The last 24 hours have totally sucked.

I'm ready to throw in the towel.

Am I a bad person?

Do I deserve this?

Is karma coming and kicking me in the ass?

I'm breaking down & it's quite obvious to anyone who has seen me in these last 24 hours.

I really wish I had my sisters close to me so we could drink ourselves into an idiotic stupor & I could truly vent about all the issues I'm having within all aspects of my life.

I'm freaking out with no outlet.

And yes, I am PMS, but I could care less.

PMS or no, this same shit would be swallowing me.

I'm going to curl up with a bottle of wine, chocolate cake, my comfortable hound dog,

and try to forget the last 24 hours even existed.

I'm glad it's a 3 day weekend.

FYI:

It's nothing like the wedding is off either, we're still good on that. It's just the weight of my world on my shoulders is getting a little bit too heavy to hold.

No more emotions from here on out.