#drinking and almost driving

[navybrat817]

I earned this, lovelies.

[erros429]

woag. turning 21 in 21 days

[conceptofjoy]

thank you middle aged adults that know what theyre doing and genuinely want to help out of the goodness of their heart. i just got shit done that was weighing me down for ages holy shit adopt me

[flowersfrombefore]

Martin Blackwood is so fucking for real because if Jon yelled at me to sit like That™️ in mag56 I too would simply do anything he asked from that point forward including admitting my application fraud.

[worstloki]

Thor tries to pick up the designated driver pilot role after feast parties and off-realm adventures following Loki’s death but it soon becomes apparent that the only decent pilot left on the team is Fandral and he’s insufferable if you drink excessively and don’t let him join

[truecorvid]

i feel like this is my longest lasting hangover yet -_-

[zafiro-anyejo]

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[chonky-goth]

If America is gonna keep being focused on cars I'm gonna need us all to collectively agree not to open anything until after 10 am because most of y'all are too tired to be driving earlier than that

[kaoharu]

hiiiiii and good morning ☝️‼️

[isa-ah]

"can we do XYZ tomorrow?"

"we don't have any money."

"well we need to go do it anyway."

"we don't have any money."

"it's going to be $60."

miss thing w thousands in her bank account we don't LIVE like that

[transgaysex]

theres birthdays in my family today you know what that means ☺️

[miss-anthropyxx]

casually spiraling and dont think there's anything i can do about it at this point anymore. i wanna just give up and let myself spiral.

[lovelyisadora]

we started the morning with a hike 🙃 this one was nowhere near as bad but. holy hell

[paralien]

I have a specific type of nervous dog swag that airport guards just love 🐶✈️💕 (aka. I dropped my suitcase three times while fumbling to find my passport for the passport control unsure of where i was supposed to go and the guard led me the entire way down and pointed everything out to me jdjdjdjr)

[fragmentedblade]

The implications that Blade and Dan Heng remember more than they admit is driving me nuts

[iloveanimalsmorethanhumans]

It's been 14 years, now...Wow....

Story time! For those who are not aware of what went down in my life 10 years ago, and even for those who were,

Here's the story:

10 years ago I was a divorced Mama, renting a room in a house with two other women, trying to juggle work and motherhood and I was pretty miserable.

I had just broken up with a guy who turned out to be a severe alcoholic. (Oh, the irony.)

I had spent the evening before hanging out with one of my best friends, laughing at the silliest things until my stomach hurt. I felt pretty good that night. I didn't get home until about 2 a.m. and I had work the next morning.

That same night someone else was up all night, not having nearly as much fun. She and her boyfriend were up all night fighting, and drinking.

At 7 a.m. I managed to get myself up and out the door. I was tired, but still happy.

The other woman would be leaving her boyfriend's house soon. Drunk, and not happy at all. She would have a bottle of wine with her.

My memories of what happened next shatter into bits and pieces.

I can remember voices, talking, being on the side of the road, arguing with the first responders about whether I was wearing a seatbelt or not. Yelling at the same first responders to call Lowe's and tell them I was going to be a little late.

I don't remember much for a while. Totally missed the helicopter ride to Christiana.

I digress. What I forgot was the part where that other woman and I met, in the middle of the road, head on.

The impact spun my van around and caused it to flip. I was partially ejected from the passenger side, partially in a ditch with the top of the passenger side on my chest.

There was a farmer who heard the collision and my screams. (I don't remember screaming, but given the situation it seems to have been an appropriate response.

He called 911 and held the van up off of me until they got there. (I would meet him a little over a year later in better circumstances.)

The time after that is kind of a blur. 3 weeks in the hospital getting pieced back together. My ankle was crushed and some of the bones decided to check out the world outside of the flesh.

My father and Step Mom came up from North Carolina and immediately jumped into cleaning up all of my loose ends and figuring out how to help me piece my life back together.

There are two metal plates and some screws in my leg, they became the plates and screws for the rest of me. I'll be eternally grateful for that.

I'll also always be grateful to my cousins who drove over as soon as they heard so the first people I could see after surgery were family. That still resounds with me, and remains an important memory in the fog.

It took 10 long months, moving to North Carolina, leaving my son here, almost losing my leg to infection, a lot of tears, a lot of laughter, and so much patience and determination.

I look back and can mark the changes in my life since then. The full extent of my injuries wouldn't be discovered for a few years. Hello head injuries and brain damage!

Yeah, I've been through a lot. Some days I struggle more than others, but I survived, and I am thriving. Although some days I can't see it, and depression doesn't just go away after you survive something like that, no matter what the movies show, but the good days outnumber the bad, and overall, I am happy, and I love my life. I'm grateful for it, and I'm grateful for the people sharing it with me. ❤