Sheesh, it seems like everytime I send you guys an update, it's bad news. Well, let's be optimistic for my sake and say that there's good and bad news.
The good news is........
I'm no longer in a dysfunctional relationship. Tho things ended completely opposite from the way I had wanted them to, they still ended and that's the main thing.
The bad new is.........
I was in another car accident. So i know you're thinking "WHAT?!?!" so i'll tell you what happened.......
On friday night, my girlfriend Amanda met me work and after i got off we headed out to the grand re-opening of The Yellow Beak(bar in town). Zach came by and met up with us and we started having a good time. As the night wore on, Zach found some old friends he knew and we got separated. Amanda and I were standing out on the lawn(this is an indoors/outdoors bar) and two guys came up to us and started making conversation. One started talking to Amanda and his name was Tony, the other started talking to me and his name was Larry. I told larry that I was there with my boyfriend, and I pointed to where Zach was and waved at him and blew a kiss. So Larry backed off but Amanda and Tony realized that they went to the same highschool and they got more into conversation. So we moved over to where Zach was because I didn't want him to be concerned.....and while Amanda and Tony were talking, Larry mentioned that he had gone to Enumclaw High so he didn't know anyone they were talking about. I saw that as an opportunity to get Zach into conversation so he didn't feel left out...so i said "oh babe you went to enumclaw right?...." And before i could go on, Zach cuts me off and sarcastically repeats my question. So i'm standing there like "what did i do?" you know? And zach turns to his friend and says "FUck, my girlfriend doesn't even know what high school i went to". And kind of just attempted to make me look stupid. So I looked at him and said "i think you're done drinking and i think we shouldn't be around each other right now..." So he stands up and storms off and leaves.....and I'm baffled by his immaturity (but why waste your time trying to rationalize a drunk person's actions) so I sort of decided in my head "FUCK IT!" but mostly i thought "FUCK HIM" and I set my frame of mind to that of "I'm done being miserable with him, i want to enjoy life". And tho it would be the right idea to have made this decision pre-cocktails and to have let him know about it......i didn't and that's where i messed up.
so when it came time to leave the beak, amanda was sloshed and couldn't drive so we were just kinda waiting it out in the parking lot. Along come Tony and Larry with this great idea that we should head to a friend's house and they could drop us off at home. Their friend Luke was going to be the driver, they said; and he was cool to drive. So amanda looked at me and i told her "FUCK IT, let's go".
So there were five of us in Luke's truck which was like a brand new chevy or something with a crew cab (luke driving, Tony in the passenger seat, Me behind the passenger seat, Larry in the middle, and Amanda behind the driver's seat.
The house was on some back roads that i was totally unfamiliar with. There were no street lights and it was farmland so no house lights for miles. Luke apparantly didn't know where he was either because he started heading down a straight stretch and didn't see that the road ended ahead. Tony knew where we were and he started telling Luke "dude, slow down, the road ends..." I don't know if Luke didn't hear him or if he thought he'd stop in time; either way, we didn't stop in time....The tire marks that the police marked off showed that Luke did try to stop and they said that the wheel of the truck was locked to the right. So it's like he thought he could slow a little bit and take the turn really fast.
We didn't make the turn and the truck's driver side crashed into the end of the guardrail. The impact of that launched the truck upward into the side of a tree trunk. We hit the tree so hard that it made the bed of the truck fly up and over to the right (like slamming your breaks on a bike and having it fly you forward). There was a set of 5 or 6 mailboxes immediatly to the right of the tree that we went completely over. The truck landed to the right of the mailboxes, on the passenger side.
Tony, Amanda and I climbed out of the truck. Tony went for help and Amanda boosted me back into the driver's window to help Luke and Larry out. I was able to grab onto Luke because his seat belt kept him from falling down to the passenger's side. But he wasn't responding to me and just hung there.
So amanda helped me back out of the truck and got help from a nearby neighbor who heard our screaming and came out to see what was going on. They brought us blankets and jackets and tried to calm us down.
The police arrived within 10-15 minutes. They rushed Amanda and me onto stretchers and into an ambulance even tho we weren't noticably hurt. That seemed weird to us at the time but we later found out that they wanted to hurry and get us out of there because they didn't want us to see them lifting Larry out of the truck and onto the helicopter or to hear anything about Luke.
The three of us who climbed out of the truck came away with cuts/bruises/minor sprains. Larry had to undergo two brain surgeries and is in a medically induced coma, breathing through a respirator. Luke was pronounced dead at the scene.
Zach came to the hospital and saw that I wasn't physically hurt so he says "Why'd you lie to me and say you were coming home?".
*skip the whole long fight that insued*
Basically he tells me that i'm a piece of shit liar and that I'm so stupid for getting in that truck.
All these things, I was thinking about myself. I didn't need him to say it. I needed him to tell me that he was glad i was alive. I needed him to hold me and understand that I was freaked out about having held a dead body. But that was too much to need, and I needed to pay for what i did to HIM.
so I packed my stuff and left. I hadn't talked with him since saturday but he just called as i was typing this to you. I'm staying at amanda's house for the week. Her parents are GREAT. They're being reallly nice to me but i want to get out on my own ASAP! you know? I need to stop depending on others and start supporting myself!
Amanda, Tony and I are so blessed. I'm so grateful to God for sparing my life. I'm also really angry at myself for taking advantage of all that i'm blessed with. I wish I didn't have to go through this to see the changes I need to make in my life. But I did and now I see. And i'm optimistic.
LA VITA E BELLA! :)
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