I feel you, sister. It’s tough to find the light, within or without, in these times. Looking around, maybe it was never easy.
Mozart, for me, is like therapy. 30 minutes of Amadeus is like 15 minutes on the couch!
Writing, is another source of solace. Even if no one else sees it, I unburden myself. All that is dark within, small, petty, scary, unworthy, unlovable, angry, unloving, mean, snarling — it all comes out on paper or on screen (usually on paper, though). And when I am done, I am lighter, more loving & lovable, more human, more willing to forgive myself & others. Yay for writing! Yay for this wonderful community!
Keep writing, keep up with us, other writers, you most certainly are worthy of love and deserving of happiness!