I am going to try and be as blunt as possible. I am a 25 year old gay man who came out to his family and was thrown out like a used tissue paper. I haven't talked to any of them in 4 years and they haven't tried to contact me since either. I was recently diagnosed with Parkinsons disease. If you don't know what that is, look it up. In my eyes my life is already over. I haven't had a friend ever since I came out. I barely leave my shithole apartment or even get out of bed most of the time. I stared at a bottle of Perkicet all day today. I want to take it so badly. Why shouldn't I? What waits for me? Eventual death to a disease and an unloved corpse.