People are people and everyone thinks their stress is bigger than the next person's stress.
And in the end you realize three (3) things:
1. that you must train yourself never be lonely but to be best friends with yourself because at the end of the day, you're all you have. Something my parents always told me.
2. the right thing must be done, even if you have no time to do it, for if you let one thing slide, everything gets shot to hell.
3. doing the right thing is so much harder when no one else gives a shit. "Why do I even bother?" is not a question you should even ask as then you might fail to give a shit too, and then explode royally from all the shit festering within.
I am serious.