I'm not ok

Today was supposed to be the GREATEST day in weeks!! and it was the worst day I have had in YEARS!!!

It was supposed to start with the best convention and answered questions....I didn't get to go. It was supposed to be sunny and wonderful...I literally froze my feet purple. It was supposed to be a nice drive. No. The car was broken into. My wallet was gone. My make up was gone. Be brave for everyone else. Keep a level head. Go home, get ready, go to the last event of the night: the big black tie ward event everyone has been talking about for months. No. Nothing worked.

I started to cry behind closed doors. And I cried. And cried. I'm still crying. As in right now, as I type.

Now I have no money. No license. No makeup. No fun.

Instead I have:
anger
resentment
open insecurity
no boy
no one at home with the time to hold me
no money for food
...no food...
no fun tonight
AND
bitter ugly feelings that I don't like.

I'm not ok. I'm not brave.
I am mad.