I despair of myself. I have such a short fuse due to everything taking much more of an effort than before I got RA. I am 53 and a single parent with a 10 year old son. I never get 'time off' as his dad chooses not to see him. By the end of the day I am stuffed, and if I have overdone things (like this weekend having to drive to other side of Scotland to pick up a trailer) I get overwrought. I end up drinking a whole bottle of wine, as opposed to just a glass or two, and feel even worse the next day. Apparently alcohol makes you depressed. I am overweight due to not being able to exercise and I used to be super fit and healthy. Any exercise I do just ends up with me becoming totally exhausted for days. Can't keep up with everything, parking fines, bank accounts, and everything is so out of control. Of course it doesn't help that my son and I were reduced to living in a touring caravan due to his father destroying us financially. It looks like we are to be given a council flat this week. Thank God. Not nice to be homeless at Christmas. However, dreading having to move all of our things into the new flat as I will have to lift and move so many heavy things and will end up wrecked. I take four salazapyrin tablets and one meloxicam every day, for the past ten years since my son was born by emergency caesarian. I think the physical trauma to my body was what triggered the RA.