so I get to have surgery on my leg a 4th time
yay!!!
get to stay in the hospital 3 days and start all over at the beginning
yay!!
on top of that my anxiety has been driving me crazy having mini panic attacks all the time
I was watching Counting Cars and saw a '68 Plymouth Roadrunner at a place they stopped. it was the first car I ever owned (the same model as my dad's first) I was young and wrecked it. i had hoped to restore it some day but I sold it years ago I needed the money. watching that show made me realize ill probably never have another chance to own one and BOOM mini panic attack.
I just really dislike my life at the moment.
im pretty sure ive wasted most of my life and don't see that changing...why bother