My life has significantly hit a bump tonight. I'm suicidal for a multitude of reasons and my car is usually on the list but it's moved up the list tonight.
I was trying to get back to the town of my apartment because I have classes tomorrow and I spent some time with family on Easter (it was pretty miserable tbh). All of the sudden, on my way home, my car starts misfiring like crazy. I call my uncle who is very mechanically apt when it comes to cars. He thinks it could be one of 3 things, one really cheap and easy, the other two, really fucking hard and expensive, mainly because my car is niche (the make is common, model is obscure). Tomorrow, he's coming over bright and early to help me figure it out.
It's the literal worst night it could happen. I was taking my cat home. My professor literally just now informed me we have a quiz that I'm missing tomorrow, which means I'll have to take it in front of him, I have really bad test anxiety. God this just made everything 10x worse as I type this. I wanna vomit just thinking about everything right now. Plus he's out of town for the rest of the week after tomorrow, meaning if I don't take it tomorrow, idk when I'll get to take it. Which I mean, I guess more study time but also more time to forget.
So we don't even know if we can fix my car tomorrow either too, which is just wonderful. To top it all off, I'm staying with my mom and her insufferable boyfriend. My cat (pictured in the photo below) is the only thing keeping me somewhat sane right now.
Wish me luck I guess, I feel so fucked, and I just want to be gone right now.
I was trying to get back to the town of my apartment because I have classes tomorrow and I spent some time with family on Easter (it was pretty miserable tbh). All of the sudden, on my way home, my car starts misfiring like crazy. I call my uncle who is very mechanically apt when it comes to cars. He thinks it could be one of 3 things, one really cheap and easy, the other two, really fucking hard and expensive, mainly because my car is niche (the make is common, model is obscure). Tomorrow, he's coming over bright and early to help me figure it out.
It's the literal worst night it could happen. I was taking my cat home. My professor literally just now informed me we have a quiz that I'm missing tomorrow, which means I'll have to take it in front of him, I have really bad test anxiety. God this just made everything 10x worse as I type this. I wanna vomit just thinking about everything right now. Plus he's out of town for the rest of the week after tomorrow, meaning if I don't take it tomorrow, idk when I'll get to take it. Which I mean, I guess more study time but also more time to forget.
So we don't even know if we can fix my car tomorrow either too, which is just wonderful. To top it all off, I'm staying with my mom and her insufferable boyfriend. My cat (pictured in the photo below) is the only thing keeping me somewhat sane right now.
Wish me luck I guess, I feel so fucked, and I just want to be gone right now.
