One minute, everything is going along swimmingly, and the next it's over. That pretty much sums up the year for me.
I walk into the room, thinking everything is normal, and then the floor disappears and once again, I am in free-fall mode.
I should know better than to invest in anything by now, but for some pathological reason, I keep on doing it. I need to stop setting myself up for disappointment. I need to stop expecting that things will work out. Clearly, they don't and the only thing I'm ever left with is a gigantic pile of defeat and heartbreak.