My boyfriend finally decided my depression and anxiety was too much for him. So I've been down even more the last few days.. I am proud of myself for getting up and out of bed and keeping it together while I'm finishing my work week. But I just come home and lay in bed and hug his shirt and cry my eyes out until it's time to go to bed.. he hasn't tried to contact me in days, even though he knows all about how it would be effecting me. I feel so down and thrown away and given up on.. I finally made an appointment to see a doctor about my options and medication.. I guess that's a step forward. But the soonest appointment is a month from next week.. I just hope I can make it that long. I wish my boyfriend would be there for me.. well I guess he's not actually my boyfriend anymore..