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   It is clear to me that I continue to fuck up every day. (Sorry Gran, I had to cuss)  I let my mom pull out of the driveway first and gave her ample time to drive off before I began to reverse. I was just about to check my right back side, when this HONK scares me. Of course, mom hasn't left yet. It takes the woman ten minutes to get out of any parking spot in her giant 4 runner. But I feel like an epic failure because I should have checked.
   I should have done a lot of things, that my parents ask me to do and I honestly forget. I'm sorry. My mind is stressing beyond your comprehension about money and debt and I can't fit any more in there.  They treat me like a child, but it's probably for the best since I can't even back out of the driveway right.
   UGH!!!! I feel like crying. I feel like driving and not coming home. I feel like shit. (Again, Sorry Gran).
   Why do I keep messing things up for my family, when they are stressed and don't need me to add stupidity and anxiety to the mix!?!?!


Moral of the story: I suck, once again. No wonder we're not that close anymore.