- Jul 7, 2017
I decided to go see my brother tonight. I got on the freeway and got into a pretty bad wreck but I’m not hurt. I am shaken. My cars destroyed. I got arrested and because I stupidly went out with weed in my car, so I got a possession charge. I wasn’t high. I’d never endanger somebody’s life. I wasn’t going to drive home tonight either I was going to wait till tomorrow to drive home sober. In the most odd set of circumstances I go out and get fucked over in everu way. As if life couldn’t get any harder. I’m up to my neck in suicidal thoughts. I really think I might do it now because I was barely staying afloat. I have no idea how I’ll make it now. I’m not saying this is it, but life just got much worse and I’m going to have further societal trust issues and a much harder time in life. I don’t know. I don’t know if I should pray. Sometimes I feel like when I try to do right I get wronged and when I mess up I get wronged. I don’t know.