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Today my heart swings.
Good morning! The past couple of days have been really hard for me, but today is a new day and I know it will be better :) (Taken with instagram)
I could not sleep last night. Luckily, I wasn’t in tears all night… but I would’ve rather been sleeping peacefully. I’ve been up since seven and can’t force myself to sleep longer. I still can’t believe what happened last night. All I wanted was to go home after work and work out a little before bed.
I took a look at my car and it doesn’t look as bad as I thought it would. I don’t think it is worth saving, but it definitely doesn’t look as frightening as it felt. I don’t know. It is probably because it was the first accident I’ve ever been in (aside from an old man backing out into my car in a parking lot, one). It happened so fast, I didn’t know what was happening. I remembered someone coming into my lane, trying to swerve out of the way, and then just spinning out. I went from the fast lane, all the way over to the other side of the freeway. I am honestly amazed that I wasn’t seriously injured.
A man that I hit while I was spinning was so grateful that we were both alright. The person who caused the accident… well, they didn’t stop at all. I can’t really imagine what would cause someone to leave the scene (what, maybe they are not insured? Maybe they are illegal aliens?), to not even check to make sure that everyone was okay.
The first thing I did was pull my phone out of my purse and call my mother. I was weeping, but I managed to tell her that I got into an accident and told here where I was. There was one witness who pulled over to make sure we were okay. I probably would’ve sat in the car crying until my mom got there if he had not stopped. I am grateful for both of those strangers.
I don’t know what is going to happen since the person who caused the collision wasn’t found, but everyone keeps telling me that at least I am alive. Now that I am out of shock and out of my depression that consumed me last night, I know they are right. So many other cars could have ended up hitting me, so despite the fact that I am a bit traumatized by what happened, I do realize that it could have been worse. I am grateful that it wasn’t.
This does add a lot of complications to my life, though, that I will have to learn to deal with. All I had was liability coverage, so I am left without a car. Being immobile, just like when I was sixteen. I had already told my roommate a few days prior that I felt it was time for us to find new places to live and I had discussed with my mom me staying with her after our 30 days was up, if I hadn’t found a place… but now it looks like it will be a much longer stay since now I will have to figure out how I can finance a car.
It is a little depressing, realizing that at almost 23-years-old, I am going to be moving back in with my mother. We haven’t lived together in almost five years, so I hope things go smoothly. It is a crappy situation, but I know I need to stay positive. I am glad that I at least have family that can take me in when times are hard; I know that not everyone is that blessed.
