I am so severely depressed. I didn’t leave the house today. I didn’t even get dressed. Did as close to nothing as can be done. I took a Wellbutrin pill for the fuck of it. I am hoping my naturopath will give me a prescription for concerta to get me through a few weeks or to just get me through days like this. I don’t want to exist like this any longer. It is pointless. But my mom is home now. The realtor is coming on Wednesday. She suggested I leave for my journey while the house is on the market. I think that might not be a bad idea. I could be back in time to see Tman off or college and get Cristian settled wherever we end up. Tomorrow I will go to the gym, go tanning, and do light therapy. If it weren’t for Cristian I would leave today. I hate existing.