Where am I at?

How are you doing? I hate that question. 
because when people ask, they don't really want to know.
sure they will maybe listen, but someone who doesn't know me or my situation very well, doesn't care to hear that I feel like I am falling apart.
Howa are you doing?
surviving.
always surviving.
I feel stuck. Stuck as a single mom. Stuck living in my parent's house, although a blessing, is still not a space of my own.  Stuck in my relationships that have potential, but aren't moving anywhere. Stuck in my circumstance of depending on my ex husband for his child support in order to live. stuck.
I am doing everything I am supposed to.  I read and study my scriptures every day.  I learn new thing sand feel the spirit, but as soon as I have to stop and return to my life, back some the cold heart, heavy burdened, responsibilities that weight on me, making me feel helpless despite my hope for a better life and a crown of glory when my Lord and Savior returns.  I pray, I attend church, I magnify my calling. I do it all, yet still I feel mediocre and stuck. sad. lonely.
There are a plethora of scripture with the command: "endure to the end"
I am trying.
I am enduring, but should I not also be happy?
where do I find the happy?
I am not mad, angry, hopeless, or destitute, just in the middle somewhere, hopeful, yet depleted.
push harder?
reorganize priorities?
set goals?
done it all.
stuck.