Well this is probably going to be the worst Christmas I've ever had. Still haven't found a therapist for my depression, have to stretch the last bit of money I have to keep my accounts from going below zero, the university still hasn't told me if I get my degree now or what, I get to spend Christmas and New Year's with my (really difficult) family (which is the last thing you need if you have depression and anxiety issues, trust me) because I just have no alternative (not like I have any friends to spend Christmas with) and to top it all off my bf broke up with me two weeks ago.

Wish I could just get away from it all, but that's not going to happen. Really not sure why I even bother getting up in the morning anymore...