Was viciously “restructured” from my job at Wolfram & Hart.
Got a new job – with 1000% more stress.
Had a nice hospital visit – that wasn’t covered by my insurance, incidentally…
Am now in debt up to my fucking eyeballs, and will never pay it off.
Enjoyed the onset of multiple health problems that will last the rest of my life.
Turned 50 this year – another birthday spent completely alone. This time, it really hurt.
Wrote almost nothing. Seriously – I wrote less than 10,000 words.
I still live in the worst apartment in the world.

Goodbye, 2013. I have zero fucks left to give.

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