Why's this so hard?

Man I'm exhausted. I went to bed last night around 11pm and I didn't fall asleep until 6am this morning. I layed in my bed for 7 hours staring at the ceiling. Ever since I saw that shrink I haven't felt right. I sort of expected that to happen because it's what I do but I really wish I could get over it. And even if I do get over it and go back to my normally happy self, I have to see her again in a week for a twice as long appointment. How exactly does bringing up all the times you were hurt in your past make your future better anyway? I mean she must know what she's doing or she wouldn't be a doctor but do I really have to relive it? Sorry to everyone if I haven't been much fun to talk to lately. I think I might have made a few people uncomfortable last night on MSN and I'll try not to do that anymore. When I get depressed I tend to rationalize the world and while it seems like a crappy attempt to be insightful, it's just me putting my mind on other things. As soon as I feel like my old self I'll make another post.