Dear God

Dear God,
It's getting harder and harder.
Thank you so much for Birdie's and EJ's helpful comments.
Please help me.
I'm feeling depressed and scared and abandoned and regretful and I need you.
If you're there, please - help me.
Thank you, Amen.

God, I'm not well. At all. My shrink isn't even helping.
I am a wreck.
Yesterday alone: ran late, misplaced wallet, hit into another car, fought crankiness *all* day, didn't always win, overate later like no choice, bad nightmares, very depressed, have to keep editing typing because a million mistakes, can't think straight. Couldn't even wash hair even though finally have hot water.
Please. Help me.