It’s summer and for the first time in quite a while I’ve been looking forward to it and beyond. The last few years have been tough, especially the last year or two. I’m sure this resonates with everyone on some level. And like everyone I’m finding hope, reasons, and confidence in looking ahead.

For a lot of you my challenges with depression have been a poorly guarded secret of my existence. Theses challenges have fueled a perfect storm for several years of maintaining semblances of fatherhood, residency and respectable career. The pandemic nearly erased my chance, my hopes of even a hint of normalcy. But today, I’m confident, even excited that I’ve most of that behind me now. It helps to have a steady and engaging job, a nice place to live, and a new found appreciation for friends. The pieces have finally fallen into place.

Yet I reach out today to ask for help anyway. The legacy of past years’ difficulties leave me in a bind. I’ve fallen behind in rent and without erasing the backlog, I will not be able to renew my lease and essentially be evicted.

This isn’t insurmountable nor expected to be a long term concern (I’m comfortable making that monthly payment now) but a hole nonetheless. To even get to this point I’ve exhausted conventional means and am now reaching out to friends. The details are in this site with Drew, Peter, and Nikki graciously assisting the effort. I don’t have far to go but I’m out of time and options. Unencumbered by major debt otherwise, with your modest help, I will be whole once again.