Therapy

i want to go to therapy again. i dont know if this is a step backwards or what it is. maybe its the fact that prozac doesnt pick me up anymore when im down. maybe its the fact that i have gained weight again and im just too lazy to do anything about it. i dont want to rely on working out too much either because i know where that will end. i cant be bothered with this depression bullshit anymore. i dont want to be fucking unhappy. ive got so much to be happy about yet im sitting here at 2 am on a tuesday night crying because of what? no fucking clue. nothing! so sick of myself. i cant sleep because im so damn irritated. i know i have to get up for uni tomorrow as well. irritated. irritated. upset. sad. mad. pissed off. bipolar.