Ok so no one told me how much this year was going to suck.
Could I have had a warning? What I would have done with that warning I can't tell...no clue, however, it would have been really nice to not be quite so nailed with crap this year.
1- The hockey hottie's disappearance.
2- Death of my sweet doggie.
3- Break of the tail bone.
4- Confirmation that the hockey hottie committed the worst acts in my opinion...lying....alot of lying.
5- Problems with the new job I love and being forced to do work that I am not interested in, ergo having to change jobs now.
6- Sister in law's death
Tabernac it's only May. In fact, only a few days in.
So obviously, due to this death my mood hasn't been fantastic, I sort of vascilate between tears and being ok.
But you want to know the kicker today?
Now remember. I am one of those "I'd rather be alone than be unhappy with someone" people. I am. Truly. If I'm not interested in a guy, I'm not going to play with him to make myself feel better, and easily 9.5 out of 10 men don't interest me at all (yes, that means that maybe half a man interests me!).
So it's Mother's Day next Sunday, and the day after is my mother's birthday, 60th. She doesn't want a party. According to my dad's email she just wants to do dinner with her kids, their spouses and boyfriends, and grandkids.
Maybe I can rent someone?
Now how much did this email bother me? Well. I'm sitting here in tears again. In my defence, due to the week it's been, my emotions are raw. But this was enough to send me over the edge.
And makes me want to stay home.
Me. Alone. Again.
It's 2 pm. I think I'm going to bed again.
I am not meant for this world. It wasn't ready for me. I'm convinced of that.