I have no family, no friends.
I have three children and two dogs. I am trying to look after the children + run my own business, I cannot do a good job of raising the children and runing the business on my own.
I feel that my life is effectively over and I should say f**k the business, buy a house in Italy, get the children into a decent school, learn Italian, learn to cook, focus on the children and spend the evening's sitting on my terrace gazing at the fine view of the hills.
Part of 'my logic' is that I cannot be any more unhappy and lonely than I am now!
Is this the type of dream one has before going mad?