In the Sims game that is our life

the player has just released Godzilla.

So, um, my mother found a lump, and it's looking like it's probably cancer and I am so sick of this fucking shit.

Why the hell can't we ever have sudden good news like the Publisher's Clearing House just decided to award us all the prizes? Or "whoops, our climate models were overly pessimistic"? Or a certain evil presidential candidate has just choked to death on his own vitriol? Or the entire past year has been a really bad dream but now I'm waking up and somebody is giving me breakfast in bed?

Fucking a. I want a do-over. This isn't right, it isn't fair, and I don't like it.