So, lets see.... for starters my husband of almost 2 years (4 years together) left me for drugs, alcohol and the rock n' roll life style. Then right after that my father calls me and tells me he had a stroke... this was about 2 weeks ago and no one seems to know where he is... he has just disappeared. I got an eating disorder from the depression... I already had anxiety attacks and I feel a big one coming some time soon once the "acceptance" in my brain wears out. My damn bank hasn't sent me my debit card yet and I need to go to Catalina this weekend.... but can't without my money.... And to top it all off this Catalina trip which I am going to with friends; I just found out that my future ex-husband might be there. Yippee Skippy for me! I loath this world.