i start therapy for the first time this monday and im so scared...im not even sure if it is what i need right now...i feel that i am only just able to hold onto my life with the weakest of grip and that if anything throws me i will just fall apart completely...im so scared that bringing it all to the very surface of my heart...wil actually tip me over the edge and kill me..i don't know if i will be able to cope...but at the same time...this moment....depression has taken over me completely and life is a constant battle to fight for...and if i don't give therapy a really good shot...chances are im not going to make it thru anyway....so heres to me...offering my last hope to this world...that i will be able to heal...because to heal...is to regain my life...and to regain my life...is to be happy....to help resolve my depression...to live...to have friends who love me...to feel proud of who i am..to love myself...to love my life...and that is my hope...
my friend is coming to my first therapy session with me.....i owe him the world....for he organized everything..right down to the appointment...as i just became so depressed i wasn't able to focus or think clearly...