When It Rains, It Pours.

A couple of weeks ago I got into a fight. This wouldn't usually be a problem, but there were 8 of them and they were as stupid as they were many, hitting me while I was down. The aftermath left me with a broken arm, a swollen jaw and some gnarly cuts and bruises. I didn't pass my first year in college, fact that my parents don't know about. Problem is I don't have health insurance to get treated (I would if I still were in college) and the s**t is about to hit the fan. Through it all, my friends are nowhere to be seen. ****, I love those guys, and they left me alone when I needed them most. I don't even have anyone to tell this to, writing to strangers on the internet like all those people I loathe; talking about "feelings" like all those people I loathe.
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1 Response Dec 10, 2012

I'm so sorry this happened to you and maybe you should tell your parents,so they can help you with medical bills,IF they're willing to do that.
God knows not all parents are there for their children,but if you have a decent relationship maybe they will help. And in the end,remember,we all live and die alone...friends are just companions for a part of the road. Maybe they got too scared to help you,but they shouldn't have left you alone.
And like the people you loathe,you too may need help to get past this. I hope it workes out for you.