When it rains, it pours
I truly hate that expression. It’s right up there with “everything happens for a reason” and “what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.” None of these are helpful things to say to a person going through a rough time. A lot of bad things have happened this semester, most of them within a three-week span. Things have gotten progressively worse to the point that I am convinced I’ve given myself an ulcer. (Logically, I know ulcers are not stress related, but something is eating at my stomach and making me nauseous 24/7). It’s not just me. Bad things seem to be happening to a lot of my friends too. Is it because we’re graduating soon and going into a world with zero job prospects? Did we do something horribly wrong in a past life that the universe is punishing us for? If so, I’m really sorry, please make it stop.
