I recently got out of the hospital over suicide stuff. I try so hard to stay happy. Today is my birthday. It's 2pm and not one person, friends, family, wife, kids, across two continents, has said happy birthday. I'm broke until tomorrow, almost out of cigarettes, no gifts, no big dinner, nothing. It's not about a "happy birthday" I could say all this to any of the above and get an immediate happy birthday. It's a reflection of how much I mean to those around me. I mean, not even Facebook reminding all these people have prompted a meaningless happy birthday. Just nothing but silence. How am I supposed to not be depressed. How am I supposed to feel that I mean something to this world. I obviously have not made enough of an impact on anyone's life to even receive a happy birthday. What's the point of being alive when it means nothing to anyone.

You have wife and kids and no one said "happy birthday"?

Correct.

Is this usual behavior from them?