I just usually ignore these bouts w/the blues til they go away... this time it's just not going anywhere... so I finally said to my depression, "OK, fine, I'll go see the damned shrink. There, are ya happy now?!"

I just don't know what I'm going to get out of therapy. It never did much for me in the past... but that was half a lifetime ago, and it also wasn't my choice the last time around. I've just got to really try & not be defensive - it's hard tho, especially when you're encountering someone like a therapist for the first time. It took me 6 months to warm up to my coworkers enough to talk to them...

Ah well... if I catch ya online I may ring your doorbell. Thank you again. :)