January is not going so well.
I got into a car accident yesterday, and it was my fault. I don’t know yet how much it will be to fix my car, but it might be more than the car is worth. If that’s the case, I can probably scrape together enough from the insurance payout and my savings to replace it, but I’ve had that car for 8 or 9 years and I love it, and I feel shitty about possibly killing my car, although I’m actually lucky I didn’t manage to kill myself and injure Mike. No air bags went off and everyone was wearing seat belts, and the other car braked quite hard before hitting me so it ended up not being nearly as bad as it could have been. And they were able to drive off after we exchanged info, so hopefully it’s just body damage on their car. Their Mustang. Fuck.
I’m depressed about this break up, and drawing it out is making it more painful in some ways, but I just can’t rip the band-aid off. Class starts in 4 days, so I’ll stop seeing him in a day or two and jump into school work. My house is a wreck and I’m finding it impossible to motivate myself to clean it or apply for summer jobs like I need to.
Since I started writing this post, the body shop called me back. They aren’t done assessing the car, but I had called wanting an update since it’s almost the end of the day. The damages are already at $4700 and counting, which is more than the value of the car according to wherever my parents looked it up last night. Goddammit.
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cenizasyarena said:
i’m sorry your month is sucking. i love you very much.
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