About damn time it's 2005. Well tonight @ 12. But still. Maybe I could magically not have depression anymore. No hope of that happening. My vegetarianism is shot to shit. Out the door. It wasn't for me. It was nice to think I was doing something good and saving animals but I can't handle it now. Not that it was just too hard b/c it wasn't. A lot is going on. I'm never going to get help with my depression b/c we have no money and I don't want to complain about it. I don't want another let down. I've let everyone down even myself, I thought I was okay. But I'm depressed again. My depression comes in 6 month intervals. Last for 6 months and then it's away or hidden well for 6 more months. I hate that shit.--