where'd all the good people go?

My best friend's currently filing a restraining order against her ex, and probably has to testify against him in court.

My friend's father was taken to hospital this morning with chest pains.

A mother and daughter from my town were killed in a car accident yesterday.

My friend's house was struck by lightning and burned to the ground last friday.


So why the fuck am I complaining about any aspect of my life? Because..I don't know. I'm horribly depressed since I don't even have a fucking job right now. And that's just made worse by how much I hate how I look. I can't handle all this shit right now with just proves how fucking weak I am, considering my ex isn't trying to hurt me and isn't a manipulative bastard, my family is all safe and alive, and I have a roof over my head.

I want to hit fast forward. Now. And skip forward to August, and not have eaten between now and then, and be thin and beautiful. I can't go back to school fat like this. I just can't.