My life is a fucked up joke and im a constant burden to others and im sick of others cleaning up for me
I feel like for the past couple of years, im in this cycle of constant bad luck streaks and they always fucking happen around this time of year. I always have something completely fucked up occuring and somehow im supposed to move on. I constantly blame evil eye and other people’s bad energy gettin on to me. I cant stand the fact that my boyfriend is my superman helping me resolve things. Without doxxing myself, im in grad school and i got accepted which was my dream but i ended up being sent to a campus that i didnt choose and i had extremely valid reasons to be in the other campus and they rejected my appeal. Had no choice and they dont care. We moved further away so we both can drive to our respective school/work place. My bf drives perhaps the shittest and worst road in america every day and a 20 mile commute can go from 30 minutes to 2 hrs because that interstate is like actually stupid with stupid drivers. My bf already has a very very hard job that requires him to do 80 hrs a week. I feel awful that i made him move out further away from his work place (which was only a 25 minute walk) to now having to drive. Its not like i have it easier because i basically drive a little less than an hour each way to class but it isnt as bad as his…but yes i drive 40 miles each way. Ive come to terms with it, i know my bf has but it eats me alive that my awful bad luck is always hurting him.
Its not just that, my bf helps me with school and recently i didnt do well on my exam and hes tutoring me so i can end my first year without failing a class. Its doesnt help that a couple of weeks ago i got rear ended (not my fault) and my car got totalled. We came to terms with it eventually but that sucked because now i have neuropathic issues and awful neck and back pain. Because of the fact that my bf is basically god and i owe my life to him, and my dad, i was able to buy a new car since i cant get away without having a car. He works so hard , on top of taking extra shifts, to make sure that i dont take out loans, to cover my living expenses etc. he pays for my gas, my food, the rent, our insurance.
To make shit even worse, just got MY new car and hasnt been a week and i hit a rock that was on the middle of the road, thought i was going to dodge it but it ended hitting my rim and got a flat tire. It would sound like a easy fix but my local dealership is giving me trouble saying that they might not even look at it until june and im like bro are you kidding me?? I didnt need to add this extra burden on my bf (btw we are both on the car, and we live together if you couldnt tell). We literally planned a trip very soon and its not like my bf can cancel it and its also not like he can take easily take time off because of his job. He deserves a break and like we were planning to use the car for the road trip.
Im hoping that the dealership isnt just being stupid and can resolve it this week somehow and let us know. Im just trying not to break down because my bf already has. He has a life of his own and im a constant burden to him. I can see how much i hurt him and i wish i didnt. I know youll say, oh your bf doesnt have to do xyz and sure youre right but its very difficult to say that when we live together, we do everything together and we are just a little short away from getting engaged. On top of working so hard, he takes extra shifts to save money, including money for the ring. I feel like last year we blew a lot of his money moving here and this year with the car. What is going on with me? Ive only been a burden to him and i dont know why. Why is my shitty luck impacting other people?
I know its easy to say oh shit could have been worse..i could have ended up in the hospital, etc etc…or all of this shit could have just never happened. I feel like im a constant burden on my boyfriend and i dont know when this will stop? Im constantly asking when did this start…was it when we moved to this new city for his job? Or when we moved to the suburbs so i can start my grad program? Why do I feel like im so cursed that i get the worst ends of things. I cant help but think…are people giving me evil eye? Did my classmates give me evil eye today when they saw my car that i ended up hitting a rock? Im not even mentioning all the medical shit going on that i plan on working through this summer.
I dont know how to turn our lives around. He is is own person who has so much of his own stuff to do but for some reason i feel like he’s constantly having to fix my messes that i personally dont even understand why they even happen to me. From all the people they could have sent to the other campus, why me?? I lived literally 20 minutes away to the campus that i chose and literally picked this program because of the proximity? Why did they give this illusion of choice when it doesnt exist? I survived a whole year with no issues with my car and within 3 weeks my car got totalled, my neck and arm and back is fucked up, now my new car has a flat tire and needs its rims changed. Why did i have to flunk the last exam that now i need to study extra hard to make sure i pass? Is it because my classmates keep saying mean things about me talking about how i commute to school etc? Why do i live in such a stupid state that has the worst roads with the worst potholes with the worst drivers? I hate it here, as much as it is pretty, i cant deal with this
Who did i piss off in my last life that ive been burdened with such bad karma? I can understand my issues sound minuscule compared to other people but i dont care about what i go through but i cant stand it that ive only been a burden to my bf. Why is my bf constantly cleaning up my messes? I want this to all stop…i just we could have a time where i do my stuff and study and my bf does his stuff and i can help him. I feel like im constantly taking and never giving. Im an awful person and lowkey i don’t deserve my bf. Sometimes i wonder if i can finally give him a break if i leave or just end my life. I cant stand being a burden to someone else.
I know the best thing that ever happened to me is my boyfriend but i might be the worst thing that happened to him and i can’t stand that im constantly bringing him down. I love my bf so much, i would jump a bridge for him. I try to appreciate as much as i can for everything he does but i cant stand that my boyfriend has become my surrogate dad for everything. I know if the roles were reversed, i wouldnt be able to do a fraction of what he does for me. And i hate how i repay him back…with even more stress and obstacles.