I've dealt with far too much in the last several months.

My husband's abuse towards me throughout our marriage followed by him cheating on me, then more abuse from my husband over the last 2 months while he's moving out, a pending and very painful and difficult divorce, five months of unemployment and job searching, then finding out about my ex fiance's death, and now I just found out a friend has terminal cancer and has 18 months to live.

Not to mention it's covid, I am completely alone and I do not deal well with social isolation.

It's FAR too much for anyone to handle. I got completely wasted the other night as a result of all the stress. I feel immense shame because I called a number of people and do not remember what I said.

I cannot cope anymore and am at the end of my rope. The only silver lining is I found a job and start on Monday.

The rest has me completely depleted.

And Valentines Day is coming up... I am SO soured on love. I wish this day did not exist.