It started off like any other year, except more of a good one. I had a New Year's kiss with a guy who meant quite a lot to me at the time, my friends loved me dearly, and nothing was going wrong. Hours passed and I had to worry for the simple fact that things do not go nearly as planned. This year was the year that I realized life is a cruel thing in which you cannot stay naïve forever.

At the end of December, I had to face the fact that my father held my mother's feet as she was laying in a hospital bed and beg her to get better because he could not go on another day without her. My mother, the person who birthed me and loved me through all my odd phases, was laying in a hospital bed on the brink of dying while my father stayed there and said sweet things with tears in his eyes. I tried to run from the fact by sitting and working my life away and going on dates, but none of it mattered because my heart was torn. Overtime, by the grace of God, my mother finally got better even though it was after New Years and I was moving back to school the next day.

Following this, my grandparents from Indiana came to help with my mom's recovery process as my dad was working the long twelve hour shifts that an emergency room demands from any being, patient or health care professional. It was the weekend that I somehow was convinced to go camping with my friends in the middle of winter while it rained all weekend, so pretty much the epitome of death. We finally leave the cold woods and get service when I receive calls and texts that said how my home was struck by lightening and sadly caught on fire. My home, which I was over three hundred miles from, caught on fire while I was camping and all I could do was laugh! How much more could one person handle in the matter of weeks?

Over the next few months, I had to find myself as I was pinned against two friends in a situation that I would never wish upon anyone. I was in the predicament where I would have to be friends with one because she had no one thanks to the situation, then another who had support because they understood her anger. I wanted to be the one who could be there for anyone, and I was but not without the problems that arise. Over the matter of weeks, I was seen as the bad guy for withholding information that was never my place to tell and just knew about at a later time. The problem is, who would go against their best friend to tell another what the other one is doing? I personally would not because people do not even comprehend the love I feel for any little friend because I consider them family, and then some things that are too long to explain.

After this fun fiasco, somehow I end up getting a ticket the same month I totaled my dang car. Like how in the world does this happen?! Please keep in mind that I personally hate driving so I really despise anyone that makes me want to come see them because I automatically know that I will hate the drive that takes even five minutes to go somewhere.

So, dear 2016, please know that I only mentioned six months of your awful events that have shaped a very young lady, but please know that I despise you with every fiber in my being. You are an awful three hundred and sixty five days and we have not even finished you yet. You made me lose friends, my confidence, my sanity, and I think some hair. Please do not come back because me and the rest are ready for you to go.

P.S. I did not even mention the flood because I have no patience to deal with that today.