*yawn*

I'm tired. I fell asleep at four in the morning and woke up at two in the afternoon.

Then I ate breakfast/lunch, and then I had to get ready for my appointment.
Those appoinments are seriously just a drag now. They don't help me at all, except for the yoga moves she taught me last time. Other than that, they don't help. If anyone is going to help me it's going to be myself, damned counseling appointments don't do shit. They can't "rid" me of my depression, I have dysthymia, it STAYS!

But, my parents are the rulers and they want me to keep going. Their reasons are that after starting them look how much HAPPIER I am, look at how she stopped cutting!! Bull. That's two reasons there: I got out of my major episode of depression, and everything else is all me, it has nothing to do with her.
But, they rule, and it seems as if I won't be able to stop havinf these appointments. Ever.