It's the first time I heard this line:
"...of course life’s a bitch. If it was a slut it would be easy."
I admit my family was normally dysfunctional but at rock bottom they were there for me. I would never guess it, but it was my parents and some other relatives who stepped in when I needed help the most. A couple times there was nobody. I prayed.
That's great to hear. A lot of times we have to go through things on our own, but when things get really rough and the people closest to us are there for us it's the best feeling ever.
There is no other "tool" I have but prayer and sweat. It's tough being out there.