I don't think my husband hates me (at least right now). I'm pretty much mute and withdrawn. I can't do anything dramatic. Tonight at midnight my son and I have to fill out college applications. Things aren't working out this way I think I maybe more sick then I lead on. There is no help for me. I have 17 days until I see my new T but I have nothing to say. I hate sitting in a silent room with a therapist (aka. stranger) I always feel like I'm in trouble in their office.