Is there a way to ask for money, while keeping your pride intact?
Is it your fault that you are where you are today? Every poor decision compounded, one upon the next. Or, are you living the life you were predestined to live, each hardship a lesson your soul needs to learn?
The funny thing is, depending on when you had asked me this, I would have had very different answers for you. Now I’m largely unsure, as I am about many things in life. I overthink things. I’d like to believe it’s the latter, but isn’t that just to relieve the pressure of responsibility? Hindsight is 20/20 – why is it so hard to understand things, until we do.
Yet, it cannot be denied that we are all born into different circumstances.
I have never asked for money before and it goes against every fiber of my being. How can you make a request for money that isn’t dripping with self pity? I’ve always been allergic to other’s pity, my own vulnerability and to asking for help. But times change, and we must evolve or perish. Or maybe I’m just dramatic.
Begging for money using the power of the written word. I’m baffled that this website even exists. Begging is an interesting concept indeed. I’m all tied up in whether it’s a moral thing to do,
My story:
I’d like to keep it brief. I had an unconventional childhood to say the least. Not the worst, but certainly not the best. Brought into the world by a narcissistic mother who had no interest in me, and a father (whoever he is) who disappeared off the map before I was even born. I don’t blame the bloke. My mother’s lack of interest in me resulted in me being bounced around several different countries and living with ‘family friends’ (aka perfect strangers). I’m almost grateful for that because I can’t imagine what a childhood consisting only of my mother’s ‘guidance’ would do to a person. I went to many schools, maybe up to 20. I experienced emotional, sexual and spiritural abuse during this time of my life. Naturally, I came out the other side riddled with anxiety as well as a host of other issues. But I do not want your pity. Against all odds, I crawled my way out of that life and took off to explore the world. Friends have always told me that they’re amazed by my bravery, exploring so much of the world alone. They don’t realize that anything feels better than where I came from, and being alone feels safe to me.
Unfortunately, personal finance is not taught in school (seriously – why the hell not?!?). And getting out of a jam when you have no family to lean on is next to impossible. I may have rescued myself emotionally and physically, but it has taken me a long time to comprehend how important it is to manage your finances. I have moved from living in survival mode to regularly work on healing from CPTSD. Now all my hard work is beginning to pay off. I am resourceful, creating a life for myself and learning to love myself. I have been gifted with the knowledge that it’s the little things in life that matter, you don’t need fancy things. Living well looks like having a plate of good, clean food in front of you and a roof over your head. I am interviewing for jobs but cannot wait 2 weeks to a month without a paycheck. I need a little help before then.
I don’t want to ask for a specific sum. I would be grateful for any amount. I will include a screenshot of my bank records as requested.
Thank you for reading my story and I wish you well.
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