Ya know... even if you expect a rejection... of any kind, it is still bothersome even to the point of depression.

Yeah, you've got your health pretty much under control but you don't have what you really want. Maybe you're not even sure what it is you really want or need. Kinda like a fussy baby. You give it everything you can possibly think of but nothing makes it happy.

When that happens to me and I finally exhaust myself, *****ing, ranting, being frustrated, cussing, treating myself to something I think I want and nothing works. I go back to square one and allow myself a short pity party. I refuse to think about anything serious. Maybe I'll turn on some music as loud as I can so that I don't hear myself think. After a while, without thinking about it, something will cause me to get up and get started on something. Everything soon falls into place. When it doesn't, I just dismiss it as unimportant and keep trudging.

Ok... so you are allowed another couple of days of feeling miserable. On Monday, I think you know what you need to start doing... seriously!