So two months ago I got a job as a delivery driver at a pizza joint. I finally was going to dig my way out of this hole we know as depression. Everything is going well, everyone's so nice, I'm seeing so much of town. Most importantly, I found myself filled with more purpose that finally gave me the motivation to put one foot in front of the other.

Today, I'm probably going to lose it all. I was in a head on collision with another car that destroyed my car, if I'm labeled at fault, Bye bye job. The insurance is waiting on the police report to give the final verdict. About 8 days from now. I had one job, and even I managed to fucked that up.