Same. I've never had any support from anyone except my children, and they only now are old enough to even provide support. I've always just sucked it up and dealt with it.
I worry about what I can fix and let God handle the rest.
Between the two of us I make it through.
That being said, I try to avoid crazy, stay in my rut and keep moving forward.
I scream at the top of my lungs. Hopefully, I'm at home when that happens. If it's really bad I add crying to my screaming. After a few hours, I'm ready for some THC to calm down.
I never look too far ahead and try not think of the past. The first is unknown and the second gone.
I tend to get on with today and mind my own business, while I discourage intrusions into mine.
Only the craziness of myself and my wife is allowed in our house, where we don't have to worry at all about the crazy going on outside until we either want to or have to.