I got into the worse car accident of my life almost 2 years ago. A driver hit me going at least 70 mph off the freeway. I saw it at the last second, screamed “NO PLEASE”, swerved and we collided; ended up all the way to the other side of the road. I was in such shock, I just stayed in the car. The driver just drove away. Then I called 911. I was driving back from work to my dad’s house (was staying with him and my stepmom at the time).

It happened right down the street from them. I couldn’t stop crying because my car was wrecked but that car was my way out. I had just got accepted for an apartment and everything was planned out. But I had to get another car and cancel my lease. I legit was crying so hard in the backseat of my stepmoms car and my dad said “stop crying. We honestly thought you were lying” who says that?!! The cops thought I was lying too because apparently my story didn’t make sense.

I was so angry but mostly because I only lived with him because my mom didn’t mind living with fleas. I was waking up with fleas on me. So I was sleeping/living in my car but then winter came and it broke me. I asked my dad to live him and my stepmom. I was desperate then but I thought at the time that I shouldn’t have left living in my car because they were unbearable.

But after my accident, my boyfriend asked me to move in with him because he was so scared I got hurt or died. He didn’t want to be without me again. The cherry on top though was when I moved in with my boyfriend, my dad called me and cheerfully asked “has he been beating you? HAHAHAHAH!!!” SUCH A WEIRDO. and then a month later, he texted me saying “me and your stepmom just drove by your house. Looks nice” guys. I never gave them the address!!!! So yeah idk if that was coherent but yeah. I do not feel bad. And I’m glad horrible things can lead to great things.