Please point me to the complaint department.

I do not. “If it’s meant to be, it’ll be” just seems like a convenient way to excuse yourself from the responsibility of having to work for what you want, and steals the sense of accomplishment for actually earning what you have.

If fate or destiny does exist, I have a serious bone to pick, because if some being, force, or other put actual thought or effort into fucking me over with this much disability shit, both my dream daddies and a lotto jackpot sure as hell better be on their way to me in the near future.