Struggling to see how i'm going to survive. Saw the psychiatrist this morning and now I have no antidepressant or sleeping meds, nothing anymore. Seems they don't think they can help. I've been crying for hours now and can't stand the thought of living feeling like I do. I have no one in my real life. THinking about Self Harming. Trying to keep the thoughts of my end plan off to one side but that is getting harder. I have a phone call soon with my psychologist but I really don't think he is going to be able to help. If that doesn't go well I'm not sure how I am going to react. Why does it feel like life is point at death for me?