A spoon full of Sugar and a pinch o’ Pepper

Swamped with work and school, I am sponging up stress, like Salmonella    off of a raw-chicken soaked countertop.  I flipped out when I spouse went on vacation without me.  I felt like marring some part of myself permanently in a way to relieve some of the pain and pressure. It is my belief that: it is ones internal grieve that causes them to tattoo or pierce themselves.  At least that way it can be an attractive display of depression.  How do you fill your void?  Is it with mashed potatoes?