After I Lost My Job and Got Divorced, I Lived on My Own

34 Years old, unemployed, separated, burdened with debts, and a loved one is seriously ill. I became a "rotten piece of trash" in other people's words. No one helped me, and no one pitied me. When I could hardly afford to pay the rent, I plunged into a career that everyone looked down upon. I have been rejected, ridiculed, and stepped on, but I still want to play my bad cards in the mud! There is no system, no noble person from heaven, just rely on these hands to earn back the treatment fees of your loved ones and support your own life. This time, I don't rely on anyone but myself!