I’m not looking for pity or making up some sob story to get a free handout. I’m just looking for someone to give me a little help so I can continue making my dreams come true.
I started working as a health care assistant at age 17 whilst attending community college. My grades were good enough but I couldn’t enter university because I had to help pay the rent to help my mum who had divorced my father. In all honesty I hated that job. I loved the residents I cared for but emotionally I was drained. I then worked at a restaurant as a waitress where the pay was terrible, and then the company went under after a year of opening.
Because of my hard working attitude, a friend from that restaurant called me to take a pot washing position. I needed to pay rent where I had moved to with a friend (my mum had decided to date a very vile man who abused her), so I worked there and eventually was offered a position to work as a sous chef. I had to pot wash and train at the same time. I was working 7 days a week, but the company again went under. Fortunately I managed to get a job in my local hospital as a cleaner.
From then my life got turned upside down and the money I had saved (which was very little after bills) when my then fiancee cancelled our wedding a few months before I was due to move in with him. It was completely out of the blue.
As a result of this I ended up homeless. The relationship with my mother was too strained as she would not leave the abusive man (you know how it goes), so I was working and relying on sleeping at friends houses on the floor.
I managed to get another position in the hospital cleaning surgical instruments. It was primarily working nights and weekends, but I studied and got a degree with an open university. I used my qualification to get another job after 3 years of being there into clinical coding (I think you guys call it medical billing in the USA). I studied hard and got a qualification, and helped my then-homeless new boyfriend move in with me to a rented flat.
So that’s where I am now! We don’t have a car, but he works full time now and so do I. My job is stable but we dont earn enough to save for a deposit on a mortgage on a bungalow.
We would just like somewhere to call our own. I have undertaken beauty courses and massage therapy alongside my 40 hour week but it is impossible for me to practice these as a business in a rented flat with neighbours creating noise on a daily basis.
So, if anyone could donate just a pound (or a dollar in your case), I would be eternally grateful and I could kick start my new career in my own home. But I have no one to ask.