I have unbelievably, horribly bad luck. I feel like my only purpose in life has been to fix f*** ups in my family’s lives. I’ve done my best to correct my own f*** ups. I’ve cut my foot on glass twice this last week. I bled all over the house to the point that my leg became numb. I thought I would die, but I guess life is not finished tormenting me. I can’t concentrate at my high paying job, which will lead to my termination. I can’t win. My health is deteriorating fast and I have no idea why. My stress level is high and my overall self worth is low. Despite my greatest efforts to correct issues in family members lives, they don’t listen and continue down a fucked up path. I don’t have a girlfriend or wife in my life and I’m a bit too much of a wuss to go out and buy s**. So, I’m a blue ballsing, life hating a****** who can’t control himself. If I weren’t in my right mind, I’d just off myself. I wish I could just hit the lottery, fix my families issues, and move the f*** on. If this life is going to yield promising results for my family and myself, I can’t tell.