I know that it is a really, REALLY long arduous process, but we really have to find on thing that works. One thing that makes us just a little bit better for just a little while.
Now let me make it clear that I'm talking about constructive things like reading, cooking, hiking -- Please do not take this as an excuse to go spend hundreds of dollars because it makes you feel better, that's not what I'm talking about. I'm talking about things that improve your inner self. Set a budget for it (mine is $20) and do it once a month.
For me it was difficult, I tried reading because I love reading and it was a great place to start. But all it did was transport me into another world where my problems and my life were forgotten and that isn't helpful. I needed something that would help me cope with life, not forget it.
So I tried writing. I'm awful, but the plots weren't too bad and the characters were great; it was pretty much a journal in fictional story form. But that also consumed my life with thinking about this fictional realities and escaping from my own.
The next attempt was cooking. I had always been fairly good, so it was time to break out the Pinterest account and try a few of the couple hundred recipes that I had pinned six years ago -- come on, we all know this to be every woman's reality. I would pick 2 recipes a month, make them double and then save the left overs, but after 3 months I got really tired of having left overs all the time but also really did not want to spend the energy of cooking something different all the time, plus that is way too much money. So fail. I went back to my one nice meal a month and everything else being freezer pizza, grilled cheese and soup, dehydrated hashbrowns and some eggs -- my simple go to's.
Finally, at the end of my string, I was giving up. I thought that I had tried everything and so apparently nothing would help. This was just a feeling that I was going to have to live with for the rest of my life with no relief. But I was wrong.
By divine inspiration I realized that there was one friend that I hadn't seen since finals the previous semester who was going through some similar struggles although completely unique to her (as all trials are). I missed that class and the time that we had been able to spend together acing the class while also talking for a good portion of it. Why not give it a try?
So we went out for hot chocolate at a local coffee house (sorry, mormons here, no caffeine) =) and slowly but surely, conversation flowed and flowed and flowed, and it was great. It wasn't awkward because I knew that the other person had been where I was at some point and that I didn't have to hide. There was no need to pretend to be some one else, my stage self as I like to call it. With no pretenses it was easy to be truthful in everyway as we talked about everything from work to guys to trials to rent -- literally pretty much everything.
And I felt a momentary relief.
What I'm trying to say is that there is something out there, different for everyone, but there is something for you that can give you even a sliver of rest from the crap of life's burden.
Find it.
Try new things, experiment.
Don't be upset if some of them fail because I promise that some of them will.
Just find one thing that helps and then keep doing it.
Don't stop.