That’s right. I suck.
I moved home to pay off debt and move on with life.
Since then I’m about in the same place with my creditors, I’ve acquired $5,000 more in debt with a doctor/hospital because I got sick and hadn’t signed up with insurance, bought a truck for another $15,000 in debt, am working two jobs for barely $24,000 a year, work my butt off still, sometimes seven days a week, am not really happy with either job and there’s at least six months to a year before I could foresee any real positive change in either job, and my room’s not even clean.
I suck. And I’m mad. And I don’t see anything in the immediate future to fix it.
Aaaaand I think my ranting is over for now.
Bleh
You don’t suck. Thank the Lord that you came home
What appeared to be suckiness turned out to be a wonderous event that has changed my life! 
Hooary for that! You are the antithesis of suckiness.
My Dearest William,
i really think you need a new posting that describes how much this posting is now completely and utterly contradicted if there was very an ultimate contradiction!!!
Plus I’d love to see how much you can write now about how life and yourself no longer suck but in fact thrive joyously with giddiness and delight! oh the dear fancy it would be to read such a posting, but, alas i must continue to wait patiently for that moment to come to pass….
lady in waiting-
jessica
we love you, william.