I could just use your prayers tonight. Things are really hard, and I feel like that old depression is trying to sneak back up on me. I so don’t want to go down that road again! The banks are giving us a hard time with the ‘short sale’; we are losing our shirts and still they want more… we may end up just losing the house. I don’t think I can bear another round of bankruptcy. Alan feels like he’s made horrible choices that have eventually brought us here (and, really, he has. I haven’t just laid that out on him as such, but it’s true, and I’m having a hard time not being angry with him right now). Kiki’s hands are cracked and painful with her eczema; she’s struggling with her OCD thoughts…. I am trying so hard to eat right but haven’t budged an ounce… and Kiki is getting chubbier as well. I feel so old and tired.