Sharing My Burdon

Sometimes it is hard to be grateful. I have much to be thankful for, and yet, money is ever needed and in short supply. When I think of what I am most grateful for, my family, I think of how I am letting them down because I don't make enough money to make ends meet. I try and try, but, there is always something coming up and I have to constantly scramble for every cent. If I had just this much more, maybe I could turn it into something. I am grateful for God, but, I am weary of being tested. I can't break down because my family is counting on me.

My wife gets falsely accused of crimes when she is the victim of crimes and loses her job, so, that puts it all on me. I can't do this alone anymore. We are maybe a week from true homelessness if things keep going the way they are. My kids must really think me a pile of feces. I am stuck. I have no options that I can think of.

Cryptocurrency has helped, but, I am down to the wire now. My savings are gone, my portfolio is crushed. Why is everything so expensive? Many of us are losing this war. I have fought and continue to fight, but, it seems more hopeless every day. I can't afford my PTSD meds any longer. I don't have time to Steemit and my wife just lays in bed all day, a shell of her former self, broken. She can't get a job without a background check and she cant do heavy labor because of her botched hysterectomy.

My heart has been fluttering today because I don't eat often or I am about to die. Not sure, gotta keep plugging. The market has been a big let down as well lately. The very few worthwhile ICOs I have seen won't accept Amerikkan dollars, so, that option is dead. My dreams of homesteading and living a pure life are dwindling into the ether.

I am just documenting my experience. I don't want or expect anyone to help. I just want to share some of this burden as it is really heavy. I hope this vicious cycle ends soon. I will fight til I can't anymore. You gotta take the bad with the worse and hope for some good.