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Thanks for nothing.

Hey no problem. Glad we could help. :-)

Well, obviously I’m not suicidal. Depressed as hell, yes. But as long as I continue the medication the nasty thoughts keep away. The problem being I’m not sure how much longer the medication will last. It is possible we won’t afford it soon.

Yeah, I understand some of the attitude. After all I’m posting on the internet, must be affording something. Truth is, not sure how long that’ll last either. Like I said it has gotten worse, keeps getting worse.

Don’t want mom to lose her home. Not merely because we live here with her, either. She’s fought tooth and nail for this place. **** shame her ******* deceased husband can still kick her *** via unpaid tax debts. The world is not fair. Yes, I know everyone faces that.

I’m having lots of trouble. Your site came in Google, top o’ the list. “Need help? Come here.” I am reaching out offline, as well. Working with Department of Rehab services to see if I can get help finding decent work, that suits my abilities and needs. Trouble is the Rehab case worker said it pretty clearly,

“you’ve no education to speak of, any job you’ve had has only been for two years, no real job skills or good job history … plus you are an emotional, mental wreck. Boy, do want to make it any easier?”

Sorry, I grew up with a dream of being career military. I attempted that and got booted out, they said I didn’t fit the image. So, I came home, got married. Worked for a while, here and there, making nothing, having no bennies. Wife and me ever having our own place? **** that, we don’t even get the luxury of dreaming.

When is all this vaulted and glorified Change supposed to come? It can hurry along any time now. Where are they stashing the good work? Hell I’d even shovel **** at this point, if it helped keeping us fed. Trouble is the hole was way too deep to start with, no one quit digging either. Wife and I are trying not to dig so much but folks got to live, too.

So, yeah a number to a suicide line posted for a sailor. “Um, Mr. you can go **** yourself, I never surrender.” Thanks for nothing, except pointing to the bell. Never rang it then, never shall. But see, back there you had mates. Out here, nada.

Nice computer rack by the way. Makes my little Linux desktop box seem pathetic.

I asked for help on a site billed to offer help. Pretty rough not to find it.

I’m not sure what you need help with, if its money, wrong place for that.

but the suicide post is a bot that automatically post’s when a specific word is typed, don’t worry about it “Ben”

Heres something. Go to your local command labor and sign up for jobs. They might only last a day or two but you can try them out and see if you cant find a job that you like. You might not make the big dollars but its money never the less your wife can do it too. You might get a full time job by doing this and not be so angry at the world. Thanks for the mention of my little computer. Hope this helps :-)