I’m Headed Toward a Dark Place
The truth still matters — even when it’s breaking me.
Sometimes the truth starts where the disguise ends.
I’m not going to dress this up.
I’ve hit the wall.
I miscalculated. I’m running out of money, out of time, and maybe out of luck itself.
I’ve made bad decisions. I’m unemployable in this climate.
And the truth is, I’m about to lose everything.
I’m living one step away from homelessness.
Some people will cheer that. They’ll tell themselves the world is better when someone who refuses to conform finally collapses. That’s fine. I’m not writing this for them.
I’m writing this because I need help, not pity.
Because I have a wife with health issues.
Because I have a son in high school who needs stability, not another lesson in how unforgiving life can be.
And because I’ve reached the point where pride is a luxury I can’t afford.
I know I’m not supposed to share this. Writers like me are expected to sell hope, not reality. I’m supposed to look successful—to project that everything is fine, that all this effort and all these years of fighting are somehow paying off.
But it would be dishonest to pretend that right now.
The truth is sharper.
I’m close to failing my family.
I’m close to losing everything I’ve built.
And unless something changes soon, the voice I’ve been fighting to keep alive may go silent.
This Substack—this mission—is all I have left.
It isn’t a side project. It isn’t a hobby.
It’s the front line.
I’ve dug into stories others are too afraid to touch, exposed what the media hides, and connected the dots that the establishment swears do not exist.
But without support, it ends here.
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This isn’t just about me surviving another month.
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I’m not giving up.
I’m still fighting.
But I can’t do it alone anymore.
If you believe truth should outlive those who try to bury it,
then please stand with me now.
Before I disappear completely.
To those who’ve already stood with me — thank you. You’ve carried this farther than I ever could alone.
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