These bad things might seem really small but to me they are breaking me. I hate my life. Hate it. I cry everyday, there hasn't been a day in about 6 years where I haven't cried at some point. If I could walk away from everything and start again I would. And I feel awful for saying it but I just feel broken and cheated. Like I must have done something bad in a previous life because every day is a constant struggle against everything just going wrong. And as soon as something goes a little bit right something comes along and just fucks it up.
Sorry for the self woe is me thing but as I said, I am one more bad thing away from having a monumental melt down.