Not looking forward to Christmas. I'm alone. Friends and family are dead. My sister lives across the country.

My birthday a few days ago was a disaster. I'm old and now worry about everything. The anxiety is terrible.

Ten minutes at a time is all I can handle. I don't make plans. That's too far ahead.

No one told me it would get harder to be depressed the older you get. With Christmas here it's worse, especially since I have no tree.