Money Money Money: There goes my summer

This week has been such a serious ship wreck. I had just started with the regular Uber compared to the delivery uber after getting my air conditioner fixed twice AND MY AIR CONDITIONER BREAKS AGAIN with me to discover that it is the most expensive part of all. Maybe the mechanics feel it better to tell me each time, part by part, the total cost and don't have it in them to tell me my whole air conditioning system is busted and that it will be over 1,000.00 to get it all fixed in one analysis??? It's still a shipwreck either way but I'm still getting hit with load after load with chunks of money. I also had to get all four of my tires recently replaced in this week too. I am behind on bills and not anywhere near affording the air. So what else does this mean? I have to resort back to uber deliveries in the 80 and 90 degree weather with no air. Yeah right I'll be taking customers around in a car with no air. While I still make decent money with it, I liked the available time I had so much more with regular uber. Most often, I would have a high enough frequency of calls where I could make it a shorter 9 to 5 like time of it. I have to wait until the early part of lunch time to start with uber eats and don't get home until later in the day. I'll be lucky to afford a new air conditioner by the end of June and will be sweaty and miserable. Toughing it out with everything else going on is getting tougher by the minute. I have to keep overtiming my work hours with no real overtime and most likely won't have any decent vacation at all. I am being punched so hard in the wallet. Not only am I being punched hard in the wallet, I'm still in the world of bad relationships that never ceases to end. It is like someone intentionally picks and/or seduces the same wrong types of people to throw themselves on me and me live in the worst terror because of the way some of the same terror repeats itself. I hate someone's gang-banging terrorisms with my life in such a serious way. It is like Sidney is another gang banging tool, but Sidney mostly seems to represent just himself, but I could ridicule him as a tool. Sidney was mostly a stranger to me had I not known oh him through fame before I met him in Bollywood but I just don't understand why he would want me to continue to feel raped the way I do? It comes from some gangster fellowship. While I have such a harsh skepticism from what I saw was what I got, I know I believe he had some attraction to me but I have done ratted him too much. I've felt betrayed by him for the longest time and he probably does feel betrayed by me by now. This is a gossip blog that will most likely damn the relationship that much more where I briefly repeat everything I've already gone over with him. He has my betrayal much harder. The bollywoods just never break out of their Stockholm and Bollywood. It will always be the same type of cruel and mean relationship. I know I still fear him. I'm not entirely flamboyant and still hold back on some other thoughts I could say or even be more detailed with. I'm so upset and I know this is another bad relationship to pass through but how many more times am I going to get ganged up on in the same similar ways? Where is such a sick madness coming from? Why does it never stop?