No one understands what it's like to be broke, alone, taken for granted and underappreciated. Even God is conspiring against me. He, like the rest of the world, is not happy unless I am kept down, held in misery and laughed at by everyone. I am so damn angry and truly wish God would do me the kindness of ending my life. He sure as hell never blesses me, but leaves me with burden after burden after burden, while everyone around me has it perfect all the time. They have great jobs, lots of money, people that care about them and they have luck and get breaks once in a while. I truly hate this life, everyone in it and everything about it.