Got fired for having a "bad attitude" after working 2 weeks on a sprained ankle.
Got another job at an injection molding plant, which wasn't good but it was a job. Covid took care of that for me.
Of course I realized this year that the feeling I was always getting going into work was an anxiety attack.
All my plans for photography got shot in the ass.
Got into model building. Then had to stop to get the 240sx running.
Come to the conclusion that the relationship with my best friend is dead, leaving me feeling more isolated than I have been since high school.
Still better than last year...