It's amazing how the bad events tend to cascade into a downward spiral. I lost my wallet the day my wife was moving out of the house. I had to go back to the house to look for it while the movers and the in-laws were there. I never found my wallet. After that it seemed like there was one calamity after another. It got so bad that it was hilarious; unfortunately it was my life and not something I was watching on tv.
What I did discover that day was that I was resilient and I was able to somehow survive and I was actually able to turn some of the bad stuff into opportunities. That sounds like self-help psychobabble bullsh*t but sometimes your attitude makes all the difference.
I hope you're doing better and I hope you can look back at all of the bad events and at least get a chuckle from it. On the bright side, if it weren't for bad luck you wouldn't have any luck at all.
