I've had an awful day, and have no-one, or nowhere to say anything, and probably I'm being over dramatic or ridiculous but right now everything is just too much.
I feel my life is a mess, and I don't enjoy anything, and frankly, multiple times every day I wonder why I continue it and why I go on. I'm married to a guy I do love, but since we have been married everything has been a nightmare (purchased property together, way more problems than we believed, no running water from taps for 2 weeks, scammed out of £7000 because we were stupid).
The last couple of weeks I've just wished I could go to sleep and never wake up. I hate the way my life is (despite having a 'good' job) and just wish there was a magic button somewhere to escape from it all.
As it is, I have turned to red wine as a coping mechanism, go into work and try and do the best I can, but spend the entire time pretending to the world I'm okay. And I'm not, and I see no solution any more.