I totally lost it yesterday. My coffee pot broke and got into my sons pill holders and ruined it. I cleanned up the mess and then I started to cry and the tears fell like the rain storms we have been having. I felt so cursed that I felt like what ever I touched was bound to go wrong. that old feeling was there and salt was poored into it. To my surprise my husband told it was not my fault and that accidents happen. At the moment it didn't register, but later it did. Maybe not all is lost. But I am not going to get my hopes up just I will crash again. But the feeling was good.