My daughter and I moved from Colorado to Florida. After arriving in Florida, my daughter got a promising job. I was working remotely. Things were looking up. One day at work, she was walking down a flight of stairs. Her leg slipped between the steps, and she was dangling by her ankle. They rushed her to the hospital, where she underwent emergency surgery. It took her months to recover, and during that time, her car was repossessed. The stress of the situation and missing work to care for her also led to my job loss. I ended up giving her my car.
With no income and mounting medical bills, our situation was becoming increasingly dire. Late fees and emergency loans with exorbitant interest rates only added to the burden. It was at this critical juncture that my elderly mother stepped in to help. She sent us a few checks and put some bills on her card. Her support was a lifeline, and I am deeply grateful for her assistance during this challenging time.
My sister, who does well financially, visited my mom and found out she had been helping us. My sister, for reasons I still don’t fully understand, had my mom reverse any payments she had made for me. I didn’t know it happened until I was faced with phone calls and harrassment. When i got a call from my appartment complex telling me I was a criminal basically, I told them they were out of their mind! I had no idea it was real.
This left me in a dire financial situation. My apartment demanded two months of back-pay rent, utilities, and more (Due to reversed charges). My mind is spinning at this time. How could this happen? I found myself in so deep. The depression was more than I could handle. I found myself with no money and no family. I didn’t want to live!
I should not have borrowed money from my mother, but she offered, and I really needed it at the time. Criminal charges did not go anywhere because I had text messages from her telling me she wanted to help. That which threw out her case that was fueld by my sister. Those returned charges, however, destroyed me. No longer able to afford our apartment, my daughter and I went our separate ways.
My daughter moved in with her boyfriend’s family. My boyfriend moved here from Colorado his son had passed away, and he was physically injured himself. We found a small house online. I was working non stop and I was supposed to get paid well for it. I thought it would all be okay and I would be fine to take care of him.
My job did not pay me a twelve thousand dollar commission that I had earned. I worked for months for that. This added to everything and, for me, was the last straw. Now, I am behind on a pile of bills. All of these reversed charges and I am not getting paid! My phone going off continuously, and all the hours I put into the job for months, they were not going to pay me! This, along with the other financial challenges, has left me in a state of panic as I searched for another job.
My boyfriend and I told the landlord that the rent would be late. This is only our second month. The landlord showed up at the door with a three-day notice. He said, “Monday morning, I’ll be at the courthouse to have you evicted. ” He laughed and said, “Now you’ll have all of the court fees on top of everything else you owe me.” I didn’t say anything to him, I just watched him walk away, wondering when this happened to my life. Again, we have only been here a month! I stood in total shock! How could any person have this kind of luck?
I have found another job, but it could be two weeks before I get paid and I am so far in the hole. I have a packrat in Colorado that has my dad’s memorabilia in it. It is behind, so I must pay for or ship it! It is almost $400 a month to store it and $3,500 to ship it. Since we are being evicted, I won’t ship it until we know if we are homeless or not. For rent, I need almost $4k to get out of the eviction. We don’t have food. After posting this, I will have $1.93 in my account.
There is a value on everyone’s head and the value is all about how much a person has. How does the lack of money destroy the life of a hard working person? I think about homeless people I have passed on the streets. I think of times I may have rolled my eyes at someone elses lack or valued someone by what they had. Then I think…I am them now! What a lesson I have learned.
I can’t seem to find any help in the area. This is only temporary and I only need tempoarary help. I spoke with an outreach today. He said that once there is an eviction notice, they cannot help. So the question is, if the churches hang up on me or don’t respond, I have no more family. How does a person move forward without anyone or anything? I don’t even have a car. That is where I depend on the kindness of strangers. That blood curdeling cry for help in these words. I am at your mercy! Twenty dollars right now would change my life! I am fueled by the will to live without a life. I need a strangers love!
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Thank you!