It didn't use to be like this, I could take any problem and just wing it, but nowadays any small inconvenience makes me horribly anxious and depressed. On top of that, I just know the life path I'm taking is making me miserable but Im too far down the line and I can't change it. Honestly if it wasn't for my pets and SO I think I would have ended it long ago, but all I can do is follow the inertia of my life and hope I find something bearable that doesn't make me feel bad.