Why is it that when bad things happen, they have to happen like, all at once? It's like you finally get a hold on life and things are going okay, life has to come back in and kick the shit out of you.
It has been a long time since I've felt this defeated. And really, this alone. Like yeah it's one thing for friends to say through a text message, "I'm sorry, I hope things get better soon." I mean I appreciate the effort and at least saying something. But sometimes I need people to be here. I need people to hold me and show me they care.
And on top of everything, I broke my foot stepping on a stick. Seriously life?