Well, mine was yesterday. I turned 49 making this my 50th year.

I thought my life would be so different. While yes I still have family and two grown children I am proud to have raised, I don't have anything to show for myself. Instead of a home, career, and belongings I live on disability in a dingy apartment unable to work with few friends.

I am terrified this is the way I will be living the rest of my life.