I’m at my end here. I spent the last three years homeless and couch surfing after an eviction that prevented me from being seen as a human worthy of a home. The eviction was not my fault. I almost died from Covid. A friend of a friend gave me a shot and started renting to me 2 months ago. I thought I had finally made it but I have been struggling with some health issues and I don’t have insurance. This has caused me to fall behind. So my rent is 8 days late and now I have an eviction letter. I’m not mentally prepared to go through this again. My PTSD is so triggered just by one of the two landlords harassing me. I’m sick with some flu like junk right now and I’m feeling paralyzed at the thought of everything. I have considered the worst. I have considered running away and finding some way to start over. I am trying to find every way to keep moving forward but I don’t know how at this point.
I never imagined I’d be in a position where I’d have to ask strangers for help, but here I am, putting my pride aside for my family. I’m a hardworking mom of four, and lately it feels like no matter how hard I work or ho…
Hi everyone! ❤️ I'm going through a difficult financial period due to personal loans and credit obligations. I do have a job and I'm doing my best to support myself, but unfortunately, my income isn't enough to cover eve…
Help Me Begin Again! My name is Lindsay. I am a Christian woman, a mother, and a breast cancer survivor. At 35 years old, I was diagnosed with Stage 3 HER2-positive breast cancer. I faced an unimaginable battle, includin…
