Thank you for not telling us “the cats could care less”.
That alone makes you a worthy person.
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To be honest, I’m afraid they could care less. If they put their minds to it.
Gah!
Can’t help but point out the obvious excluded middle. You could have used it for three months or a year or three years depending on how long you felt you needed it, and then tapered off when you were in a more stable place. Glad it worked out for you, but that was some weirdly extreme language for the therapist to use.
Thank you, yes. You can have every other advantage in the world and still struggle… That is the nature of depression.
Thanks for asking. I had dialysis today.
But I had a problem there. My port was bleeding. They sent me over to the hospital for that. I’m all fixed again.
Ivy called the doctor and ratted me out about feeling depressed. I will see him tomorrow. And be referred I’m sure. He told her it’s amazing I haven’t had severe depression before now.
I usually have a fairly good attitude about this crap. I have my moments. But mostly I’m used to it. I guess.
It’s hard to be suicidal if you’ve been fighting your whole life to stay alive.
I have more of “I don’t really care as much anymore” feeling. I think.
I just don’t know how I’m gonna talk to a therapist. I know my anxiety will keep me from speaking. Ivy says maybe there’s a therapist somewhere who signs. So I have hope.
Hope is good.
Thanks, @VOW , my friend.