So had a discussion with my brother about my bout of depression and anxiety. He said why was I wasting money on therapy and I should just get over it and move on. I tried explaining to him my feelings and the pain both physical and mental that go along with this. He just started chastising me and told me not to upset our mom with this crap. I hung up on him he kept calling back leaving awful voicemails. I have blocked his number as I don’t need anymore crap from him. Not sure I want to go home for Easter this weekend and have to face him at moms. It really hurts when you can’t count on your own blood to support you.
I don’t even feel like getting out of bed today not going to group what is the use if no one cares. I just need the pain to go away and don’t care how this happens.