#actually alone

The amount of misfortune I have is practically supernatural, and as much as I advocate for free will, the more I age the more I begin to realize there’s far too much fate involved in life that is far from my control. I’m relapsing, being stripped of almost all of my money because of my fucking parents and their inability to admit their faults, I have 10 papers due this week (not the single page essay bullshit), a test, the flu, and a severe bladder infection which I barely scraped by to pay the meds for. The sad part is that the meds were only $7. Because of my flu and bladder infection I’ll be skipping about 2-3 days of classes meaning I’d have to play catch up even more which only feeds my anixety and depression. I also found out that I’ll be already paying over $20,000 in loans and I might be charged even more because I have to pay out of my own checking which doesn’t have nearly enough money in it thanks to my fucking parents. My grades are dropping and I highly doubt I’ll find a decent job. But of course life is somehow great right?