I'm at my lowest point. I don't know where to turn next. Everyone who says they care about me has proven they don't. The state doesn't care, my family doesn't care...no one.
It's not just physical pain anymore. It's in my soul now, too. I'm a burden to everyone who has the misfortune to know me. I can't contribute, and I can't afford to get help, either. Money truly is the root of all evil. Without it, you are no one.
I am no one. It's official.
I may as well go live out on the street. I'll last maybe one second. Not even then will anyone care. They'll just say good riddence to bad garbage.
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