This has been a really tough week. One of the worst of my life. But I’m still here.
Last time you heard from me, I was trying to navigate Orlando without a car but since then everything else just fell apart. My already tiny support structure crumbled to the ground and I was left scrambling to find some help.
No money. No car. No housing. No job.
I’m not in Orlando anymore. I’m in the midwest trying to pick up the pieces. I left home because it’s just too spread out and complicated to find help. I know this because I studied it for a long time. I’m getting some help from the community I am in, but I am very much alone.
It’s bad. I used to blog all of the time about veterans troubles and to experience them first hand in the worst way is especially painful. It’s the very definition that I’ve failed with what I’ve tried to do.
While emotionally I’m in a lot of pain. Psychically I’m okay. A great amount of weight loss but I’m still strong.
And please don’t worry about me mentally. I still understand that life is good. And a lot of times I’ll close my eyes and focus on those times. I hope that they will return.
I’m blogging because it’s the only thing that feels normal to me right now.
And I must let people know what I’m going through because I’m around so many others are going through the same thing.
Maybe it’s what I’m supposed to be doing.
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