This passage describes me perfectly lately. I must do something to change the ending. I will not just resign to let it eat away at me. I must change direction while I still can.

"Sadly, sadly, the sun rose; it rose upon no sadder sight than the man of good abilities and good emotions, incapable of their directed exercise, incapable of his own help and his own happiness, sensible of the blight on him, and resigning himself to let it eat him away."
-Charles Dickens, "A Tale of Two Cities"