I just sliced my fucking finger open while cutting onions. And in the rush to get it under water and wrap it up, I tripped and sent my spice rack sailing across the kitchen where all my goddammed spice bottles broke and are all over the floor among the broken glass, which I also stepped on, lodging a small shard into my foot. The world just told me to go fuck myself in the clearest terms possible. I got my finger wrapped but it won't stop bleeding. After I clear up the kitchen and finish making what was making, I'm gonna have to head to the ER for stitches. I feel so defeated.