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I am embarassed and ashamed asking for help like this but there is nowhere else to turn.
My name is Troy, I'm a single parent for my awesome autistic teenage son.
I'm hoping to raise funds to keep from tumbling to the bottom of the socio-economic ladder - again.
By that I mean raising just enough to keep the car from being re-possesed, buy a new car battery, re-new the car registration and help with a deposit to move into a new home.
To be completely honest, it's me who got us into this pickle. My behaviors of isolation and avoidance are the cause.
I have depression. Since 2012 it has sucked the life out of my life. I am not whiny or lazy, which is what I think when I hear the word "depression". I just cannot function the way I used to.
For years I was a single Dad for all 3 of my kids. I was an excellent provider, running a small business from a spare bedroom. When the school district failed my autistic son I home schooled him for 4 years. Not just keeping him at grade level but building his foundation for acceptance into a college prep STEM charter school where he's now in 11th grade.
The profile photo on this page is me during an adventure race I did for fun between triathlons, which I started doing at age 40. I was persistant enough at the sport to become nationally ranked. In 2011 I qualified to compete on team USA at a world championship long course event.
Today, I barely leave the house and haven't been able to hold a job for more than a few months at a time for 3+ years. I hate me and what I've become.
As a veteran I'm being treated at the VA. Despite what you may have heard the VA is staffed by good people who do good work.
In fact when I told them my plan "A" to handle my crisis they wanted to hospitalize me, but I'd be homeless and car-less upon discharge.
I've asked for ECT but I have to be stable (non-crisis/suicidal) for a period of time before I get additional high order treatment.
So, this is part of safety/treatment plan "B". Reach out and ask for help.
Plan "B" also involves driving for Lyft/Uber. I can't stand it, but maybe I'll feel better if I get some control of my life.
Our landlord decided to sell his condo where we live. We need rent & deposit money before the October 10th deadline.
Yesterday the car battery went dead, I don't have $120 for a new one. (can't be a ride share driver is the car won't start)
I'm hiding the car from the repo-man because I'm 90+ days behind on the car note and the registration expires September 16th- two days from now.
If they take the car they'll sell it auction and come after me for the difference. (no way I can pay for 2 cars at once)
If help is available it must get here ASAP.
This is my "hail mary" I'm certain I've doomed us and the inevitable cascade of poop connot be stopped.
How greatful would I be? I would have to change the way I think about the world.
But, I know this won't work. I'd be surprised if anyone gets this far. If you're still reading thank you.
My name is Troy, I'm a single parent for my awesome autistic teenage son.
I'm hoping to raise funds to keep from tumbling to the bottom of the socio-economic ladder - again.
By that I mean raising just enough to keep the car from being re-possesed, buy a new car battery, re-new the car registration and help with a deposit to move into a new home.
To be completely honest, it's me who got us into this pickle. My behaviors of isolation and avoidance are the cause.
I have depression. Since 2012 it has sucked the life out of my life. I am not whiny or lazy, which is what I think when I hear the word "depression". I just cannot function the way I used to.
For years I was a single Dad for all 3 of my kids. I was an excellent provider, running a small business from a spare bedroom. When the school district failed my autistic son I home schooled him for 4 years. Not just keeping him at grade level but building his foundation for acceptance into a college prep STEM charter school where he's now in 11th grade.
The profile photo on this page is me during an adventure race I did for fun between triathlons, which I started doing at age 40. I was persistant enough at the sport to become nationally ranked. In 2011 I qualified to compete on team USA at a world championship long course event.
Today, I barely leave the house and haven't been able to hold a job for more than a few months at a time for 3+ years. I hate me and what I've become.
As a veteran I'm being treated at the VA. Despite what you may have heard the VA is staffed by good people who do good work.
In fact when I told them my plan "A" to handle my crisis they wanted to hospitalize me, but I'd be homeless and car-less upon discharge.
I've asked for ECT but I have to be stable (non-crisis/suicidal) for a period of time before I get additional high order treatment.
So, this is part of safety/treatment plan "B". Reach out and ask for help.
Plan "B" also involves driving for Lyft/Uber. I can't stand it, but maybe I'll feel better if I get some control of my life.
Our landlord decided to sell his condo where we live. We need rent & deposit money before the October 10th deadline.
Yesterday the car battery went dead, I don't have $120 for a new one. (can't be a ride share driver is the car won't start)
I'm hiding the car from the repo-man because I'm 90+ days behind on the car note and the registration expires September 16th- two days from now.
If they take the car they'll sell it auction and come after me for the difference. (no way I can pay for 2 cars at once)
If help is available it must get here ASAP.
This is my "hail mary" I'm certain I've doomed us and the inevitable cascade of poop connot be stopped.
How greatful would I be? I would have to change the way I think about the world.
But, I know this won't work. I'd be surprised if anyone gets this far. If you're still reading thank you.
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Troy Lovick
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Henderson, NV