Went to therapy

and told her how depressed I am and how I want to move. I hate living here - I hate it. I am sick of waitressing and I no longer - ugh - why am I writing? I am miserable. I hope I will feel better tomorrow. I need to make some better choices for myself but I have no confidence in myself. I wish something would happen. I wish someone would love me. I wish - I don't know. I wish I had some money - do I? I am so fucking depressed. I need to rest. I am going to say that tomorrow will be a better day - even though I'm not sure I believe that. Bye Blueberry.