Happy birthday to me…

27 today. I wanted to be married by 27. My wedding got called off 10 days before the wedding in October, I was with him for 7 years. I got attacked by a dog a month later because I moved to a new place and have had limited use of my hands, and I lost my job this week because “I have too much stuff going on and can’t perform to their expectations”

This is not what I thought 27 would be. I feel utterly heartbroken and am consumed with despair. I could really, really use a miracle