So I’ll tell y’all a funny story even though it ended with me getting my face bashed in with a gate.

I could not open my moms gate today. I posted earlier because I was concerned I had a broken nose. I don’t think it’s broken, just sore. Ice helped the swelling and it has stopped bleeding after starting and stopping again, but so far so good.

My mom did something to “fix” her gate because her pony kept escaping. Yes my mom has a pony and his name is arthur. Moving along now, I call her because I can’t get in and she’s like “all you have to do is lift the gate. Lift up and push. I’m across the property and not walking down there” so I’m at the gate for like 10 minutes trying to get this shit open and I start RAGING at this gate. Well I did what she said, I lifted and pushed and this bitch came back at me and bashed me in the face so hard it knocked me senseless so I get in my car in so much pain.. holy crap that PAIN. I thought about looking at my face to see what I had just done to myself but I was like “no I have to get through this first wave of pain” and I knew it was coming and grabbed a shirt from my backseat just as my nose started pouring blood. At this point my mom has walked to the front of her property with her pony and sees me... the gate is open now.. of course the damn gate iS open. THE PRICE TO OPEN THAT DAMN GATE IS YOUR FACE. Not only was it open but it was broken.

so I’m like.. hysterical at this point. I’m not crying or groaning.. I’m laughing. Because I’m in pain and pissed off. So I drive into my moms driveway... a bloody shirt to my face and I just get out laughing hysterically and shooting glances at her and then walk in, grab an ice pack and just ice my face.. she asked me what happened and I just kept laughing. I can’t even scratch my nose it still hurts so bad.

I told her “mom. Your gate is broken” and she said “why?” And i told her and she started laughing. She’s not mad, I did exactly what she told me to do. It can still be sat up and locked so arther can’t escape but it’s definitely gonna have to be fixed.

If you’re having a bad day just say to yourself “at least I didn’t hit myself with a gate” and you’re good

And if you’re wondering why my response was to laugh.. I have a strange response to pain. And it’s hysterical laughter.