Hello dear friends, neighbors, or anyone kind enough to take an interest in my plight,

TL;DR: Already having serious health problems and drowning, I got plowed into at an intersection by an Audi R8 going fast enough to flip my car upside down.

https://www.foxla.com/news/woodland-hills-two-vehicle-crash-fallbrook-oxnard

If you fancy a good ramble on the subject:

On Friday, March 6th, just after 9:00 p.m., I started to make a left turn onto Oxnard Street from Fallbrook Avenue at what I thought was a clear and safe intersection. I was on the way back from Fallbrook Plaza after picking up a couple of things, including products to help with what I hoped would be my trial and tribulation for the year — losing my hair again to my autoimmune condition. Apparently, that was just the appetizer.

Moments later, I heard a powerful engine getting louder, coming towards me — faster rather than slower the closer it got. Then everything went black.

I regained consciousness while still upside down in my car, which had flipped from the impact of an Audi R8 T-boning me.

My whole body is one giant bruise. Everything hurts. My pelvis is fractured in three places, I am very concussed, and I still have a head full of staples from the large gash that was cut into my head. I know I am lucky compared to many people who have been in similar situations, but I'm still not exactly feeling like a winner after this.

I was already struggling. Now I'm drowning.

I don't know how I am going to get by, and this is going to be a huge expense to me. I'm genuinely terrified. I'm using a walker to get around for the time being but I can't do a whole lot for myself like I'm used to. I can't bend down to pick things up, can't carry things, can barely think straight most of the time. I just wait and worry. It has been so overwhelming and difficult to manage everything in the state that I am in; however, I am trying.

If there is anything I am truly terrible at, it is asking for help — let alone help with finances. This situation is humbling an already very humble person, and your support during this time would mean the absolute world to me.

Gaining a bit more context to the situation in the past week has been a perpetual gut punch. I will refrain from including further details about it, but some of you may be aware of what I am feeling so beat up by a second time around.

Even in my post-collision concussed stupor, I was pretty certain that whatever had just happened was not on me. I consider myself to be a responsible driver. I wasn't doing anything stupid or distracted.

Yet one of the first thoughts I remember surfacing out of the sea of confusion I was in was that I have to forgive this person. They must realize they made a huge mistake and feel terrible. I have to forgive them for a big screw-up, just like I would hope someone would have it in them to forgive me if I made one.

Since more information has come to light, I am having a bit more difficulty reconciling with the idea of forgiveness.

I have since seen the other driver's car and the decals on it and learned that the intersection where this happened has had many complaints about street racing in the past. It’s a strange and painful thing to process after something like this happens to you.

I'm not just hurt for me. I'm hurt for anyone who this could have been.

I am sure I will revise this when I have more information and I am not 50 shades of frazzled from having my head bashed in.

I keep making jokes like “I look like a Halloween decoration that an HOA would fine you for being too scary,” or that it's a perfect opportunity to go apply for a job at Staples… you know… because there are a bunch in my forehead.

Out of habit, I go straight for humor to make others and myself feel more comfortable in uncomfortable situations. I never want to feel like I am burdening anyone or putting them out.

However, the truth is — I am hurting and feel broken in more ways than just my body by what has happened.

I apologize if this is too wordy, TMI, or emotional, but I have quite a bit to say about it for anyone who cares to listen.

Thank you if you took the time to.

Life hurts right now in so many different directions and I have never needed support in such a dire and urgent way.

Thank you for your kindness and support during this incredibly difficult time. A very special thank you to both the first responders from the fire department as well as the amazing staff at the Northridge Hospital Emergency Unit and Trauma Unit.

Lots of love, and please wear your seatbelt.