Most of Caroline's things are put away. The last thing is to take the crib apart. I honestly can't do it. I literally feel disgusted. How come I get such shit in my life 24/7. Nothing is going right. My family is in the hospital left and right. People are dying that I know. I am so over everyone telling me that "God choses strong people." "God wants the beautiful ones." Guess what? That's all such bs. Ugh. I'm over it all. I'm sick of being told I'm young, there's still so much time. That she's better off now. I can't take it anymore.