My stress is alleviated somewhat. I have been offered a part-time job. It will be a really low wage -- ridiculously low, in fact. But it's the only bite all my job-hunting has given me, so I'm taking it and will start next week. And I will keep looking for other work as well.
I have more things on my plate to get caught up financially, and keep my apartment. And if I can find a roommate, that will help immensely, and I can get back to nurturing my business instead of struggling to survive. It's been a really bad, bad situation over the last year, so I finally feel like I'm seeing some light at the end of the fucking tunnel.
So, to summarize how I'm doing: Slightly better than before, and trying to stay positive.
Hot chick in the city.
Oh, oh, can't you see? Love is the drug for me.