At my internship, we learned quickly the limitations of our formulary ... we self-medicated with copious amounts of alcohol.
We did our best to seek out support and comfort from each other. But, as I've alluded to on other threads, there was an inherent difficulty in that plan -- we were a group of socially and regionally disparate people, drawn together solely for spending a year together as interns and fellows.
I wholeheartedly agree with the sentiments posted by others (e.g. peer support/supervision, utilization of external support systems, hobbies, etc.) But, the profession does a poor job of role modelling that approach when it practically requires that clinical interns move to unfamiliar parts of the country in order to secure a position. This often results in interns moving away from spouses/children, certainly from their hometowns and/or extended families.
Given the inherent imbalance in the internship structure, its also pretty much a crap shoot if you are going to end up at a facility you truly wanted and felt like you'd work well within. That presumption disappears completely if you were "successful" and placed via the Clearinghouse. Your first exposure to your internship site is when you report for orientation. (Sorry, but I don't think a phone interview really is an adequate means of judging the nature and personalities of the staff with which you potentially will be working.)
I do hope those practicing in the field are able to utilize whatever healthy coping strategies allow for "recharging the batteries."