So, I thought I was actually going to get shit done today...

NOPE.

This morning, while my mom was still asleep and my dad was outside...I was sitting on the couch minding my own damn business when my dad's phone started ringing.

I didn't want it to wake my mom, and honestly, it was quite annoying, so I started to get up to turn it off.

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My foot had fallen asleep and I got tangled in my blanket, so I was trying to stand up properly when...

POP

My foot TWISTED UNDER ITSELF.

I have a sprained ankle.

GOD FUCKING DAMMIT

I hate not being able to do anything ugh...

I'm currently home alone. My parents are going to Walmart. 

My mom needed my dad to go so he could help her, which is usually MY JOB. 

But, seeing as my foot is the size of Russia, and hurts so much to the point where I cannot stand on my left foot....I'M NOT GOING ANYWHERE.....

My mom had to give me her old crutches so I can move around the house.

But, while my patents are gone, my mom said to not get up s much as possible and just let my foot sit.

I hate this...

I fucking hate this.

I can't do anything without help....

I'm the one who needs to do the helping....

Not my dad.

Not my mom.

ME.

Ugh...