It seems time is passing me by and I'm doing nothing about my life. The depression is primarily to blame, but I Really don't want to go through the trials of finding another anti-depressant to "cure" me. It is a scary thing and with nobody living with me, I fear that I could take my own life if I go through the torment again. I don't want to die just yet. I want a chance to see if I can make something of myself, but I don't want to do it if I have more nightmares like the evils of Marquette General. (If you really care to know a few details, email me).

I better go. I am not getting anything productive done just sitting here.

DAMMIT! Maxine just jumped on the alarm clock and fucked it up again. Now I really have to go. She only wanted to look out the window, and I blew up at her. This depakote is not helping for the R A G E! Stupid shrink!

Carisa