Hey Sup Forums i've been having a really shitty year physically, coughing and throwing up mostly. I finally decided to go tell a doctor (I was hesitant because I'm really poor and can barely afford to keep myself fed, I've been living on minimum wage most of my life)
I have lung cancer Sup Forums. I've never smoked a cigarette in my life so this was a surprise to me, then I remembered all the second-hand smoke I inhaled from my mom, brothers and sister growing up, up until I moved when I was 16 out, like 5 years ago.
I was kicked out because my brothers and sister kept blaming me for things I didn't do, this was how it was for as long as I could remember and I was always too young for my mom to believe me or my side of the story, so as I got older I just accepted that I was gonna be the scapegoat of the family. Then one day, on of my brothers (or possibly my sister) stole my mother's cigarettes and $40 from her purse and guess who got blamed? Me. This was the last straw of the mountain of bad things I've 'done' and I was kicked out.
I have no family or friends, the closest people I have IRL are my peers at work, but I haven't ever talked to them outside the work place.
Sup Forums is my only family. Even though you're all autistic faggots, this was the one place I felt at home.
The doctor gave me less than 5 weeks to live and I think I'm just gonna end it tonight. I'll just jump from a really high place or something, I can't even afford a gun.
Life has been shit to me, and the only piece of advice I ever got was that "Things are going to get better" but that never happened. I put my past behind me, and I started working and providing for myself. Granted I live in a shit hole, but I was doing the best I could.
Now it seems that the little hope I did have, and the huge amount of effort I put in was worth nothing.
Well. That's my story. I don't have any advice for people in my situation. For what it's worth though, good luck.
see ya around space cowboy
