Everybody else here seems so cheerful and hopeful which is why I hesitate to get involved in programs of this nature. I'll be the black cloud when the depression hits. My old cat seems to be dying and I don't have the money to take him to the vet. I've got the black dog on me really bad. I hit myself a couple of times. The loneliness that I filled with food is almost unbearable. I don't know about the sense of making this public. Seems like something I should keep to myself.