xevilxashleyx

Gah. I took an extra hour for lunch just to cry.

It's so frustrating that I work and never accomplish anything. Not only do I never get ahead, but I never even break even...

I went to the pharmacy to make some sort of attempt at getting my Rx's (that I've had since I went to the Doc's a week ago because I was throwing up blood...and my vagina's been bleeding nonfuckingstop for over two weeks...) but...I can't afford it.

I'm supposed to go back to the Doc's next week to get my hoo-ha checked out, blood or not, and get some blood work done, but...I can't afford that, either.


I still need a transmission flush. And I need to get my brakes fixed. And an oil change. And a PCV valve...

And I owe my mother a shit ton of money. And I'm sinking myself back into credit card debt, because I can't afford to pay $3.29 a gallon for gas. (At that cost, it will take over $70 to fill my tank...)

Plus, I'll have a shit ton of lovely court fees and fines to pay in a few days.

I've worked no less than twleve hours a day, every day, this week. Yesterday I worked 14, and today I'll be working at least that.

I have an eighth of a tank of gas. That's most definately not going to get me to Nashua and back (or even just there...), and so...at this rate, I don't know if I'll be going at all. And that breaks my heart.

It's been a while since I've felt this miserably helpless and hopeless and whatnot...

Gah.