I'm pissed.. I literally decided to get my life together in the middle of 2019. I saw a psychiatrist, I got diagnosed, I started my treatment plan. Intensive 4 hour DBT classes, 3 days a week for 3 months. I got through it, finished my classes and was feeling positive. I was ready to start my life with my new perspective and backpack full of skills to help cope with life. Yet here I fucking am.. 4 months into the new year, and everything is literally falling apart at the seems because of this stupid fucking virus. Why?? Why now?! I'm so fucking angry.. I tried so hard and did my best and was ready to move forward. Now I feel like after this shit storm is finally over and we can go back to real life.. I'm going to need to go back to fucking therapy! This isn't fair.. every fucking time I try to get on track, something happens. I'm so sick of this.