Maybe this session I will ask to just go and be there, no talking, just being.

My moods don't generally stick around too long. They're intense then the go.
These past few weeks I have been drowning in depression. I come up to the surface
occaisionally for a breath, then start sinking back down.
I don't want to work and that is all I do. When I'm there it is agony, time seems to stand still.
I'd rather be at home wrapped in a blanket, keep the blinds pulled, just breathe. Breathe and cry. It's all I have the energy for.

My youth is gone. I have no purpose. There's no going back and forward is so limited. I have nothing and am trapped in the nothingness.
I wish I would have felt deserving of therapy many years ago.