Got the double diagnosis of generalized anxiety disorder and depression years. Meds never helped. I've just been hanging in there. Until now. With my job loss, at age 61, it feels like the world has collapsed around me. Unemployment soon ends, no one wants to hire someone my age. Almost no money. Death seems like an inviting option. But I don't want to die, so I continue the fight. I hope it is worth it. I spend my days looking for work, watching tv and going to bed early. I went to see the Hobbit today and feel guilty about spending money. A friend at church has said he is tired of praying for me. My few friends are shunning me. Don't want to deal with a broke, unemployed old lady. Ain't life just grand!