Once again, I'm at the point where I feel competent, alive and ready at work, but worthless and useless at home.

Geez, how I hate myself! I know, it's all I write about, but it kind of consumes me. I guess that's the way depression is.

You know depression is treatable?

Well, duh! You know I don't have either available money or health insurance?!

Right now, I don't feel there is really, REALLY a point to me being alive!!