Sitting in a doctor’s office freaking out when the radio plays the song I listened to on repeat while drinking and crying during the worst breakup I’ve ever had.
Instantly the pain comes rushing back bc music does that and my heart is breaking all over again.
So it finally ends and I let out a sigh of relief when the next song comes on…
Only to go back to nearly crying again because it’s the favorite song of someone I loved who died.
Easily two of the most horrible moments of my life shoved in my face back to back.
Next time could you please just drop a piano on my head? Thanks, you bitch.