I'm a little bit drunk at the moment, and also I'm not sure if the OP's even following this thread anymore, but what the heck, I'll toss my few cents in. My mother used to told me "everything will work out" ever since I was a little kid. I didn't grow up in an ideal environment; my dad was a neglecting narcissist, and my mother had to provide for all of us in a very small town - they stuck together until I moved out, then got a divorce: fast forward about 8 years and everyone's a hundred times happier they were then: my dad's changed his ways, became more interested in all of us and lives a happy life, my mother has a little house and a garden she's always dreamed having, and I, even though naturally shy, have been together with a girl I love for about two years now and looking forward to spending the rest of my life with her.
If you do not succumb, things will eventually work out. The latest example of this I got today: for a while, I've had a part-time job which really doesn't pay that well because I can't put many hours in. Today, I had an interview, and first they made me do this presentation of how I would improve the digitization of their schooling centre, gave me 30 minutes, and left the room. For the first 5 minutes I was flabbergasted, didn't know how I would ever pull this off, but then reminded myself of my strengths on the field of media and created a simple plan, which I then proceeded to present to the people who interviewed me. I might have not known what the hell what I was talking about, but they still asked me by the end of the interview, if I would be interested to work at least as a freelancer for them, if not full-time, since they thought I was a good applicant. So what I'm saying here, believe in yourself, don't be afraid to take chances: it's not gonna hurt you, you know; educate yourself, and keep pushing forward: at some point, it will all work out.