Threshhold of revelation

I am debating on a sanity hiatus because between everything else and the fucking state department's ineptitude in delivering my fucking birth certificate, I am ready to strangle myself. I can't believe it. They sent me back two items on the same day: my request for the certificate (which was missing the payment) and my payment along with a note explaining the mixup in great detail. The first said I lacked payment. The second said I lacked a request. It's because their fucking useless office can't ever answer the damn phone. Now when I get home I have start the entire process over again. I'm never going to get to see Gabi. I'm never going to have people be honest with me. I can't believe this. I hate everything. I don't even know what I want anymore.