Temporary fixes

I find that family and friends are great and helpful social supports, but at the end of the day, it's me and my mind who I have to deal with. I have to sit with these sad thoughts alone in my apartment. No one experiences them but me and I feel so alone. I don't know when this storm will pass, but I pray it is soon. I'm so exhausted, physically sick, and sad. Everyone says that it is normal, but this sure as hell is not any type of normal I'm ever adjusting to.