Sometimes I really hate when something goes right - like getting good grades in college. Whenever something good happens to me or something goes well, everything else starts to fall apart.

Yeah I'm getting good grades in my TWO classes. And now I'm having all this stupid trouble with my T and today I got a bill for my son's respite care for January and February. I thought I had been approved for county paid respite, but I'm being billed $175 for 10 days of respite care - about 30 to 40 hours. I can't pay that. I shouldn't even have to pay because the county is supposed to pay. As it is I got stuck paying for daycare to go to college myself and that's slowly bringing me closer to debt.

I was planning to come how and register for fall classes but I don't see a point now. My life isn't supposed to get better. Trying to make it better only makes bad things happen. It seems better to just submit to the misery of my pathetic life and not try.