So mental breakdown tuesday.
I stayed home from work yesterday because I woke up with my back in pain. Spent a good couple hours trying to sleep but my back decided it wouldnt let me do such a thing. So I get up and call about my car, "Its finished but we have no cheque so we cant release it" ok fine. I call Autoshop #2 and they say they will send the cheque today. Fine. Around 3:30pm my insurance calls telling me that they wont pay for my rental car past friday because the car was ready then. I point out that the cr yes.. was ready.. but they wouldnt give it to me because of no cheque. Whatever... this chick doesnt give a shit. It was ready, therefore you shouldnt have had the rental. yes.. no rental.. no car for the weekend. Fuck you! So Im getting stressed... stress leads to my back freakin' out and putting me in a lot of pain.. so I have a mental breakdown and have a nice crying fit. Ya.. call me a suck. I cant handle stress well.. but add severe pain into the stress thing.. it's just too much.
So my mom is now handling oall that crap because i cant deal with it. These stupid insurance companies are suppose to HELP when you get in accidents, especially when its not your fault. Instead, they are giving me even more grief and making the whole thing unbearable for me.
Anyway.. last night i decided to get out of the house and go watch my team play baseball... I figured it would calm me down getting out of the house. Man.. i was wrong. It made me realize that I havent played baseball in 4 weeks. Since i was 6 years old I have never missed so many games in one season.. 4 weeks! and this is not the last week of me missing games! This depressed me.. then I realized... two things which made me enjoy my days have been taken away from me because of this fucked up accident. Not only can I not play baseball (and those who know me know that Baseball IS MY LIFE!) and I cant go to the gym either! I would play ball 2-3 times a week, and I'd be at the gym every lunch break monday - friday... and I cant do any of that now. It's very depressing... very very depressing. Going to the gym let me take out all the frustrations I had from work... I could get pissed.. go to the gym.. let it all out.. and come back to work feeling fab.. not anymore. just all the shit from work stacks up and makes me miserable.
I wish I could bitch-slap the girl that hit me (twice) just for making my life miserable.
So my mom is now handling oall that crap because i cant deal with it. These stupid insurance companies are suppose to HELP when you get in accidents, especially when its not your fault. Instead, they are giving me even more grief and making the whole thing unbearable for me.
Anyway.. last night i decided to get out of the house and go watch my team play baseball... I figured it would calm me down getting out of the house. Man.. i was wrong. It made me realize that I havent played baseball in 4 weeks. Since i was 6 years old I have never missed so many games in one season.. 4 weeks! and this is not the last week of me missing games! This depressed me.. then I realized... two things which made me enjoy my days have been taken away from me because of this fucked up accident. Not only can I not play baseball (and those who know me know that Baseball IS MY LIFE!) and I cant go to the gym either! I would play ball 2-3 times a week, and I'd be at the gym every lunch break monday - friday... and I cant do any of that now. It's very depressing... very very depressing. Going to the gym let me take out all the frustrations I had from work... I could get pissed.. go to the gym.. let it all out.. and come back to work feeling fab.. not anymore. just all the shit from work stacks up and makes me miserable.
I wish I could bitch-slap the girl that hit me (twice) just for making my life miserable.