▶ 2019—July 2021

From 2019 to 2021, I had finally started becoming healthy; I exercised every day, woke up early, ate properly. I worked hard on myself and slowly repaired years of damage caused by isolation and self-destruction when I was younger. For the first time in a very long time, I felt normal.

▶ July 2021—June 2022

In 2021, I got a job and rebuilt many social skills. I had structure again. I had momentum. I believed my life was finally moving into a better chapter, and so wanted to do everything I could for the next person I shared my life with.

▶ June 2022—October 2023

In Summer 2022, I entered a relationship that started with promise of a future, family and stability but had unfortunately became deeply isolating. Very quickly, I became separated from my job, my family, my friends, even my relationship with art. I disappeared entirely during that period in 2022 to 2023 when the relationship ended for that reason.

I lost my studio and now I had to leave the home I left it for.

Thankfully, the parents were gracious enough to give me their spare sedan, my Mazda3, that is currently undriveable for reasons detailed in February 2026.

▶ October 2023—May 2024

When I left in October 2023, finding an apartment was difficult, so arrangements were made to stay with friends of my last relationship's family, and moved into a rural area (an unfinished apartment above a garage) 40 minutes away from town.

Despite having been regularly applying for apartments, the homeowners turned off the electricity to my apartment on May 15th, 2024—an extremely hot day—and demanded I leave immediately with no prior communication. The area I stayed in was second story, had sealed windows and no fans or airflow once the power was gone.

For the third time, I lost my home. I returned to my father's and started over again.

▶ May 2024—October 2024

During 2024, I split my time between my father's and an old friend (referred to as A) who housed me while I searched for an apartment. A understood that, although always there when needed, my father can be very antagonistic, and offered their place so I could work in peace. My cats couldn't be at A's, so, even though my dad is allergic to them, they stayed in his bedroom since he prefers to sleep on the living room pull-out couch.

Unfortunately, A was suffering from addiction and had become sick. Though A made progress, the healing process was emotionally and mentally taxing. I was repeatedly pushed away, asked to stay, and told things were stabilizing before withdrawals would set us both back.

After repeating that cycle many times, A left my belongings in front of my car when I was at my dad's on the same day I left my last home in October of 2023.

My dad asked why all my things were outside, and that's how I found out I had lost my fourth home.

▶ October 2024—May 2025

I stayed with my dad again until May 2025, and as much as I'm grateful for all he does, he was also trying to control any freedom I had. We have a rough child-parent history that’s rectified itself in adulthood, but there's still an underlying tension that erupts periodically. Because of this and the grief of A, it was getting harder and harder to focus. Work slowed down, and I didn't make any significant progress towards finding an apartment.

▶ May 2025—May 2026

After explaining my situation to another friend, (referred to as B), they offered to house me and my two cats. After taking a month to reorient myself and my work, I had tried yet again to save enough to move into my own place, but I was constantly set back by emergencies, the last setbacks having used my entire savings to replace an exhaust manifold and then had been struck in the driver's side door in a collision 2 weeks later, both in February 2026. 

(Here are pictures of the accident, and many more details about this year free to read on my Patreon)

Having yet again not found a place in time, B asked for me to look harder into moving elsewhere in March 2026, and having failed again in my search and savings, by May 2026 I was asked to leave. B offered to look after my cats and belongings until I found a place.

This is the fifth time I've had to move.

▶ May 2026—June 2026

A week into May 2026, A had become aware I moved back in with my dad, and offered to let me stay with them so I could work while they helped me, apologized and promised to work on themselves.

A, unfortunately, still had their struggles with addiction, and was explosive after returning from work in the morning. A started placing my belongings outside, at which point I called my dad to come pick me up.

By the 1st of June 2026, I've had to move back in with my dad for the second time in 3 weeks since I was asked to leave B's address.

▶ PRESENT DAY: JUNE 2026

Currently, I'm staying with my dad. All my belongings and the cats I love and rely on me are absent until I can secure a home. My dad is allergic to cats, and although he allowed me to keep my cats in October 2024 to May 2025, he struggled and was often short of breath, and so asked that my cats don't stay with me this time while I lived with him.

I have my clothes, work tools, and living essentials, while everything else is at B's or in my storage unit.

With all these events outlined, I hope I've imparted some understanding as to why I need to ask for help, because I've come to realize that I have very little chance of reaching stability on my own without it.

Thank you for taking the time to read what you could. If I could borrow a little more of your time, next I'm going to detail what I need help with.