Dale

     I was feeling really happy yesterday. Well, not really happy, because I haven’t been really happy in a long time…but I was feeling ok. I have been doing better. I started doing better until that whole Dale thing happened…I didn’t go to class for 2 days…and that night I didn’t sleep at all…that was a horrible day, trying to go to class when I hadn’t slept in 24 hours…I just can’t handle him. I can’t talk to someone who brings me down so much. I don’t mind talking to him, but whenever I do talk to him he just tells me how depressed he is, and when I try to make him feel better he just tells me that he wants to be left alone. So finally I just said, "ok". And I haven’t spoken to him since. I can’t deal with it. Right now, I am more depressed than I have ever been in my whole life. I don’t remember ever feeling this way. Even when I saw that psychiatrist…I don’t think I felt this bad. I just don’t even care about myself at all. I do, it’s just like, I don’t want to do anything. I don’t like to shower, I don’t like to eat…it makes me feel crappy. Work doesn’t make me feel very good either. I hate it…anyways, I should go…