I just found out that I had a misunderstanding with the person I was counting on to commission me to get the car payment paid on time and they can only afford to pay me a 10th of what I was expecting. So we have to keep the car in the garage for the conceivable future to avoid it being repoed, which is almost as bad as it BEING repoed. And we're now 31 days behind and owe over $2000 in back payments and fees so they're likely going to start sending repo people tonight...
We owe a minimum of $456.66, and the whole amount due with fees is $2155.29 now... It doesn't say we're up for repo, but it didn't say we were when they took it, either. I'm sitting in here crying and trying not to throw up. That was the one hope I fucking had and it failed. I failed. I'm worthless and I can't do anything...I can't support myself or my wife or anything...
I know that's not true. That's depression talking. But with yet again hundreds of job applications done, at least 20 interviews, and not a single job yet plus this piling up and me not being on my hormones has the depression crashing on me really hard. It's chemical. I know it. Ok. I'm not worthless. I'm sorry I said that. I'm...just going to send this message now because otherwise I'll just keep crying and rambling blindly at the phone. I'm cross posting this everywhere on the off chance someone can perform a financial miracle.
