I would like to begin by saying that one may always think they have it bad until they really have it bad. I try to be grateful each day, but my hopes are diminishing. This is because I made a mistake by choosing to be with someone roughly 7 years ago. Prior to meeting him, I was a Petroleum Geologist who had recently been laid off. This person, who is a mechanic, led me to believe that he was a great partner. Over time, I fell in love with him, put my trust in him and accepted his offer to move in with him and believed marriage with in our future.
Hollywood got this right in so many movies. Everything changed after this life-altering decision I so foolishly made. A movie script filled with stories from this relationship with this person would be a blockbuster, I believe, because one just cannot make up such hurtful, disrespectful, abusive, hateful, resentful, and malicious actions that I have witnessed. Currently, I have no friends, no family anymore because I was convinced they hated me, and both parents have passed. I also have no partner (this person is now my ex-fiancé and my “roommate”). Moreover, I have no mode of transportation or means of escape. But I am a survivor, and I refuse to be deemed a victim.
Currently, I am the sole owner of a 2007 Nissan Murano SL with only 127,000 miles. Unfortunately, it has been sitting outside of my window for over a year because it needs a new transmission (I keep it washed and clean weekly). A rebuilt transmission costs $1600, according to the “mechanic”, and he claims that he would install it. Meanwhile, since December, he has acquired a truck, four cars, and two motorcycles, all of which he keeps locked. He also fixed two of his mother’s cars for her, the BMW she also has he was not able to fix. So, each and every day, I sit here, wasting what I think is a huge amount of potential since I have both a Bachelor and Master of Science and pretty much only live to serve him.
I have looked into working remotely but the internet and phone service here is not dependent enough to be consistent. Instead, I am merely a maid who does nothing but cleans up behind the messiest adult male on this Earth. He stays outside all day, either on his phone or enjoying time with his friends, and he leaves every night. It no longer even matters if he cheats, I have caught him so many times that I had to just tell myself not to care anymore because I do not want to die early of a stroke or heart attack. I truly cannot remember what it feels like to be happy or loved by another. I am 47 years old and feel helpless. Since we live about 5 miles from the Gulf of Mexico in South Louisiana, those who ride bicycles on the streets here often see the same fate as flattened armadillos and possums so that mode of transportation is out of the question.
Therefore, to make a long story long (sorry about that), I would like to ask for $3000 which would purchase a rebuilt transmission and labor from a professional to install it. Once this is complete, this will be my ticket to obtaining employment, freedom, and life again. If I could repay you, I will. But I cannot get out of here without help. God has cradled me so many times when I have sat here crying alone (we have slept in different rooms for years). I believe that life is about learning, acquiring, giving, and receiving love. I miss seeing people’s smiling faces, and I miss them seeing mine. If you could please help me, I assure you that I will always pay it forward. Life teaches each of us lessons, and I will be forever humble the help I received by you. Thank you with all of my heart. Christy
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