no im not done with therapy.....just had a 48 hour stretch where all I wanted to do was watch the world crumble and everyone die

thats the roller-coaster ride we call depression and after 25 years im still riding the damn thing

I appreciate all the hugs and responses...sometimes you just want someone to acknowledge your human and you count

I just get disgusted every time I sit on the couch at my therapists and suddenly turn into a zombie ......I cant blame her for finally confronting me on how the client has to become engaged to get any results.......really?....why cant we just talk about you sweetie??

oh well....

and in the immortal word's of Dori the fish in Finding Nemo:

"just keep swimming, just keep swimming"