overcome depression and anxiety

I really wish sometimes there was a way that we could deliberately forget of erase memories from the brain. Just like a computer. Don’t like something? Delete.
There are so many things in my life I would love to forget. They come back to me and create anxiety and depression. They just come sometimes, and I can’t stand it.

Here we go. The holiday gathering. My mother is recovering from minor brain surgery and is not supposed to be getting upset, but it will happen. So the best thing to do is just to let her rest, right? No, we have to go to her place for Easter. Were just too dysfunctional.
I have a brother in law that carries a gun, another that harasses his wife and 2 mentally handicapped kids. My other sister is a shrew, who somehow thinks that fact the fact that I’m bipolar is the reason why her son has Asperger’s. This despite the fact that she drank during pregnancy and nursing. As a result, I am not allowed much contact with him. Although she shows him off, trying to get people to pity her for having a son like that.
Sound like fun? No wonder I try to find excuses to stay away. One of those times I honestly wish I was adopted or something.

Just got off a week of depression. This was deep down, in your face depression. If I had to go out, I wanted to get whatever it was done and get home fast. Noises, human contact, all bothered me. Hours passed like days. God I hate when I’m like that.
All I did was basically sleep. I only ate because I needed to, not because I was hungry. It felt like everything that was wrong with the world was on my shoulders, and somehow my fault.
I guess the one positive thing is that the thought of cutting never crossed my mind. Killing myself, yes, but that’s common.