Just, a lot.
These past holidays have been a mess really.
In 2018, October- December my car got broken into three times. The second time (Christmas Day of alllll days) the person stole all my tech and projects; my laptop, creative external hard drives, books with tons of notes in them and creative journals as well as personal. Let me tell you.... I felt EXPOSED AND LOST. And to top it all off I turned find my iPhone on and found out where he lived. Turns out he lived in an apartment complex 2 streets away from skid row. GREAT. Police wouldn’t help at all either.. not even with an escort.
This year. Oh this year’s holiday season.
I fell in love at the beginning of December 18/ January 2019. I didn’t realize how incredibly deep the emotion was until we broke up. The second week of October 2019. Excruciating pain let me tell you. Horrible. Still is and we are at the start of January.
So there’s that.
Then the day before Christmas Eve I decide to hangout with my friend Jaclyn. I offer to take her to LAX since her flight is at 5am. We wake up at 1am, it’s pouring outside.
I hop on the 110s from Burbank.
I feel a little scared but not enough to really care about it. Now we hit downtown 110 fwy, I begin to feel unsafe so I slow down. I was fine for three miles then my car hydroplaned, I heard a big thud and my car flipped completely over and slid to the right hand shoulder. FORTUNATELY la becomes a ghost town during the holidays because no one is from la who lives in la and during the holidays everyone flies home so the fwy was oddly very clear.
I felt like I was in a scene from Fast and Furious. So there we were completely upside down I unbuckle my seatbelt and undo hers and we crawl out the car. It’s raining so hard and CHP shows almost immediately after as if they saw it happen. We get taken to the hospital to get checked. Everything at the hospital runs smoothly and we are both okay. We were able to switch her flight and get her to the airport by 10am. Mind you we have absolutely nothing with us this whole time, everything is in the car. The only thing working in our favor is her phone which was the only communication this whole time.
She flies off and is safe.
INSURANCE TIME 🙄
First off, fuck insurance they dont help at all. I pay so much money every month and YOU are going to give ME the run around? Wait.. what? No.
Well that what they did and are currently still doing. And it’s been 2 going on 3 weeks after the accident.
Iono it’s just been a lot emotionally and financially.
And on top of just figuring oneself out mannnnnn I’m exhausted. Oh yea.. my birthday is in two days so there’s that.
Le sigh. I know it seems like an emotional rant and woah is me thing but YES WOAH IS ME. I’m tired of always trying to be okay. I’m not.
I’m working on honoring my emotions and letting them ride. Doing this has really made a difference. I feel so much more free. It’s different for me. It’s time to heal.
