My therapy was Quadrophenia. As long as you don't misinterpret the ending of the album (no, he doesn't kill himself; he throws the scooter off the cliff, like the album art suggests), I think it's one of those albums all teenage guys should listen to. Peer pressure, parental issues, not fitting in, getting into bad habits, the girl you'd do anything for--it's all in there, along with the consequences of letting that stuff take you over. Basically, the album shows you that, in about five or six years, none of this stuff will matter. Life, and people, move on. And, as bad as things might seem, at any point you can still choose to do the same. The key word is choose.
Or, if nothing else, you can do like many people who are having a bad week have done and just blare Love, Rein O'er Me so loud it basically shoves everything else out of your head. That might make you feel better for a little while. Always did me.
It's funny, though. Now that I'm college age and have been through all that crap and came out mostly unscathed, while I won't say the album isn't any less a masterpiece, I feel like I don't listen to it nearly as much anymore. I find myself relating to stuff like Jethro Tull's Thick as a Brick much more from a thematic standpoint.