to say. I said "Because I want you to care. I don't feel like my family cares, and I need someone to." She understood. I also said maybe I want her to save me. And she said she is not a savior. And I said, I know, only Jesus is a savior. We laughed about this. But I really think she SHOULD know about my depression, so that she can help me.

I am in a DBT group. I am SO uncertain about it right now. She is very sure that it will help me, and wants me to trust her, or at least give it more time. I do trust her, actually. I believe that DBT will help me. Just not so sure about the group part. But I will give it more time.