Shit ass day

Toda was a shit ass day....fought with my addict son...cried and cried some more ...feeling all alone ad some thoughts of what the hell is my purpose in life....I just hate waking up in the mornings...and I am severly neglecting myself....thought I had this depression thing under control...but the my Grandma died at age 102...was with it till the end ...I was power of attorny and when she passed my uncle took over as executor and all hell is breaking loose ...family fights and bs going on...I can't cope with the grief and the crap...I was care giver to my gram for many years...the only one I might add...Now no one except my aut and uncle are talking to me....feel like by losing Gram I have lost everyone....guess what that has done to my depression...