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So by now I'm sure you all know that I fucked my knee up in the accident that killed my mom, right? Yeah that accident is the gift that keeps fucking giving. Not only do I now have no mom, thousands of dollars worth of hospital bills in my name, and scars littering my back; but I have to have surgery to reconstruct my ACL because mine is not just torn slightly, but completely detached.
So I'll have six weeks on crutches, a month where I can't drive, nine months of strenuous physical therapy, and a year to full recovery. So fucking great. Not only that but it's looking like I'll have to postpone my trip to Hawaii back to August, which isn't so bad just I really had my heart set on going in May. Not only that but I won't be able to do any real exercising for about nine months, which sucks cause I am so fat right now.
I can't wait to be hobbling around campus on crutches.
Jesus Christ.
I'm going to be honest with you I'm really fucking sad, and angry, and depressed right now. Nothing has gone right in my life for months and months; whether it's big things or little things. I feel like it's been a long time since something just went my way without me having to put a ton of effort in to it, and even then it's more likely to fall apart on me it seems.
I feel like my life is falling apart.
It's especially hard because all of my friends lives are going so great right now. They're getting engaged, or getting great jobs, moving to wonderful places, getting in to grad school. And I'm just trying not to sleep twelve hours a day.
I know a couple of good things have happened to me since my mom died, but mostly it just feels like one let down after another.
When is my life going to start getting better again?
So I'll have six weeks on crutches, a month where I can't drive, nine months of strenuous physical therapy, and a year to full recovery. So fucking great. Not only that but it's looking like I'll have to postpone my trip to Hawaii back to August, which isn't so bad just I really had my heart set on going in May. Not only that but I won't be able to do any real exercising for about nine months, which sucks cause I am so fat right now.
I can't wait to be hobbling around campus on crutches.
Jesus Christ.
I'm going to be honest with you I'm really fucking sad, and angry, and depressed right now. Nothing has gone right in my life for months and months; whether it's big things or little things. I feel like it's been a long time since something just went my way without me having to put a ton of effort in to it, and even then it's more likely to fall apart on me it seems.
I feel like my life is falling apart.
It's especially hard because all of my friends lives are going so great right now. They're getting engaged, or getting great jobs, moving to wonderful places, getting in to grad school. And I'm just trying not to sleep twelve hours a day.
I know a couple of good things have happened to me since my mom died, but mostly it just feels like one let down after another.
When is my life going to start getting better again?