Needing to Vent Without the world knowing

I have feelings that just roll around inside me with no place to go. I am finally in a house but now I feel like a ghost walking this space. I never seem to be happy. What am I supposed to do with myself. I understand that my family has their own life and issues but do they ever wonder about me. Does everyone think I can spend my days cleaning or crafting or facebook surfing and be happy? Does my man not understand? Of course he doesn't. I am so sad all of the time. I worry about things I can't control and want everyone to be safe and happy even if it isn't my job to do that. This makes me anxious. I could just stay in bed and no one would know. If I stayed in bed and got up an hour before the man came home I could get any chores that needed to be done done and he would never know. I guess everyone thinks I am lucky to not have to work or go anywhere etc etc. But mostly I feel stuck just stuck.