worst birthday ever

I need to file a DNR form with the local hospital, ASAP

Today I turned 43.

I received a birthday card from my folks, but they didn't include any money. Even when I was making $75K to $100K per year, they'd send me $50 in lieu of a gift; this year I am earning basically nothing, living in a group home, and they didn't send me shit.

The day went downhill from there.

I had to use my last bus pass to get downtown for an evaluation prior to entering a long-term residential rehab program. They turned me down because they are not licensed to handle dual-diagnosis individuals such as me. They also didn't have any bus passes to hand out.

Now I have to walk the four miles home, and it looks like it will rain on me for most of the trip. My shoes hurt my feet and I will be lucky if I can cover the distance in time to get supper.

This evening I am supposed to get paid for work I did on Tuesday and Wednesday, but the guy my boss is working for is being a prick. If my boss doesn't get paid, neither will I.

I'm almost out of smokes and have about 50 cents to my name.

My ID expires today and I can't afford to renew it.

My daughter enters the Marine Corps within two weeks and I won't be able to see her before then. I haven't seen her for nearly two years, and once she gets shipped to Iraq I may never see her again.

Life sucks. I want out.