So, my partner/boyfriend dumped me back in January. We were together for two years and he really blindsided me. He was very much into the scene and an extroverted person while I’m more withdrawn/introverted. Dumped me over a text, not even a “let’s have a talk” type courtesy. This in turn caused me to lose focus and make mistakes at work. I’m already black and gay, so the cacs and Mexicans at my job were already gunning for me. I was highest paid in my department. Made the mistake of wrecking the district van by cracking the taillight, backing into a pole. I stupidly didn’t report it, because I didn’t think I did damage until I made it back to central office. It was a hit and run and they let me go two days later. Just when I think shyt could get any worse, my landlord calls me saying she’s going to an attorney to start the process of eviction. Apparently, my last deposit into her account on the 1st of that month didn’t reach her account. Come to find out the bank lost the funds or put the money into a wrong account(?) and I didn’t retain the receipt when I went into the branch to make the deposit. I don’t bank with her bank, I just deposit my rent every month into her account. So now I’m down on a month of rent that should’ve been paid but she’s letting me make arrangements after I explained how precarious my situation is. My life is just spiraling and I’m hanging on by a thread. I know coli brehs are gonna neg me and call me a fakkit. So I guess that means I already lost. I just don’t see the point in continuing on living because I’m pretty much bad luck personified.