I am really angry at myself. I know I couldn't have seen a giant ass brain tumour that is more then likely cancer coming, but I could have you know got some sort of medical insurance set up while I was working. Maybe worked a little harder at finding at getting a job that had it included. I hate that I just coasted by. Now I'm 28 and living with my Dad again (No anger his way, he's a very sweet man) and now I have to apply for disability. This isn't how I wanted my life to go. I really should have done more.