Please forgive me. I have never done this before, and honestly I hope I never have to again. I’ve never been very good at asking for help, because I was taught that you just dig your heels in and make do. With my mental health becoming increasingly worse, I feel I can no longer just make do.
I purchased my car almost a year ago, and as surprising as this may sound, it was my very first car loan. I felt like I was getting a good deal, and did all the due diligence I could. I took it to my mechanic. I had several others I trusted give me input, and all were as excited as I was about it. It was far from being a brand new car, but it was well maintained, had extremely low miles, and one owner. I love my car so much. It gave me independence I hadn’t had in so long. It gave me a way out of the house when things got a little to much for me to handle. It gave me a way to visit friends, without my boyfriend being there. I don’t mind if he is but sometimes it’s nice to have girls time. I would like to explain that my grandfather, who basically raised me was a master mechanic and before I could actually learn to drive I had to learn basic maintenance. So I have always been very adamant about checking fluids, oil changes, and maintenance. The day my car broke down, I checked everything before I left home. While out running errands, I noticed my traction control was on which I thought was a little weird, but my car never gave me any indication that something was wrong. I went to pull over off the highway, but didn’t stop because there was a man ‘working’ on his car, and being that this was a lower traveled side road I didn’t stop. Well, another mile and my car completely shut off. Smoke was coming out of my hood, which at that point all I could do was cry. Luckily the car lot where I got my car was kind enough to tow it for free 30 miles and check it out. And even though I already knew it, the mechanic confirmed I needed a new head gasket. And to someone like me, who isn’t as financially stable as some, is devastating. I worked hard for many years, and when I had to stop and start receiving social security disability benefits it was a huge lifestyle adjustment. I make enough to live on, but not enough to afford to replace the head gasket in my car. The car lot where I have it sitting at currently is willing to work with me and help me get it fixed, but I have to come up with around $800 as a down payment. That is half of my check.
Now, please understand that when I said bad situation, I do not mean I am being physically abused. But, as we all know words hurt too. I know that if I don’t leave for good or be able to get away at times, I am headed down a very bad path mentally. I am diagnosed with severe mental illness, and I try my best to be mindful of my condition. But not everybody, always has YOUR best interest at heart. My boyfriend had a stroke several years ago and sometimes he does not always realize what he says, and then sometimes he is just being hateful. My previous two relationships were abusive, and I am still healing from those. But now, even if I wanted to leave I can’t. I have three of the best furbabies ever. I will NOT leave them here, or leave without them. That would truly be the end for me. They are what keeps a smile on my face most days. They give me something to live for. If push comes to shove in my life, when I finally get my car fixed, I will at least have a place of safety for us if I need to leave. Oh, and did I mention that we live 20 miles away from town, so it’s very hard to go anywhere or see anybody.
I’m not asking for all of the money, I will be happy with anything. Anything will help. I just need a little boost so that I don’t have to go without necessities or decent food. I am a very thrifty person, so I have been attempting to save what I can, but it’s next to impossible.
Regardless if you bless me, or bless someone else, thank you. It honestly takes a very special person to give their hard earned dollar to someone less fortunate.