Dec 08, 2008
I sit here and cry like I've done everyday for the past few weeks. Been to the doc, but she just put me on prozac and told me to see a psychiatrist. Easier said than done considering I have no insurance and it costs $175 to see one. I guess that's where my holiday money will go to. This is the third time I've been through a major depression, but this one has hit me harder than the others. I just wish I had someone to talk to; my dad doesn't understand, he has that "just get over it" attitude; my best friends moved out of state and I don't have much family left. Sorry, just having a self-pity party. I'm just having such a hard time coping with this, this time around. I feel like I have no where to turn. At least most people have a spouse or children to keep them grounded. All I have are my cats, and while I love them to death, it's just not the same as having someone around to share life's burdens (and journeys) with. Oh well, I could go on, but I just don't have the energy. I just hope this depression goes away soon, because I can't deal with it this time.