Your life must be amazing if that’s the worst of it.
2015-2019 was a rough stretch. Multiple friends of mine died. One from breast cancer, two from suicide, another from an accidental drug overdose, another from a heart attack... Oh my my step-uncle died from pancreatic cancer on top of that.. We weren’t that close but still yet another for the list...
During some of this time I was also in a very abusive relationship with a crazy woman who was also a thief & ended up stealing stuff from me & one of her former roommates before suddenly leaving. She was a satanic witchy type & I swear she created egregores that haunted me for two years after we broke up. I’d have nightmares of being r*ped by this bitch & wake up in cold sweats, triggering bad depression like every damn week for what felt like a long time. That bitch was fuckin haunted. Never date anyone who claims to be a ‘‘witch’’.
Also I was dirt poor trying to survive in northern California, on a marijuana farm, nearly got caught in a forest fire, & almost fucking died from a wisdom tooth infection before hopping on a plane back east where someone actually accepted my insurance. Never went back West.
