Reaching Breaking Point

I have had not a wink of sleep for the last couple of nights and I am beginning to feel like a zombie. And on top of that I have lost interest in food. The black dog is back with a vengeance and it is as much as I can do to stop myself from crying all the time.

Being Tuesday, I have my psychotherapy appointment this morning and I have a feeling that my psychologist will notice that things are not good. If it is a gut-wrenching session as is normal, than I suspect that I will just want to die this afternoon.

I just don't seem to be able to pick myself up after the devastating disappointment of last week. I am seriously considering whether there is any point in carrying on as it seems that nothing good is happening in my life.