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All the damn time. I always tell my boyfriend I feel this way. Not only because I’m stuck with this disease, but because even small things go wrong. All the time. Yesterday, I lost my keys. Locked my keys in the car 2x in one week. Just finished typing out paper and accidentally step on on/off switch on power strip. Break heel on my favorite shoes. Go to supermarket and get overcharged. PIck up the one shirt left in a certain style in a store and it has no tag on it. Go to store to pick up a needle and thread and get arrested for shoplifting. (Actually won a law suit on that one, so maybe it wasn’t so bad, but they accused me of stealing right in the front of the store in front of a whole bunch of people! And I hadn’t even taken anything. Reviewed the tape where I was supposedly putting perfume in my pocket and then said "oops. sorry, we didn’t see that part" – when I put it back on the shelf! I didn’t even have pockets on those shorts.) Went to another store 2 weeks later, security accused me of stealing a wallet. Fucking racist assholes. Crackhead steals first letter off my lisence (spelling?) plate to get registraion sticker for some shady insurance dealer who sells it to someone driving without registration.  I have to pay to get a new plate. Don’ have that money yet, so I get pulled over by cops for not having a whole plate. Someone steals my credit card number at a hostel (Banana Bungalow employee – New York City – don’t go there!!!) and charges stuff above the limit and I gotta work this crap out with the bank people. Apartment co tears down half the wall in the hallway in front of my apartment by accident, never fixes it and now no one wants to sublet from me because it looks like a run-down slum building. Can’t control heat flow in my apartment. Landlord still has heat blaring and it’s been over 70 degrees lately. Temp in my apartment has reached over 90 degrees. Open my windows they tell me. Would be okay if they’d provide some screens, but since I live right above where they dump the trah all the flies fly right in the window. get stains in brand new shirt. cat scratches me in cornea on new year’s eve. sit in ER with all the drunks for hours. finally find drug that works for me and it make me gain back all of the weight it took me years to lose in 3 months. thanks for letting me rant. I truly believe I am cursed. It’s because of all the little things. Don’t I have enough with being bipolar and an incest survivor? robbin — For more information about this service, send e-mail to:

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well if i could give you two my luck i would and sweetallie you are way to happy(probably a dreaded morning person) i hope life improves for you and look on the bright side at least you did hit a car with a u-hall truck like i did yesterday         p.s.   get an extra key ,its only money ,shoe can be replaced as for the rest good luck         p.p.s   it can’t get worse can it?

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In reading your article below I really don’t feel it it is as much as "being cursed" then as Living in a place like New York City…. Some people thrive on that kind of rat-race and others don’t fare so well. WHy don’t you get on out to the country and breathe a little, things are slower out there and more relaxed? All of what you described sound pretty much par for the course in a place like New York.  I used to live in Detroit and it was the same deal there more or less for me.   It keeps things interesting.. You control your destiny though, if you don’t like it then MOVE….   Why stay somewhere where crap like that keeps happening? I – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text ->All the damn time. I always tell my boyfriend I feel this way. Not only >because I’m stuck with this disease, but because even small things go >wrong. All the time. Yesterday, I lost my keys. Locked my keys in the car >2x in one week. Just finished typing out paper and accidentally step on >on/off switch on power strip. Break heel on my favorite shoes. Go to >supermarket and get overcharged. PIck up the one shirt left in a certain >style in a store and it has no tag on it. Go to store to pick up a needle >and thread and get arrested for shoplifting. (Actually won a law suit on >that one, so maybe it wasn’t so bad, but they accused me of stealing >right in the front of the store in front of a whole bunch of people! And >I hadn’t even taken anything. Reviewed the tape where I was supposedly >putting perfume in my pocket and then said "oops. sorry, we didn’t see >that part" – when I put it back on the shelf! I didn’t even have pockets >on those shorts.) Went to another store 2 weeks later, security accused >me of stealing a wallet. Fucking racist assholes. Crackhead steals first >letter off my lisence (spelling?) plate to get registraion sticker for >some shady insurance dealer who sells it to someone driving without >registration.  I have to pay to get a new plate. Don’ have that money >yet, so I get pulled over by cops for not having a whole plate. >Someone steals my credit card number at a hostel (Banana Bungalow >employee – New York City – don’t go there!!!) and charges stuff above the >limit and I gotta work this crap out with the bank people. Apartment co >tears down half the wall in the hallway in front of my apartment by >accident, never fixes it and now no one wants to sublet from me because >it looks like a run-down slum building. Can’t control heat flow in my >apartment. Landlord still has heat blaring and it’s been over 70 degrees >lately. Temp in my apartment has reached over 90 degrees. Open my windows >they tell me. Would be okay if they’d provide some screens, but since I >live right above where they dump the trah all the flies fly right in the >window. get stains in brand new shirt. cat scratches me in cornea on new >year’s eve. sit in ER with all the drunks for hours. finally find drug >that works for me and it make me gain back all of the weight it took me >years to lose in 3 months. >thanks for letting me rant. I truly believe I am cursed. It’s because of >all the little things. Don’t I have enough with being bipolar and an incest >survivor? robbin

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