My life sucks! (NY)
Lets see: My parents were well-off by the age of 35. They owned 4 homes and retired early.
Me: 41, have roommates to afford this city. dead-end job I recently lost, no 401K left. No girlfriend, never even close to being married, out of shape, miserable, on Cymbalta for depression. No group of friends and nothing great in my life.
Sarcastic, opinionated and bitter.
Knees hurt walking 2 blocks, angry, broke and mean to just about everyone I meet as a result.
The closet thing I ever get to feeling good about myself is day-dreaming that I’m special, talented or handsome. I’m a total certified LOSER.