Okay, now I'm really depressed

Work. Life. School.

Sad. Sad. Sad. All sad.

It's pitiful really. I found out all in one day that my coworkers and supervisers don't appreciate me, at least not where it counts, and my part-time grad school gig is going nowhere fast. My life is going nowhere fast generally, but it's hard to come across this realization all at once.

Oh. and I'm sick.

Can I just go to bed now?

There's got to be a lesson here, a message of some sort that the big ol' universe is trying to impart, but I just don't see it. I think I do sort of, but I don't know what to do about it.