So, I decided yesterday, after many tears, that I have to be done with therapy.  I can't afford it, and I can't put my family thru any more financial stress.  We are all pretty much on overload as it is.  I can't make ends meet right now and that is very stressful for me.  It doesn't seem to concern my husband however, but that is another story. 

I know it's the wrong thing to do, but I quit thru text.  I can't bring myself to say goodbye to my therapist.  That's when a lot of the tears come.  I read thru my therapy goals yesterday, there were a lot of them, I didn't meet very many of them (if any at all).  My Bishop asked to meet with me on a weekly basis, or bi-weekly basis.  I haven't responded.  After I quit therapy, I thought about meeting with the Bishop, and I just can't do that either.  I feel my Bishop can be very judgemental of me.  He already knows way too much about me, I think it is best to just let him be the Bishop of the ward and to let me be.

Please don't ask me what I am going to do, because right now, I am living day to day.