| ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- day in, day out I keep coming to the realization, day in and day out, that I'm depressed and it's probably time to do something about it. It's not just Sophie -- that was merely the icing on my emo little cake. It started a few months ago and between C's mom being sick and all the financial issues and the weight and stress of work and the fact that I feel like my life is stagnant and then, goodbye to my cat....the heaviness is just eating at me. But the only therapy I can afford is the insurance-mandated doctors and I'm sorry, generally I do not like them. At least not the last one. She told me to address my lingering fears/doubts/concerns about becoming a mother by getting a puppy. I don't want a goddamned puppy, I want to deal with my issues surrounding motherhood. I guess at the very least I could go back on the Lexapro. At the very least, I should before I feel like I can't get out of bed in the morning. We're getting dangerously close to that. 3:35 pm - 03.04.10
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