I just wanted to vent, really. I'm married and have a 17-month-old baby. We live in a tiny apartment and haven't been able to move to a bigger one since I lost my job this summer and don't see any career prospects for me in the short term. I love working and I enjoy good things. I don't want to complain because we're healthy, have a place to live, and we love each other. But I'm so tired of staying at home in an apartment I don't like! There's no room for the baby to walk, and I'm losing my patience over small things because, deep down, I'm very frustrated with my life right now. If I hear my daughter crying, I lose my temper easily. I feel abandoned and helpless. Any words of comfort?