as readers of this blog over the past few months are aware, i have been seeing a therapist to assist with the emotional struggles i've been going through -- struggles that are rapidly approaching their one year anniversary as current, conscious issues. while i have dealt with depression for a good portion of my life, the recent bout began in the september/october time frame.
i have appreciated the discussions i've had with dr. s. i've found him to be a kind and supportive person who has been very much engaged in our sessions together. and i think i'm going to stop seeing him.
frankly, i'm just tired of talking about all of this stuff. i just don't have it in me anymore.
i had this experience at work late friday afternoon, following which i just started questioning why am i even doing what i'm doing. nothing about my life seems to make any sense.
i'm just so, so very tired of it all. and alone to boot.
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