Like an idiot....

I backed my car into a tree last night while trying to parallel park (the tree was sticking about half a foot into the street, urg).....

Cracked my bumper, destroyed my taillight.

Because I SURELY needed that. I TOTALLY have the money to fix it. EVERYTHING is going well for me. (please read all the very strong sarcasm in the previous statements!!!)

I just... am overwhelmed.

I wish my dad was here :(

I can't stop crying this morning.

I feel like every little thing that can go wrong, is. I miss the stable, strong rock my dad always was. He made things not seem so bad or overwhelming. He was there.

I'm so sad.

I'm so mad at myself!!!

Got to make it through the workday, bring the car in.... see what kind of damage is done and figure out how to fix it.

Not a great day. Crying at work. Feeling the dark clouds. Wearing a baseball hat because I didn't have time to shower this morning. I feel kind of gross and stupid and worthless. Like I don't know how to live. Not really sure how to snap out of it.

Hoping putting all these feelings down on "paper" will help me shed them.... at least enough that I can get through the workday.