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Just today I narrowly avoided a big accident. I'm driving down a straight road in the left lane. A car pulls out right in front of me. I hoped that they were going to remain in the right lane, but no. The asshat actually moved into my lane. The timing was so egregiously awful that you could only assume that they were deliberately trying to ram into me. I had to slam on my brakes while swerving around him, barely missing the median. I just couldn't believe what had just happened.

And the only thing that spared me from that collision was the fact that was already anticipating it. Every time I come up upon people trying to pull out, I keep my foot over the break, getting ready for them to throw themselves in front of me. I always have to drive assuming everyone else on the road is a complete and utter moron, and it's just exhausting. And then later that same trip, there's another driver who's just driving in the right lane with their left blinker on, and then just staying there. And I knew I couldn't try to pass them, because the moment I'm up alongside side of them, that's when they would finally decide to change lanes.

I just don't even want to leave the house anymore. There are so many places I want to go, but the thought of being on the road just kills my desire. I really hate people sometimes.