I am broken, and broke. My marriage ended. I am so damned lonely I am falling to pieces. I see other couples and I tear up, knowing that that closeness is gone for good. My ex says I will get happy now I am "free" but all I wanted was to be married to her until death do us part. So being middle aged, disabled bald and overweight on top of newly single sucks!!! I have no money, and dread going to the library where all the other older men sit, arguing all day over esoteric nonsense in an attempt to convince themselves they matter. I feel I'd rather never read again than join their ranks. I am overwhelmed with grief and finding anything to brighten my day is a struggle. Plus I have to move, and having my own bedroom for the first time in decades is so depressing I dread May 31. I think of doing nothing, and wait to be evicted but what good would that be? Then I'd be homeless as well as broken. Sometimes the turns life takes are cruel indeed.