This is just me having a pity party.

I have been having a really rough time finding a reason or a purpose. My Daughter is grown so it's not like I am raising a child. I can't work, that use to be a huge part of my self worth and helping others. I don't have a hobby, I am just not good at anything "artsy" I do read enormous amounts of books , mainly to distract me from my life. I know all the standard ideas, volunteer,join a book club, spend time with friends, go to parks, exercise, find some kind of hobby etc etc.

Here's the reality I live in a very very very small town, most all the ideas do not exist here and driving 50 miles to a bit bigger of a town is impossible. I have 1 real friend here.. apparently her disabled husband thinks I am " too outspoken" and he prefers she doesn't spend time with me, so, yeah nice hu?
I use to work out 6 days a week for 3-4 hours a day while working 12 hour shifts, Have many people I thought were friends only to find out once I got sick "I" wasn't a person they wanted to be friends with ,now even simple Yoga is impossible .. Thanks to Fibro these are no longer an option. I don't think I have actually recovered from my trip to Florida, maybe I wont.

I'm just so pissed off and sad and mad about my situation it's not even funny.

Thanks for letting me rant.