I want to know what hellspawn/demon I pissed off and challenge him/her outright so as to get it all over with. What happened tonight is simply unbelievable.... Y'all know I game to keep my sanity (and bc it's often a ton of fun) and so I was gaming and trying to relax from the grind of things (I had to deal with 10 plus pages of extra disability questions earlier that made me want to pull my hair out) plus trying to figure out what's going on with my mother's car). Everything was going fine and I was even getting in some precious 'me' time which is the rarest thing in the world for me when all of sudden we're at the final boss of a raid and doing great - looks like our little pickup group is gonna clear when - splat, swoosh, splat, splat, squish, swoosh. I'm covered in vomit from head to toe.
In fact, there's so much vomit that it fries the one thing I can't afford to replace .I saved up 2 years to get that gaming laptop and post-fire it's one of the very few possessions I have. It was completely impersonal -- just the other half getting sick and yet it felt and still feels so deeply personal because it destroyed the one thing that I had that was just as good as anybody else's. I suppose another way to put it is that it was one of the few things I have that I had some pride in -- my lifeline as well as my escape.
I know this was just random and no one's fault but it feels so personal because so many little things had to happen for the circumstances to be right for it to happen in the first place. I mean how on Earth does this even happen? How unlucky can one person be? What the hell did I do to bring this down on me? The other half had his Linda Blair moment and seems fine now but I feel like I've been cursed. IDK, what do you do when you feel like the world is out to get you?