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So i know I mentioned I had to get rid of the foster kittens. But there's more to that story.
There's actually more to all of it. Today is the day I guess I come clean.
Recently I found out I have huntington's disease. It has started affecting my memory already. That's great.
Well, a month ago when I had to get rid of the cats, it was because i had a financial downfall and lost all of my money in two days. a LOT of money. All my savings, cash in the bank etc. gone. So i knew I was going to get evicted so i had to scramble and give the cats to a good home so they didn't suffer with my own misery.
A month later, the money I was counting on to come through didn't. Friday I learned it wasn't coming. I tried to sell my 2500 LCD TV to cover rent and couldn't sell it. I have to be out of here by Saturday.
I was laid off from work in April. But i had saved money to carry me through the rough times. well i was OK until this problem (IRS) hit me and took everything. I made some mistakes about 10 years ago with the IRS and they finally just caught up to me. I had been making monthly payments to them to get caught up, but when the money started running out that stopped. Well they levied me. Everything I had is gone.
I managed to keep my utilities up to date, except electric. it got behind. I was going to be able to catch up on Tuesday to keep that straight. well that apparently wasn't good enough. They cut my power last night at 5pm. I can't afford to get it turned back on.
Right now I'm able to use my PC because I strung an extension cord to my neighbor's window so I can try to raise the money and at least sell my tv. I have no car anymore, i had to surrender it when i couldn't pay (A 2007 mustang GT) and nowhere to go. If I can't sell this thig i'll have to walk away from it. that just sounds insane.
I have income now but it's slow to get going. I'll catch up in a few months, but in the meantime, me, a 42 year old man, has to go back to my stinkin mother's house because I'm a loser.
This of course means I have to give away the two things I love most in the world. Tinker and wilbur. I put an email in today to get them picked up. I'm just distraught. I love my babies and i'm not sure how i'll handle them going away. I'ms o worried they won't be ok because i'm the only person they've ever known and this condo is the only home they've ever known.
So that's my story. Not sure why I wanted to post this here. I just feel like I've been lying by not saying it.
So if you ever want to understand intense pressure, ask me about it. I'm in it right now.
There's actually more to all of it. Today is the day I guess I come clean.
Recently I found out I have huntington's disease. It has started affecting my memory already. That's great.
Well, a month ago when I had to get rid of the cats, it was because i had a financial downfall and lost all of my money in two days. a LOT of money. All my savings, cash in the bank etc. gone. So i knew I was going to get evicted so i had to scramble and give the cats to a good home so they didn't suffer with my own misery.
A month later, the money I was counting on to come through didn't. Friday I learned it wasn't coming. I tried to sell my 2500 LCD TV to cover rent and couldn't sell it. I have to be out of here by Saturday.
I was laid off from work in April. But i had saved money to carry me through the rough times. well i was OK until this problem (IRS) hit me and took everything. I made some mistakes about 10 years ago with the IRS and they finally just caught up to me. I had been making monthly payments to them to get caught up, but when the money started running out that stopped. Well they levied me. Everything I had is gone.
I managed to keep my utilities up to date, except electric. it got behind. I was going to be able to catch up on Tuesday to keep that straight. well that apparently wasn't good enough. They cut my power last night at 5pm. I can't afford to get it turned back on.
Right now I'm able to use my PC because I strung an extension cord to my neighbor's window so I can try to raise the money and at least sell my tv. I have no car anymore, i had to surrender it when i couldn't pay (A 2007 mustang GT) and nowhere to go. If I can't sell this thig i'll have to walk away from it. that just sounds insane.
I have income now but it's slow to get going. I'll catch up in a few months, but in the meantime, me, a 42 year old man, has to go back to my stinkin mother's house because I'm a loser.
This of course means I have to give away the two things I love most in the world. Tinker and wilbur. I put an email in today to get them picked up. I'm just distraught. I love my babies and i'm not sure how i'll handle them going away. I'ms o worried they won't be ok because i'm the only person they've ever known and this condo is the only home they've ever known.
So that's my story. Not sure why I wanted to post this here. I just feel like I've been lying by not saying it.
So if you ever want to understand intense pressure, ask me about it. I'm in it right now.