I just want to say, if I could crawl up under a rock and vanish, I would do so.

The first accident occured on the way to our other store for orientation. I was driving 15 mph, good distance between me and the other cars. There was a red truck in front of me that slammed on the brakes because they missed their turn. I stopped and fishtailed a bit, the car behind me fishtailed and hit me. Put a nasty dent in her passenger side rear door, shattered the driver side rear headlight on mine. When I posted that journal, I'd already filled out all the information from the police and was waiting for them to give me the go ahead to go.

After that, I went to the store I was heading to in the first place, sat down and gathered myself while drinking some hot chocolate and then decided to head home.

Heading home, I was going even slower, good distance between me and all the cars. There was a gold car in front of me that went to turn into their apartment complex and slid past the turn. I braked gently and almost slide off the road. A little further down the road, they decided to use a gas station to turn around and I stopped. Slid a bit, fishtailed a little, but I was fine... until the car behind me hit me.

I'm just glad to be home but I am so frustrated and so shaken right now that it's all just kind of crazy and blurry for me. Lucca, hun, I'm so sorry I screamed at you after the second accident. I was trying so hard to hold everything together and it all just kind of broke when you called and asked me how I was doing. It was just nice to have someone who I could be honest with and everything just kind of broke. I'm sorry, I love you so much.

*curls up in his bed* I'll be around later tonight for anyone who wants to talk...