And it didn't help one bit. In fact, I feel more hopeless now than I did when I walked in her door. When I woke up this morning, I was a 9 or a 10 (in the middle of my chart -- normal, lol) then I started sliding. Now I feel like I'm crashing. We talked about my failed relationship with my ex - again. I feel like I'm done with therapy. What's the point? With the thousands that I've invested, I just don't see where I'm any better. We talked about the seasons changing. I don't want to go through this year after year after year, over and over again. I want to be better or I just don't want to be. I went to see my pcp today too. She gave me another pill. I don't want any more pills. I'm cancelling my next appointment with my therapist. I'll tell her that I will call her when I need to talk again. I'm tired of talking, I'm tired of pills, I'm tired of all of it.