Help me from going homeless.

Jpdate: I am close to getting a job, my back is getting considerably stronger.  Alas all my money has run out.  Need to change over the car to the new province and then the sky is the limit. I wish my mental health were better, it is why it took so long for me to dig myself out of the mind maze Satan put before me. I see the opening. Just need a little nudge.

Update: My health is not good. Injuries still prevent me from moving forward. I was able to sell the home and move to closer to family. They are not well off but at least im near. The sales proceeds took care of the immense debt I had with a tiny amount to move. I have 3 months to a year to go before i am squared away for lawsuit for accident. I have been hunting for work but my health is costing me jobs. And in this small town there isnt much. I need to pay for rent over the next few months and I am now out of funds. I cannot afford it past this month. I am ashamed but Im desperate. I tired hard to keep myself relevant in my field but alas no jobs is no jobs. Canada lost 81k jobs last month. I havent asked for donations in months because I thought we did it back in July! But I am back to square one with no hope or prospects of it getting better. Anythng would be amazing to get me through the next few months. GOD BLESS. MERRY CHRISTMAS. DARK TI LIGHT WWG1WGA. THANK YOU PATRIOTS I LOVE YOU. WE WILL WIN THIS FIGHT. I got into 2 car accidents over the past 12 years, both rear ended. Both happened while working. One of them I could have easily died, except for God had other plans for me. I have been living in my mobile home in Mission B.C. I tried really hard to get back to my old career after recovering from 2 surgeries, one which removed my rib, one which cut my pectoral minor.  Why? My own body was constricting itself, crushing my Brachial Plexus Nerver and Artery package.  The pain was ungodly and unending for 5 years solid. 24/7.  I suffer from PTSD from the amount of pain I went through. It was a thing of nightmares.  Imagine a Spock Death Grip all day long non-stop.  No medication would help.  Well that lasted from 2010 to 2015, and after the surgeries in 2013 and 2014 and a year of recovery, I thought I was ready to move on. Well......I was mistaken. I did not expect how immense the shadow of pain that was imprinted on my soul and it became a Dark Passanger.  PTSD, months in bed not wanting nothing else to go wrong. Echoes of crushing pain riveting throughout my body. A psychological problem and one that I recognized.  I had no idea what to do about it. Major Depressive medications were used to calm the unmitigaed uncontrollable PTSD.  I had to teach myself to cope. But, while this all was happening I tried to restart my career. I couldnt do it.  My life is forever different in this day and age. Now, I stand to lose my home. I had a good job, but my chronic pain kept my attendance at 30 percent, lucky I was a contractor and they took pity on me. Thankfully I really dont owe that much, but I am stuck.  Right now timing is everything. I dont want to go bankrupt as I will probably lose the home. I cant quite sell its in no condition, it is in disarray. All I need is some help to make the next few months go by and I can sell this mobile home and pay off bills and move home to my siblings in another city. Otherwise, Ill lose it all. The World is changing and I dont want to miss it with you all... Even as an Angel of God, we have to help ourselves as best we can... Ive tried, now I am asking all of you.