Finding out my friend committed suicide and no one told me...I had to find out days later from the internet and it was so soon to the funeral that I had to drop everything and get there as fast as possible. :/
Today has been the worst day in a long, long, long time. Today (yesterday?) was my birthday. Another birthday where the people I care about have largely forgotten about it. My boyfriend slept through it, my friends didn't call me. I had to be up at eight for school and then worked until 9pm after. The only nice part was that my mom made me food and my brother got me a cake. I've come to hate my birthday and today just solidified it. Sorry I just needed somewhere to vent.
Aw, shit, this is hard, because most of the time, bad things happen to me on a span of time, like weeks, months, years. On the daily basis there's no big wallop of real bad shit happening at once, and things tend to give me mixed feelings because there's always a silver lining I look for, even if it's dark. So my stories are on the weak side compared to others. But here goes nothing, an a long ass story. TW, btw.
OK - this is a funny one; I will go 100% with one you can laugh at:
There was that crossed-wires time I thought a guy was interested in me and I got all dressed up and invited him over and was looking all pretty and seductive as I opened the door but he was actually the guy interested in maybe selling me his computer and - well, we didn't hit it off. His wife wasn't too happy, either (she had come with him).
Every time I remember it a part of me cringes and dies a little; definitely a "things I remember anxiously just as I am dropping off to sleep" moment...
Probably when we thought my cat had ran away from my apartment and 12 year old me started banging his head against the floor as my dad watched in desperation not knowing what to do lmao
there i was, with my butterfly net
trying to catch your light
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