To whoever is reading this,
First off, thank you for reading. My name is Holli. I’m married with no kids. I have two dogs, and a ton of bills that I can’t pay. My husband works, but was told there was not enough to do at the shop for a few weeks during the slow month (December). They let him file unemployment but he gets less than half his normal pay. He was told it would be may three or four weeks, but it’s going on six. I work as a supervisor. Of course I’m part time because my company doesn’t want to fork out benefits. We make enough together to pay our bills and have some for fun. But since December we’ve been struggling to pay rent and our utilities. We’ve exhausted asking family. We’ve run out of extensions for our bills. Our landlord is breathing down our necks. This is pure, unadulterated desperation. I’m thirty years old and I can’t make ends meet. I live in Indiana where I can’t even get a dang title loan for my car. In the past, it’s gotten us through tough spots. We’ve pawned everything we can. I’ve even asked him to pawn his dead best friend’s guitar (which, bless his heart, he did). I hate myself right now. I hate that I can’t provide for my family. I guess it’s a good thing we haven’t had success in having kids. Today, he and I ransacked the entire house and the car for any spare change. We collected like, 6 bucks in pennies and nickles. I get to go to the grocery store and buy break and milk with a plastic bag full of pennies. I never thought I’d have to ask strangers for money. But there’s nothing else for me to do. So, again, thank you so much for taking the time to read this.