Greetings, gracious donors.
I wanted to thank you for giving me your time, and for letting me share my story.
I understand you have worked very hard to earn your money, and that you want to spend it wisely. It hurts me to have to ask this of anyone, let alone a stranger, but I am in dire need of some financial assistance, or I will be facing my imminent eviction come next week… I would be grateful and willing to work out some sort of repayment if you have any computer/cleric work that I can do remotely!
So here is a little bit about me, and why I believe I deserve to be helped:
My name is Meg. I am a 29-year-old woman and on April 17, 2017, my world as I knew it stopped. The 30-year-old man that I loved and had spent nearly 5 years with was pronounced dead by the team of doctors and nurses that led the grueling 45 min attempt to restart his heart. The day he died, everything in my world went black. I tried to carry on, some days better than others, but I just didn’t see the point of caring anymore. Who would? How was that fair?
I found vices in various things, but my 12 years experience of working in childcare and special education no longer brought me joy. I was still showing up to work, but I wasn’t really there. I found my passion for expressing myself through various art forms such as watercolor painting which I taught myself that winter, and photography that I had been learning for the last 2 decades. I was finding little moments each day to keep ongoing. But depression has gotten the better of me, and despite the therapy and medication, I am not happy. I have been trying to find a position away from being with children all day, but being my only form of experience my entire career, starting over is proving difficult. I am struggling every month to pay rent, buy groceries and cat food, make the gas and electric bill on time, and my car is out of commission with expired tags on top of it. I want to believe that things will get better, that things are happening because this is my path, my purpose in life is to feel this and experience this darkness, but it’s getting darker as my candle runs out of wick. So, if my savior is out there, or saviors, someone who can help me with anything, I will happily do so in exchange for my labor. As of now, my most in-demand bills I need help with:
My prescription for anti-anxiety medication is also no longer available to me which makes things harder, but short of a script or local doctor I don’t think you’re able to help with that!
Thank you for hearing me out, I am so grateful there are facets like this site available to assist the less fortunate like myself.
Please let me know what I can do to thank you, have a blessed week, and thank you for saving my life.