Much snow outside. Many idiots behind steering wheels. People! I'm leaving three times the recommended amount of space before the car in front of me for a reason! And it's not so you can say "Oh, I can zip into that spot and hit the brakes and skid! Whee!" You are in a Toyota Corolla, not a snow cat! You cannot maneuver in snow!

But then there are the people who are going "Stuff! Falling from the sky! Where is the road! Must creep along in idle!" And now I have to drive home in this later.

Uggghhhh. Remember my enormous work clusterfuck of last month? There's a new, related, even bigger clusterfuck now. I am just trying to keep my head down and not get blamed for stuff that isn't my fault.

Group therapy helped me a lot, but it was of the "man, my problems pale in comparison to these screwed-up folks!" variety. Hearing from a bunch of people whose lives were going to be horrible in ways psychiatric treatment couldn't help gave the rational part of my brain ammunition to fight back against the depression.

Matt makes a point... the only thing I got out of group therapy was the realization that there were people way more fucked-up than I was.

Quick JZ update: she slept through the night without coughing at all for the first time since October. Also slept flat on the bed instead of propped up at a 45 degree angle. Yay, drugs! Yay, proper diagnosis!

Ha! That's exactly what helps me about my support group. (Knock on wood that it keeps being true.)

I guess if you're at the other end of the spectrum it helps validate that things really are shitty.

Yeah, I think group is good for giving you perspective ("I am the most fucked up person in the world"), but not so much for working on you personal issues. Of course, sometimes not having a perspective IS a personal issue.

JZ update: she slept through the night without coughing at all for the first time since October

Yay drugs!

Yay drugs!

Also, yay competent medical care!