Why My Weekend Sucked

[pandonkey]

An Essay By Pandonkey, Aged 28
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I was going to tell the entire story of multiple failed attempts to get my car inspected this weekend, leading to a grouchy final attempt that led to a Very Bad Thing, but I'll cut straight to the thing itself: I accidentally ran a red light and hit another car. No one was hurt! But it was probably the most awful thing I've ever done to another person. The other driver was incredibly nice, and while his car didn't have a lot of visible damage, his back driver's side tire was bent out of whack, so he couldn't drive it. Did I mention that he was incredibly nice? And that his car was a brand new Saab that happened to have been his 40th birthday gift?

Yes. I am a horrible, horrible, inattentive, negligent, rotten driver. I am just barely starting to come out of full-on "I suck more than anyone else on Earth" mode, mostly because it's making me feel guilty about people who really have bad things happen to them or accidentally cause bad things to happen.

Did I also mention that while we were waiting for the police to show up, another accident happened at that intersection? The Saab wasn't blocking the intersection, but it was obstructing one lane, so I've lumped on the guilt for that one, too. (Again, thank goodness, no one was hurt.)

So I am a bit gloomy, and a bit sad, and a lot angry at myself. For the most part, I'm keeping it out of view, but so far every time I've told the story, I've felt a little bit better able to handle it. So I'm hoping this will do its part to help.

Comments

[lynxkitten.livejournal.com]

*hugs*

Puts me in mind of something similar that happened a long time ago that I didn't think you needed to beat yourself up for as much then, too...

I hope this helps you feel better. You don't suck, let alone more than anyone else on Earth, you're not a horrible driver (I've driven with you, I know) and sometimes things just happen. Regardless, I'm sorry your weekend sucked so bad. :( Let me know where to send the chocolate...

[pandonkey.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I was trying to decide if I felt worse about this or if time had just softened the memory a bit and they were really about the same. I suspect that really was just as bad at the time, so that does help put this into perspective a bit.

I am feeling better, thanks very much. :) It really did help to write it all out, and of course the passage of time each day (and a very, very busy day at work again) has helped, too. I did actually get some chocolate -- chocolate ice cream Drumsticks that a kind coworker brought in for the staying-late folks. ;) That definitely helped...

[eeanoie.livejournal.com]

Bad things happen and somehow we carry on. I'm in and out the boat for heaping on the blame of our financial distress for the past year. So, I know how it feels... man, wish we lived closer together! We could go out for ice cream! :P

[pandonkey.livejournal.com]

Heh heh, I definitely agree! :) Thanks for the sympathy -- I'm feeling a bit less awful about it, at least as long as I don't think too hard about it. I keep reminding myself "It could be worse!", which does help quite a bit.