Today was going great. Then I got into a yelling match with my mom. About privacy regarding my therapy appointment. Then I calmed down and put her out of my mind. But I got bad news from my therapist. I ended up taking cough syrup at 3:45 because I was depressed and I wanted to sleep. I just don’t know if therapy is worth it anymore.

But being away sucks. It’s like that U2 song With Or Without You. I’m taking next week off for Thanksgiving so I’ll see how it goes without seeing her. Then maybe I’ll switch to every other week permenantly.