Get up and get out in the world and the air, Deliza. Go to your meetings, take a fresh look at your little girl.
When my husband's out of town, I smoke in our apartment at night. Just a little, but it gives me that bleh feeling about my apartment and myself. No reason to do it. It's just one of those little bitty ways to act out when I'm anxious.
Maybe you can become a flowerpot farmer. People are really successful with tomatoes even in apartments!