Now What?

I feel hopeless. Utterly alone and smiling to lift myself from the coming depression. Is it my period or is it just a feeling of stagnation garnered from days of inescapable duties and automation? My alone lights are my son and husband. They should encompass my whole world no? Then why do I sense a gnawing feeling of incompleteness eating away at me? I am capable of so much, yet I am stuck in mediocrity at work roaming aimlessly for my true life's purpose. Where do I go from here? Now what?