It's Official; My Life Sucks

In the last year, my business has run into the ground, my parents disowned me because I no longer tolerate their abuse, got burglarized, getting separated from my wife and told to leave the house thus leave my kids, the only people who care about me. I now sleep on a couch and have nowhere to live, no possessions and face the prospect of supporting my soon to be ex-wife who I've learned is not a nice person. Everyday I cry thinking about my loneliness and isolation. I often think about suicide and have collected several guns. To top it off, I've gained a lot of weight.

I am 45 and I feel that I missed out on life, missed the great experiences (like a nice childhood) that so many take for granted. Theses opportunities are lost, gone forever. Instead, my life is tale of depression, isolation, abandonment and terror. A therapist says that things will get better, but if the past is a guide, it won't. I have no one to turn to and nowhere to go.
Ak67 Ak67
41-45, M
Jan 12, 2013