Gee, that's tough. The only person whom I feel I can confide in is my cleaning lady. She's been without a job for over 2 1/2 years, is dependent on doing house cleaning and dog walking for walking-around money, and frankly is dependent on me for occasional meals. And she's also prone to depression (from brain chemistry in addition to her work situation) and I have to be careful what I confide to her. But at least she doesn't turn up her nose or laugh hysterically when I tell her my troubles. And I'm grateful for at least that much.