I Hate Everything

Life is a series of disappointments, dotted by occasional lowness, followed up with a tender apostrophe of false hope. Sometimes there is rapture. This is usually accompanied by cake. This is a book about Fibromyalgia, PCOS, abuse, bad weather, and wayward mailmen. It is also about doctors, role-playing games, conventions, public coughing, and glorious metal music. A continuation about my war with the world, highlighting my trials with chronic pain, adamant clergymen, and neighbourhood nuisances.