Having a day with good and bad stuff happening should probably be normal. Call it being part and parcel of life, but it doesn't really make me feel any better about the bad stuff. As it is, the language barrier frustrates me, I don't need extra catalysts to make me feel worse about it. It's not about the anger, it's more of the hurt and the disappointment. To think that I'd just told myself that I cannot give up just because it's more difficult, even though there are easier options out there which I don't have to put in so much effort for. I could apologise for not being of your nationality or not speaking your language, but I won't. This is who I am. You'll just have to work around that.