My name is Dylan Adams, I currently jobless and running out of options. Just recently I was let go from my job and despite spending (at time of writing) 2+ weeks looking for anything anywhere that would hire me.
To tell you a bit about my past, and why I’m so scared right now. I was taken into foster care when I was 13 because my mother was unfit to take care of me and any other members of my family either abandoned us long ago or just can’t for similar reasons as my mother. So I was taken into a home with some strangers who ended up “accepting” me for the time being.
Flash forward 3 years later and I still have a great relationship with my mother and see her every other weekend and even sleepover for the weekend. One morning before school when I was 16 I got a call from my grandmother saying that my mother had passed away. Upon hearing the news I didn’t really know what to think, it was the day before Mother’s Day and I was super excited to see her. It was strange because growing up my mother had a whole basket of medical issues (she was a type 1 diabetic) including having to have a quadruple bypass surgery because of her heart, strokes, as well as a coma for almost a month, and on top of that, she wasn’t taking care of herself. Because of her not taking care of herself she developed an infection on her toe and ended with it getting amputated, followed by all her toes, then her whole leg below the knee. So a type 1 diabetic who has survived multiple heart attacks, strokes, a coma, and a life-altering amputation, I thought she was invincible. I say it was strange because with all those things going on I was so scared of losing her and being trusted into the unknown all alone but when those fears went away and I actually thought she was getting better she passed away.
It was at this point that my foster parents started showing their true colors. They were always very religious which I respected and they tried to get me to church as often as possible, which I did attend for the most part just to appease them and try to find some sort of peace myself. Along with their very religious nature, they were also accompanied by a very harsh nature. The day my mother passed away I was forced to go to school before I could go back to my mother’s apartment to help my grandmother and my mother’s friends clean up the apartment.
I got there Friday afternoon before anyone else and I thank God that I did. When I opened the door I was taken aback by a harsh smell of iron, it was blood. The body was gone and so was her wheelchair but the only thing that remained was a huge puddle of blood that I had to clean up on my own, I was not letting my old sickly grandmother clean up the blood of her daughter. I now can’t stand the smell of iron and get thrown into a panic attack whenever I smell it.
Flash forward, I’m 18 and getting the heck out of my foster home as fast as possible to get into college and restart my life, again. As soon as I leave I am cut out of their life and they cut all ties with me. My greatest fear came true, I was thrust into the world alone, and I didn’t know what to do, to be fair right now I still don’t. I attended my first year of college where I ended up dropping out at the end of the last semester because I was slowly getting more and more depressed and I had nobody to talk or to turn to. I was in a new city with absolutely no family to contact and no friends to reach out to.
During my second year of college, I moved out of my first apartment and moved in with 3 other people I met in college. What I didn’t know then that I do know now is that 2 of them were looking to take advantage of me. One of them couldn’t pay for rent for the first 6 months while they get back on your feet, I was doing much better money-wise then and offered to pay 2/3 of it for them as long as they paid me back. I paid over 2000$ of rent for them all on a verbal agreement. Now I am 2 years into college with not only student loans but 2000$ across 2 credit cards to pay off. To this day I still am struggling to pay off my credit cards as well as all other bills for the month.
Flash forward the last time to now, I lost my job 2 weeks ago and have been spending 4+ hours every day looking for new jobs but it’s coming up to rent day and if I can’t pay my rent then not only do I get evicted but so do my roommates which is my real problem here. I’ve asked them for help but they can’t at all and I don’t have any other places to turn to.
I graciously ask for any sort of assistance that could be provided, and thank you,
The paypal.me link it to “Crasheroni” because that is my business PayPal ( I volunteer in the esports industry and sometimes get paid for projects)