For years, my wife and I have had bad luck.
We were abused and were part of a destructive cult that almost succeeded in driving us to successfully commit suicide, we had to elope to get married, she cried for a year because of how rotten her parents were to her, she almost died a year later from an athsma attack, we got screwed to the tune of $6,000 on medical bills, our cars continually break down, my job is screwing me out of 15,000 a year just because they can, my wife got into a major car accident that has left her in continual pain, I myself have knee, hip, back and foot problems, we may not win the civil case to get some exta funds for her injuries, which will leave us even more profoundly in debt (possibly $6,000), her parents essentially disowned her, we had her deadbeat brother live with us for 3 years because we felt sorry for him, and we barely even got a thank you for our sacrifice, our car insurance is 6,330 a year (more bad luck), we can't afford to buy food, my wife and I are both near physical and mental breakdown, and this morning, my car's transmission broke after sitting in traffic on Route 287 for three hours.
There's nothing left of me. I must be cursed. I either was Ghengis Khan or Hitler in my previous life, and I'm paying through the nose for it. Either that, or the devil just likes kicking me in the ass, because I keep refusing to fall down.
How has your day been?
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