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Mine was today

What happened?

Getting the old turdmobile inspected.
Bad tie-rod ends and an exhaust leak, goodbye $800.

Maybe yesterday. Fr

Steffenfield posted...

What happened?

I lost my pillow. Drycleaner fucked it up.
It was new, only 7 months. Irreplaceble.
I know it sounds dumb but I had a difficult year and sleeping was the only part of my life that was good and not an issue to resolve. I absolutely crumbled.

The day my ex asked me to move out.

Silver lining though, the heart break and ensuing depression caused me to lose 40 pounds. My yearly doctor visit is coming up. He'll be surprised at the weight loss.

Not bad enough to pick out thankfully

Oh, yesterday

Nothing horribly bad this year other then the days where I was very sick and the day that my ex girlfriend almost us in a car wreck.

Losing my dog

Finding out that our youngest sister got rear-ended by some hit-and-run loser at the I-635 highway that left her vehicle destroyed all over. (Caved in cargo door about two feet in, dented all the doors beyond recognition, ripped a chunk of her backside roof off of her vehicle).

She collided onto the concrete barrier/divider which in turn rotated the nose of her car against oncoming traffic going at least 70mph.

One of the cars struck her which in turn rolled and flipped her mini suv over. She tried to regain control of her vehicle, but just saw blurry license plates whizzing by, and sunset skies. Her words during that were just "Fuck it." and covered her face with both of her hands. After her car finally stopped rolling it ended up resting upside down...

She quickly tried to open her door to free herself in hopes to hop on top of the divider. None of them open so she kicked and crawled through the front nose gap and ran straight to the underpass... She screamed at her friend who was riding passenger's side to get the fuck out as she smelled gasoline.

Her friend was apparently still in a state of shock and couldn't or wouldn't fucking move at all. So my sister ran back to free her against the traffic who already started to slow down, thankfully. It took several people to pull her friend out and waited until help arrived.

I found out the morning after.

She only had bruises and scratches. Which I'm still to this day thankful for God for looking out for my sister. I'm also thankful that my nieces weren't with her at the time or we definitely could've lost them based on the impact of the car's remains.

Some backstory: My (eventually to be) ex-wife had randomly come home one day in late October 2021 and announced that she didn't want to be married to me anymore and left with our shared car. After about a week of radio silence, the rent going unpaid, and some absolutely psychotic behavior from her, we worked out an agreement to finish out the lease.

Well, in January, I gave her my half of the rent, the rent payment bounced, and she disappeared. Had the nerve to be pissy with me when I finally got ahold of her and demanded to know where my money was. Not long after that, she messaged me to let me know that she had gotten a new apartment and that the old apartment was my problem. Moved out in like two days. One of my chicken-shit former friends helped her do it too.

The day that she messaged me was probably my worst day of 2022. I was only making about $12/hr at the time and absolutely could not afford the rent on my own. I also found out that my job would fire me if I moved out of city limits. I couldn't add another roommate without her signing off and paying a $300 roommate release fee. It looked like I was going to lose my job and have to move in with my alcoholic, ragingly trans/homophobic mother.

I had a nervous breakdown that day. It felt like no matter what I tried to do, things kept going wrong and I felt utterly hopeless.

Things got better. Not in the magical way of empty platitudes like "it'll all work out." Everything that got better got better explicitly because I did something to make it better or someone helped me. I got a pay raise up to about $15/hr. I found a new, slightly cheaper apartment. I worked my ass off and finished out the lease at my old place so I didn't have that black mark on my rental history. I manage my money smartly and live far more securely than some people who make four times what I do (meaning I'm not constantly overdrafting my checking account because I splurged on stupid stuff).

_Rinku_ posted...

Some backstory: My (eventually to be) ex-wife had randomly come home one day in late October 2021 and announced that she didn't want to be married to me anymore

Where you having issues already? Sounds terrible for someone to hit you with that out of the blue.
Im glad you recovered from the whole rent situation she left you in. I wish my problems would resolve so quickly

The day my mom died

Neon being banned.

toadfan64 posted...

Losing my dog

i'm probably going to be facing that in 6 month's to a few years.
she has the arthritis and a heart murmur.

getting some very good years with me though i'm going to miss her as much or more than the cat. had her since she was a 6 week old puppy (not by choice).

Honestly it hasnt happened yet. Life changed in April 2021 for me. If anything Im waiting to see if I can get the last medical diagnostic available for my condition. Im hoping for good news but realistically the answer Im expecting isnt good at all.

Probably the day I fell down the stairs.

Ass hasnt been the same since.

September 13th. https://gamefaqs.gamespot.com/a/user_image/8/4/4/AAO7dSAADtgs.png

Everyday, when I wake up and realize my problems all exist and the pleasant dream I was having of better years was a lie.

I really hope 2023 sucks less than 2022.

Not a specific day, but I am very ready for this month to be over. The last three weeks been a constant stream of smaller scale embuggerances that are just adding up to make the whole thing just feel overwhelming and relentless.

• We were meant to be going to Belfast for my missus' gran's 80th birthday. Drove over 100 miles in the middle of the night to the airport, only to get a message literally as we pulled into the car park saying the flight had been cancelled, and there were no others, so just had to go home.
• Got back and the TV had inexplicably broken - just burned out and wouldn't come on. Had to buy another one.
• My tooth broke in half and had to go to the emergency dentist to get it patched up while I wait for a proper appointment, so everything I eat at the moment comes with the irrational "what if this dislodges the temporary filling" fear.
• New TV came, turns out it was a faulty model, kept freezing, kept going silent, remote kept not working, picture kept breaking up... Was under warranty so got a free replacement, but was still a lot of fuss.
• One of our bunnies had a recurrence of an ongoing medical issue that the vets can't diagnose, so there's been missed work, late night visits to the emergency vet, and pretty much no sleep over the last few days as I stay up to make sure she's getting her meds on schedule. She's picking up now, but it's been very stressful, and I genuinely assumed that she was going to pass away this time.
• My missus (who's HR manager) has two separate sexual harassment claims she's having to deal with at work, which is both keeping her working longer hours than usual then getting the work laptop out as soon as she gets home, making her exhausted and stressed, and also really distressing because both cases involve people we quite liked and thought were nice guys and who it turns out really aren't.
• And, as the capper, our travel insurance is being a pain in the arse getting our money back from the Belfast trip - the payment is all approved and everything, but they keep doing stuff wrong their end that's causing issues with getting the payment transferred (standard for an insurance company, haha) so every few days they end up calling us and being on the phone for ages going over the same details again and again.

None of these things on their own would be insurmountable, but all of it coming at once makes me feel like we've pissed off a vengeful gypsy or something, haha.

TomClark posted...

My missus (who's HR manager) has two separate sexual harassment claims she's having to deal with at work, which is both keeping her working longer hours than usual then getting the work laptop out as soon as she gets home, making her exhausted and stressed, and also really distressing because both cases involve people we quite liked and thought were nice guys and who it turns out really aren't.

It's always the nice guys. At least the dirtbags wear it on their sleeves.

Anyways, to answer the point of the topic, I had to put my cat of 15 years down at the beginning of August. I ended up spiking my blood pressure so high that it felt like I was going to have a stroke from the stress of it. That's probably the worst day of 2022. It's been close to 2 months and I still miss her.

Alucard188 posted...

It's always the nice guys. At least the dirtbags wear it on their sleeves.

Depressingly true.

Too many to count. This is probably the first year where I've been unhappy more than content

Its been a pretty all right year.

Although something I did see at my job pulled on my emotions for the first time in a long, long time. I hope that cat got the relief it needed.

Mr_hulk88 posted...

Where you having issues already? Sounds terrible for someone to hit you with that out of the blue.
Im glad you recovered from the whole rent situation she left you in. I wish my problems would resolve so quickly

She had cheated on me earlier that year and left me for a woman. She came crawling back, begging me to give her another chance, when that woman wouldn't leave her husband. She swore up and down that she had been out of her mind and realized how much she loved me and that she was unbelievably sorry.

It was stupid, but I believed her display of contrite desperation and gave her another chance. Things were okay for a while, but then she started ramping up a lot of the irresponsible habits she'd had before. Namely that she would blow her money and then we wouldn't be able to pay rent/buy groceries/etc.

At one point, we had planned to go on a trip to the beach for our anniversary. It was all her idea and, no matter how much I protested because of the cost, she insisted. She went ahead and paid for everything. Well, one day I checked the mail and tl;dr: her car registration had been suspended because her insurance was canceled due to non-payment. She had to drop close to $300 to get everything sorted out (and this was at a time where she was having to use those apps where you borrow $100/day from your future paycheck).

So I say, "Look, we really need the money, let's see if we can get anything back from the hotel reservation." She ARGUED with me back and forth that we didn't need to and that she could afford it (as she was literally spending the last of her money to re-instate her registration). The trip was mostly for me as I had never been to the beach and really wanted to go. I thought I was being the bigger person, putting aside what I wanted, and thinking of what was best for my family. She eventually agreed, but when she went to request the refund, she found out that her credit card hadn't been charged yet. She mistook another $500 charge for the hotel deposit (and no, she didn't make the kind of money where $500 was chump change). There was nothing to refund. Her card was also maxed out (after she had taken out a loan against her retirement to pay it off a year prior).

I also wasn't doing well mentally. I had told her when I took her back that I wasn't going to just "get over" the fact that she cheated on me and generally treated me like shit (even if she was "out of her mind.") I was going to need time. Counseling. Re-assurance. All things she swore up and down were fine and completely understandable. That lasted a couple of months before she started being resentful and mean.

The really stupid part is that we got married in the midst of this. We had been together for ten years, but always put off marriage for financial reasons despite getting engaged in college. We had a very simple wedding, just the two of us and an officiant in a small chapel. I'd wanted to get married at the courthouse to save money, but she insisted on this. She insisted on getting married in the first place. I asked her, multiple times, are you sure? I knew that I loved her and wanted her to be my wife, but just three months prior she had told me that she hadn't loved me in years.

Later after she walked out, she screamed that I was a horrible, manipulative, and abusive monster who had forced her to marry me. She said that all the horrible things she did to me were her ways of trying to escape. I didn't have a car of my own (tl;dr: I couldn't afford to fix my fifteen year old car with nearly 300k miles on it AND cover up her frequent shortcomings with rent/groceries). I gave up my job to move closer to hers, at her request. I supported her through a transition where chunks of her family outright disowned her. I never had any power in that relationship and just had to suffer as she did whatever she wanted. Hell, I still remember the morning she woke me up to tell me she had raided the box of cash I had to pay rent. Didn't ask me beforehand, of course, just jerked me awake to tell me she had done it. She did everything she could to make sure I didn't have the means to leave and then cried victim when I wouldn't let her anymore.

The really crappy part has been all the people who have just treated it like a normal breakup. That bitch used me. She hurt me in a way that I don't think I will ever recover from.

tl;dr: she cheated, begged for a second chance, was nice for about two months before going back to her old ways, and then played the victim at the end.

Luckily I can't think of anything truly bad. Maybe the day that my vacation plans got messed up by being dicked around by Air Canada. My gf and I got stuck in Montreal (not our final destination) and it was an exceedingly stressful day. But we made the most of it, changed our plans, and just spent a few days in Montreal. So the next few days were fun. The way we handled that together without ever arguing confirmed I should marry her. We are now engaged.

So a shitty day but it had a great sliver lining.

TomClark posted...

The last three weeks been a constant stream of smaller scale embuggerances that are just adding up to make the whole thing just feel overwhelming and relentless.

None of these things on their own would be insurmountable, but all of it coming at once makes me feel like we've pissed off a vengeful gypsy or something, haha.

I must've pissed off a vengeful gypsy cause that is pretty much the exact description of my whole year.
It just won't stop.

And now I have the loss of my pillow to add to bout 5 conflicts I am still resolving which also have nothing to do with anything important or that constitutes progress in my life.

Death of a loved one.

Day I had to put my cat down. I had two bad sicknesses (one of them being Covid) that had those weeks be bad too this year.

_Rinku_ posted...

tl;dr: she cheated, begged for a second chance, was nice for about two months before going back to her old ways, and then played the victim at the end

That's quite a mess.

Tbh it kind of sounds like she was probably done with you since the moment she cheated.
The rest was just her panicking about losing something known to her. You fell into a narcissist's trap, they usually say ANYTHING to get what they want from you, and then completely turn over the situation the moment they don't need you anymore.

Alucard188 posted...

I had to put my cat of 15 years down at the beginning of August.

The day mine died (i wasn't even with her) is the worst day of my life probably.

Not of this year specifically though, that was 4 years ago.

Mr_hulk88 posted...

That's quite a mess.

Tbh it kind of sounds like she was probably done with you since the moment she cheated.
The rest was just her panicking about losing something known to her. You fell into a narcissist's trap, they usually say ANYTHING to get what they want from you, and then completely turn over the situation the moment they don't need you anymore.

Yeah, it was a disaster. She'd always had flaws (like everyone does) but she changed a few years ago. She went from being a quiet nerd who enjoyed playing video games to going out to clubs dressed like a hooker, getting black out drunk, and bringing home random people (which she did during our breakups).

It's gotten to the point where I don't miss her anymore, but I still feel hurt by what she did. I can't talk to anyone about it or they just scream at me that I need to "move on and get over her" when I'm literally traumatized. So, I don't talk about it. Still doesn't fail that some people will bring it up and, when I express that I'm still hurt by what happened, they scream that I need to get over it. Of course, this is just people who know me/her IRL.

Now that I think about it though, I had a worse day than that (mostly because things eventually got better from what my psycho ex did). I had a cat who I had adopted about a year and a half ago after fostering her. She'd had a bevvy of health issues and was never 100% healthy, but I loved her and I took good care of her. One Saturday, I woke up and she was throwing up/super lethargic. I spent about $60 ubering to an emergency vet just to be told that she wasn't going to make it. She had been her usual self the day before and the vet even told me that there was likely nothing I could have done to prevent what was wrong with her (essentially fluid buildup in her lungs and a low WBC count). I had to make the decision, alone in a freezing cold room, to put her to sleep.

I would have paid any amount of money to make her better. I charged close to $900 to my credit card that day and I'm still paying it off. I stayed with her and told her how much I loved her. I miss her and I feel angry that she died. She'd had a rough life before I adopted her and she was supposed to live a long life in comfort with me. I only got to have her for a year and a half. Things haven't really gotten "better" since then. I've moved into a new apartment, but I can't help but think that she should have been here. I think about how much she would have loved to sit in the big window in my bedroom and sunbathe or how she would have curled up on my desk while I worked.

I saw a video on tiktok yesterday of a sickly little orange tabby kitten that made me think of her and I just bawled. I miss that cat so much.

kingdrake2 posted...

i'm probably going to be facing that in 6 month's to a few years.
she has the arthritis and a heart murmur.

getting some very good years with me though i'm going to miss her as much or more than the cat. had her since she was a 6 week old puppy (not by choice).

My girl had heart failure and a lump on her liver. My simple advice is to spend as much time as you can with her.

Even after 1 1/2 months I'm still occasionally going down stairs thinking she'll be there, really sucks.

Haven't really had any memorably bad days this year (so far).

I wish I could give you a hug Rinku, that's rough...

My 22 has been pretty good so far...

I cracked my windshield a few months back, nbd tho.

Every day seems like a fresh new low.

The day my cat died. Though the time since has felt like one long day that won't end.

EmbraceOfDeath posted...

The day my cat died. Though the time since has felt like one long day that won't end.

I understand that so well.
I sobbed like crazy for 3 days when it happened to me.After this, I just went numb for a few months.

After about a year, I started to bury the thought of her and what happened when I realized the pain wasn't going away. And that started to work. Even now as I write this I don't feel that pain.

I haven't spoken to my mom since it happened. She basically robbed me of the opportunity of being there when it happend.
It's been 4 years.

First was when I realized that some chronic symptoms for something I've had a lot of problems with and had treatments to correct were back.

The other was when I didn't pass an audition that was a pretty big deal to me.

I got dumped it wasn't super serious but still

Saturday; my car got totaled, dog in vet with cracked ribs, and myself getting sprains and torn ligaments

There's never really been one worst day, just some worse days, and better days.

Don't jinx me son, the year's not over.

My birthday was pretty shittt

MICHALECOLE posted...

My birthday was pretty shittt

Why ??

Almost every day due to pain.

Suffered bad fever last night, barely ate and a headache.