What destroys a man more quickly than to work, think, and feel without inner necessity, without any deep personal desire, without pleasure, as a mere automaton of duty? That is a recipe for decadence, and no less for idiocy.
Hold it in. Hold everything in. Hold in the pain and struggle you are going through, don’t give it to the ones you love or the others around you.They can’t help you- not because they don’t want you, but they can’t. So don’t give them a reason to feel guilty because you couldn’t get your shit together. Be responsible for yourself, and maybe someday you can help those people too.