So I've come to the conclusion that everyone gets mad at me. That's it. Everyone just gets mad at me. Nobody knows that I'm scraping by with my boyfriend at a minimum wage job trying to get him his GED, move out of this shithole apartment, look into taking summer classes online, deal with my grandfather's court case, live with my self pity and self hate, or feel like a complete failure because I took my entire life for granted. No. Everyone gets mad at me because I pick them up 10 minutes late or because I have a prior engagement. I get shit every fucking day, so can everyone just cut me some motherfucking slack, okay?