It's easier to talk than to do and like the famous poet said, advice is easy to give for one who has not been afflicted, but for one who has, he has to bear his misfortune and bear the high horsed advice that people give him.
Relentless are those attacks that take you on by storm and leave you not to rest and leave you with much scorn. How much can you fend off from that worldly wrath you have to bear and how can one bear it when facing it alone. How much can one endure when many friends disperse at hardships at every fork in the road until you have too little of them standing beside you for support, and some return to stab you and kill what's left in you. Et tu Brutus and Brutus was the world who you once thought your friend and with the 'r' dropped it became a fiend. Such a deceitful word this fiend, it looks like a friend so close and yet it lacks what makes a friend, that 'r' that stands for reliable, dropped and so is it with a friend if not reliable turns to fiend.
But endure, lest your only friend, yourself be turned against you and forsake you.