Lost

So the move was a success. Now the realization has set in. I have no job. No job means the routine I once had is no longer. I think that's the part that's driving me crazy. Basically having a set schedule for the last several years and now not so much. It may sound trivial, but dammit it's driving me crazy. I've been applying to jobs and ignoring my mind. It has caught up to me. My sleep has been shit for a while, but now it's worse.  Stress is higher than it has been. Stress from not having a job. Stress from not having money. Stress from Stressing Andrea out. Stress from this sense of being lost. Should I go back to school via online courses? Should I get two jobs if I get one? I just don't know and it irks me to not know. I'm trying hard not to retreat into myself, but that isn't working out very well. I feel like I'm about to breakdown. I want to disappear. Of course I can't disappear because there's to much to do. Maybe I need to find god or some other deity to believe in. FUCK!!!!! I don't know what to do and I don't like it.