hi all. I’m cayden.
This year has been an extremely tough one for myself. I do not want to provide a sob story, but just explain myself. When I was 4 years old (now 19) my father passed away, he was involved in a car crash with a drink driver who was also under the influence of drugs, I grew up never touching alcohol or any type of drug and I am still level headed about that now. I eventually accepted my dads death many years later but it took a lot of getting used to and still does now. I’m completely and utterly lost without him. My mum took care of me herself since then. I have a very small circled family
18th January 2018 this year my mother passed away from bowel cancer. She was diagnosed 12th December 2017 and unfortunately the cancer was too fierce to cure. I’m still numb to the situation now as I haven’t been able to grieve.
When my mother has passed away I moved in with my grandfather, we lived in a small 2 bedroom house just us 2. I didn’t go to college often as he was terminally ill with dementia and felt extremely guilty leaving him. His symptoms got a lot worse one my mother had died. I haven’t ever really lived a normal teenage childhood like everybody else, I only socialised a couple of times a month and that was only my 1 friend coming to visit me at home. I would go shopping for my grandfather, cook, clean and ensure he was taking his medication bathed and in bed.
On August the 17th 2018 my grandpa also passed away, leaving just me and my auntie behind. My auntie lives in Scotland but she did travel down for his small Burial. There was only my auntie, myself and 2 other people at his funeral. Once his funeral had passed my auntie went back up to Scotland and I was left to find a full time job to supply for the house as I didn’t ever want to let it go as it held too many memories for me.
On the 22nd September I lost my first job due to being signed off with depression through my probationary period
On the 23rd October I had to hand the house back to the landlord due to falling behind with rent and creating of a debt for myself.
I then moved into a youth shelter that I am still living in to this day without a choice, is horrible here. All the other tenants are challenged children, none of them take care of themselves they all have parents and grandparents and I feel extremely lost and inprisomed here.
Mine for the good news! My grandfathers house is back on the market for rent! I have since been in touch with the landlord and he has agreed if I fund a deposit of first months rent (£595) within the next 3 weeks and prove myself to be working (I currently am part time at Asda, should I get the house I shall switch to full time) he willhand the keys back over to me. Nobody knows how much this means to me, what I’m asking for today is donations to help me raise funds to get this deposit back!!
- Please anything you have as small as £1 will help and I will be very appreciative, it will mean the world to me. Thank you for reading my story. Merry Christmas x