I thought for a fleeting moment, life was - just for once - going to get better. I could actually smell "hope" in the air and for once and the first time, things were set to improve. Of course, this is me I'm talking about and yet again, life has sought fit to crap in my face once again and everything I have hoped for has just evaporated, and there was nothing I could do to stop it. So I have been sitting here licking my emotional wounds and waiting to see what else life is about to fart in my face with - and it seems I didn't have to wait long. Now I have a really bad situation brewing at home which could really push me that little bit too far - which is exactly what I don't need right now. I feel like there is a massive weight bearing down on me which is always getting heavier - and there is nothing I can do to stop it.