So my name is Sean Conlon and since about 2021 I've been taking a hard fall. In 2020 I sobered up off of drugs and met my now wife hoping for a change. In late November I lost my beautiful sister and best friend Kim to breast cancer. When I first moved up north from Los Angeles I was homeless, and I lost a lot of things, stealing, fires and just struggling. I got hurt at my job and have been caught up in this workers comp lawsuit for 4 years now, and I don't have a car to drive my wife to her doctor's appointments, don't have money for food or cosmetics. So all my little family heirlooms I've been selling trying to make ends meet. Because of my old ways I don't have any family, and I'm in this world really fighting back tears and struggling with addiction looking for an easy way out. I'm so depressed alll the time and really on my lowest. My wife is getting ready to start her cancer treatment and it's killing me inside at times I just don't even want to go on. I just feel like a loser, and all the negative things people say about me I hold on to it