You've maybe wondered how someone ends up behind a cardboard sign. Some have lost everything. Some are about to lose everything. All are searching for something more. It's difficult to explain the total desperation of my situation. I'm not homeless, yet, but in a matter of days I will be. Lost my job and ended up in a workmans comp lawsuit. My fiancèe left me and took our son. That seems to be the driving force behind my desperation, I want my son back in my life...
Finally got something taken care of that was preventing me from getting a job. It's a long story, but long story short I took an air tazer shot to the chest. I'm a recovering alcoholic and up until a recent relapse and subsequent return to sobriety, I was 3 years sober. I've tried and tested many different directions in my life and I'm still tryin to figure it all out for my son.
I would like to start writing a series of short stories on this blog. I promise I'm a good person and a very smart kid at heart, I've just made bad decisions, been in the wrong place, wrong time. Some of my hardship is merely circumstantial. Imagine if a million little pieces wasn't a fraud, that would be my life, only more like a billion little pieces.
I need help. Financially, emotionally...
I'm honestly just trying to get back on my feet and in my eyes this is all only temporary. I'm looking for work so job offers or leads or suggestions would absolutely be accepted in lieu of a donation. I'd like to think I have a good resume including everything from washing cars to being accepted into the navy's nuclear power program, until I screwed that up. Like I said, I'm no dummy, I'm just lost. I'm about to lose everything.
Honestly, I just need my son back in my life and I'm trying to find my jumpstart to great things, the great things I hope I can achieve. I'll work for it, I'll dance for it, tell you a joke, sing you a song. I'd truthfully like to start my own business someday. I was verbally and on one occasion physically abused at my previous job. The workmans comp lawsuit reference. My managaer at the time kneed me into the wall while I was working on my hands and knees and wrecked my shoulder. The owner then told me I'd be fired if I went to workmans comp. My wife was pregnant with my son at the time so I kinda fell into his trap.
Life has just been a bit rough on me for the last couple years and I feel that its ok that I'm alive and have my beautiful boy to look forward to and enjoy. There's a lot more to all of this of course. I just want to get back on my feet, go back to school, get a job, become an author hopefully.
I miss my routine, ever since I was fired and went thru the lawsuit with my former employer, things have gotten out of hand, the only thing that's helped is going back to AA. I know that I've also messed up too. Feel free to ask me anything, take a picture of me and post it here. Anything. Anything I can do to earn whatever assistance you can offer.
I know I've made some mistakes I have to do some serious atoning for. I'm ready to do that and I want to. I promise I won't let you down, I can't. I have to have some, at the very least, some minor success, something to keep me going, just a bit of hope. Like I said, I would like to write a series of short stories on here to hopefully earn your respect and support. I <3 you. It's gonna be a good life. Perhaps I will see you around.
Finally got something taken care of that was preventing me from getting a job. It's a long story, but long story short I took an air tazer shot to the chest. I'm a recovering alcoholic and up until a recent relapse and subsequent return to sobriety, I was 3 years sober. I've tried and tested many different directions in my life and I'm still tryin to figure it all out for my son.
I would like to start writing a series of short stories on this blog. I promise I'm a good person and a very smart kid at heart, I've just made bad decisions, been in the wrong place, wrong time. Some of my hardship is merely circumstantial. Imagine if a million little pieces wasn't a fraud, that would be my life, only more like a billion little pieces.
I need help. Financially, emotionally...
I'm honestly just trying to get back on my feet and in my eyes this is all only temporary. I'm looking for work so job offers or leads or suggestions would absolutely be accepted in lieu of a donation. I'd like to think I have a good resume including everything from washing cars to being accepted into the navy's nuclear power program, until I screwed that up. Like I said, I'm no dummy, I'm just lost. I'm about to lose everything.
Honestly, I just need my son back in my life and I'm trying to find my jumpstart to great things, the great things I hope I can achieve. I'll work for it, I'll dance for it, tell you a joke, sing you a song. I'd truthfully like to start my own business someday. I was verbally and on one occasion physically abused at my previous job. The workmans comp lawsuit reference. My managaer at the time kneed me into the wall while I was working on my hands and knees and wrecked my shoulder. The owner then told me I'd be fired if I went to workmans comp. My wife was pregnant with my son at the time so I kinda fell into his trap.
Life has just been a bit rough on me for the last couple years and I feel that its ok that I'm alive and have my beautiful boy to look forward to and enjoy. There's a lot more to all of this of course. I just want to get back on my feet, go back to school, get a job, become an author hopefully.
I miss my routine, ever since I was fired and went thru the lawsuit with my former employer, things have gotten out of hand, the only thing that's helped is going back to AA. I know that I've also messed up too. Feel free to ask me anything, take a picture of me and post it here. Anything. Anything I can do to earn whatever assistance you can offer.
I know I've made some mistakes I have to do some serious atoning for. I'm ready to do that and I want to. I promise I won't let you down, I can't. I have to have some, at the very least, some minor success, something to keep me going, just a bit of hope. Like I said, I would like to write a series of short stories on here to hopefully earn your respect and support. I <3 you. It's gonna be a good life. Perhaps I will see you around.
