The days are endless. Nothing to look forward to. I sit in my chair and stare at the computer. The care agency keeps switching ppl and that stresses me. I don't see any real reason to live anymore. The idiot psych has provided a method. And I keep thinking about it. How peaceful to have this life over. I worry about the cats though, if something were to happen. Which is pretty sad, that that is the only thing that has meaning. The psych changed my meds, and I don't know if it was for the better or not. Just feeling like crap tonight.