Why. Why why why why whyyyyy
I friggin fractured my ankle yesterday. /sob
Now I can barely do anything, and I'm having serious anxiety and it's making me depressed.
I hate it. Hate it hate it hate it hate it.
Sounding like a spoiled child here, but oh my god I spent all day today on the couch watching T.V, and it takes a friggin act of congress just to get me ANYWHERE. And people have to do almost everything for me, and by god, if I wasn't a couch potato before, I seriously am now. *throws hands up in the air* And on the day my family and I were gonna go on a walk, I friggin injure myself and we have to go to the ER instead, and wait like three hours there. X-Rays, a stupid friggin splint, that is making my heel raw as all heck, and I reinjured my shoulder when I fell and now it hurts aalll the time.
I seriously did not wanna go, but at least I wasn't having anxiety when we got to the ER. But man, I haven't had anxiety like this in like, forever. I swear, I got so friggin down today I almost cried.
All in all, I feel like crap. I don't think I've been so down in quite a few years.
Ugh, I should go to bed now. Put my foot up, sleep, and go through the same crap tomorrow.
Sorry for rambling. It's not like it's going to change anything for anyone, and I could have it ten times worse than this.