Dear 2011,
Please stop sucking, you're really starting to kill my cheery optimism. The week before you came, I was in the emergency room with my father, and four days later lost my uncle. Now, only 18 days in, you have screwed my family financially, emotionally, and physically. As I sit here today, trying to remain un-stressed because my stress is literally killing me and my blood pressure has sky rocketed putting me at high risk for a stroke, I'm wondering if you have gone into cahoots with misfortune because my father is once again in the hospital. I don't want to sound selfish but knock it off. I don't want to have a stroke, and I don't want anyone else in my family dying or ending up seriously injured.
I've always been a cheery optimistic person, ever since my spur of bad years two years ago. I've thought that I could make it through anything you years have put me through, but seriously cut the shit. You're going to turn me into a crickety, stroke-ridden 23 year old. So here's a thought, lay off the negativity and let things get better.
Thank you for taking this into consideration,
Amy
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