Warning: The following is a negative rant. Read at your own risk.
NB: We are all entitled to have bad moments and despite all the great stuff that happens in our lives, the crappy stuff can still knock us sideways. This is one of those moments.
It’s hard not to think sometimes that life is out to get us. I’ve had so many conversations trying to convince O that her life is not “unlucky,” though I can certainly understand why she would think that: her dad’s death, knee surgery, tragic dog death,Â unrequited crushes, school struggles, not being accepted to the college of dreams and then last night, just as she’s about to be a hero and fling a ball into a net, another knee gives way.
Other kids become Varsity stars, effortlessly achieve 4.0 GPAs and get into the colleges of their dreams. I’ve run out of platitudes and advice. I sound like a broken record. “It will get better, I promise.” “If you think you are unlucky, you will be unlucky.” “The universe…” Whatever. Frankly, I’m sick of the Universe and its crappy lessons. It breaks my heart to see her so unhappy.
I spent the night worrying about the ridiculously high deductible, her mental health, my mental health and that spring break, her prom, and graduation might all being spent on crutches. We argued this morning over crutches and braces and how much she hates her life.
I don’t have a solution other than to grit my teeth and get through it, whatever comes. She doesn’t either. But it will be messy and stressful and horrible.
C’mon Universe, throw us a bone here.
This concludes today’s breakdown. Regular programming will resume with the next post.
NB: 4/2/13 – The ACL is indeed torn. Surgery is in the cards. We’ve decided to schedule it for after Prom.