Life sucks. That's all you need to know, when you're born. They should implant a device repeating that on your head, "Life Sucks, and it's only getting worse."
Just as the motherfucking depression strikes back, I suddenly find myself out of a therapist. Not the pharmacologist, but the shrink. Can't afford her on my own. Just can't. Not on this laughable salary.
Life sucks, indeed.
