the weirdest things set me over the edge. yesterday i had to pump air into one of my tires - generally an easy task. but i had never done it. someone explained how to do it. it didn't seem hard. when i got to the gas station, i tried. but didn't think i was doing it right. then this stranger - a nice gentleman just getting gas helped me. which was wonderful. but then...after i left the gas station i almost starting crying - b/c i realized there was no guy to help me do this. maybe this was a lesson for the books. being independent (aka single) is sometimes really hard. i didn't want to pump air into my tires. maybe it would have been ok if my bf or a crush or someone interesting could teach me how - but to feel hopeless at a gas station is not fun.