Oct 24, 2008 - comments
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It was not a good day. Therapy was good...and then I took my car in the shop...called my dad and told him I needed a new car. We had been talking about it for months. He said I will probably get Johnny's old car...with 100,000 miles on it. Had my ears checked...still ringing. Then went into a serious, suicidal depression for about 3 hours. Called my Dad cuz I needed someone to talk to or maybe I needed someone to bait and pull into my depression. It didn't work. Talked to Raoul, called my shrink, and eventually came out of it. Just feeling down.