Looking for the light at the end of the tunnel underneath the rubble of a massive cave-in

Hmm... It's New Years, looking up at the clock an hour and a half after the New Year had already started. Second day of the New Year brought no relief. Misery loves company but I would rather just curl up in fetal position alone in a corner somewhere perhaps monotonically repeating 'I hate you, I hate the bands you like,' but let me finish my rant and get back to work... only to get chastised for it tomorrow. I feel no pain. Anyways, my misery is superficial if you discount my mental health... and physical health...hmmm.

In truth I would gladly suffer alone and 10x more if it would lift its shroud over my family. I blame... nah, I won't say it.