October is for suckers
-One year anniversary of my uncle's death? Check.
-A cousin's death? Check.
-Wisdom teeth pulled? Check.
-The shark week from hell aka PMDD on parade, where I literally alternate between being ready to pass out and writhing in excrutiating pain? Check.
-Missing the Village Halloween parade, Acey's wedding, and the chance to rock the costume I spent plenty of dough on due to said cousin's wake? Check.
-Feeling like my body is completely rebelling against me in every way possible? Check.
-Being unable to focus on anything positive? Check.
This is officially the worse Samhain ever. Happy fucking New Year to me.
-A cousin's death? Check.
-Wisdom teeth pulled? Check.
-The shark week from hell aka PMDD on parade, where I literally alternate between being ready to pass out and writhing in excrutiating pain? Check.
-Missing the Village Halloween parade, Acey's wedding, and the chance to rock the costume I spent plenty of dough on due to said cousin's wake? Check.
-Feeling like my body is completely rebelling against me in every way possible? Check.
-Being unable to focus on anything positive? Check.
This is officially the worse Samhain ever. Happy fucking New Year to me.