I made a decision today with a heavy heart. I'm not going to live like this. F*** you "god", or "universe" or whatever it is that has thrown us here into this torturous existence. I'm going to try to last a year, maybe I'll make it to 1.5. If it's not better then, I'm going to kil this useless scrap heap of a body.
Try and do something to distract (I bought a block of modelling clay and took up sculpting) & to de-stress, even if it's just for 30 seconds with a breathing exercise, we've all got to start somewhere!