At the end of 2009, I had gotten sick but it wasn't too bad yet. I was at the height of my appeal to others but this was careened to a halt since I couldn't really perform to expectations anymore. Home life was predictably terrible, but not in any sort of crisis. I mostly expected the 2010s to be mediocre if I didn't end it, even if I got better physically (which at the time, I expected to happen). 2010 saw me collapse and spend days in the hospital, lose my job, my niece born, my dad promise to kick me out the day I turn 16, my dad die a week before I turn 16, my mother blame me for my dad dying, me dropping out of high school, me losing my hair in clumps and needing to go full bald for almost an entire year, me losing all of my friends, me getting and losing another job, my health getting significantly worse, me dropping out of online schooling... so on and so forth. A pretty drastic and hilarious shift between decades. Life saw my expectations and oh, honeyed me.