Shitbags. Really miserable news.
I've been liking the 'One day closer to rain' philosophy. There is no point looking back and that sooner or later things will change for the better. Which doesn't mean that it won't get a whole lot fucking worse before there is peace and relief. But every day that passes is one day closer to rain.
That feeling of 'what's the point's is interesting, hey? I've had a few conversations with That Poor Woman ( my long suffering shrink) about not caring and being on auto pilot. She points out that while I care enough to care about not caring, I'm connected enough to keep going. You do have to wonder, though, why it all has to be so bloody hard sometimes. Hang in there. MXX