Just don’t want to do it anymore

It’s been such an awful year. My wife who I loved and still do love left me last year without an explanation. Today is my birthday and not a single person remembered. I normally wouldn’t care, but I was looking forward to this. 30th birthday, thought someone would at least text me. Instead I’m alone, with a bottle of whiskey and a microwave dinner. I even called many friends and asked if they’d get dinner, but nobody responded. I’ve never forgotten anyone’s birthday before. I think I’m going to check out. Kinda poetic to try and time my death for 30 years from the moment of birth. Anyways, good luck to you all. I hope you find the happiness and drive that’s eluded me for my life.