When my world started to fall apart

My life didn’t start falling apart with the quarantine.

In fact it started a month before the quarantine started all the way back in January. It started when my lifelong nemesis Cvs (Cyclic Vomiting Syndrome) decided to jump back into my life and remind me that he’s alive and well and still “protecting” me. The ensuing sickness landed me in the hospital from dehydration for the first time in five years and stole my energy for an entire week. The next week life decided to crush me and my family with the death of my dads’ mom. The next weekend was the funeral and the next one after that I had the ACT.

Life decided to give us a few weeks to recover after that and then.

WELCOME TO THE END OF THE WORLD!!! Toilet paper is now gold, we all decided to become ninjas and bandits for our own safety, and I am not allowed to see my friends at school anymore forever!

So anyways life decided to hate me for a few months and that is when my life really started falling apart.

*** sorry if that was a downer. I just really wanted to write about how crazily insane my year has been!