I was having a good 7 days off of work. Just like always any amount of good days in my life are followed by at least one very bad one. Today had to be that day. It started off with bad news from a doctor...my family medical history has been catching up to me these past couple years. I thought I would talk to the one person that probably knows me best...my last girlfriend that I had been with for 2 years. I told her the bad news thinking she might be able to say something to make me feel better and the response I got was "Gross". I was already feeling pretty bad, defeated, and unwanted. That was kind of the last boot to the head while I was down. People have gotten pretty good at disappointing me lately. The rest of the day I've spent alone cursing my genetics and wishing I had someone to comfort me a little. Sometimes I feel like things are only going to get worse. 