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So I may have had a small mental breakdown of the 'What the fuck am I doing?' after seeing the lady at the DMV cut up my Virginia Driver's License and which involved crying and calling my mom from the car.

I feel like I have no idea what I'm doing most of the time. I'm in a strange place where I know very few people and am being forced to wait on something that I have no control over.

Virginia was safe. How long until Florida feels the same way? Will it ever?

I think this breakdown was long over due honestly. I think I'm just going to go curl up into a ball now.