Hello there, my name is Alexis Yergensen. I am 28 years old and am currently facing some of the hardest times of my life. Covid caused me to lose majority of my clients(I used to clean houses under the table) and getting a job is just not happening for me fast enough. Although I have been putting alot of effort into it with daily Job applications and searches, for some reason I guess I just don’t have what they are looking for. Anyways back to the topic at hand, I have been homeless on and off since I was 12 years old, my father married a lady he barely knew and she requested that only her, my father, and HER children lived at the house and my father agreed. In consequence of his decision my brother and I had to figure out where to live. My brother moved in with my grandparents because he was older and taking college classes in high-school so him having a stable place to live was highly important, now I know what you’re thinking, I was at a very young and impressionable age and should have been in a safe and healthy environment to insure that I didn’t go down the wrong path in life. Yes I agree but sadly we don’t always get the things we think we need or that we want. Instead, I moved in with a friend’s uncle (who was 23 and keep in mind I was only 12). He had all of the wrong intentions and the outcome of such lead me to a 6 year heroin addiction and a long list of bad decisions on my part. By the time I was 18 I had been in and out of juvi and had been injecting illicit substances for 4 years and I was just done. I had put my body and mind and spirit through the wringer. Enough was enough and I chose to quit. However, I wasn’t off the hook yet, my life wouldn’t ever be the same, nor would my opportunities. With the judgemental ways of thinking that this world tends to use nowadays, it’s extremely hard to get a fair chance at anything (but especially employment) when you have missing teeth and track marks( scars from injecting) all over your body. You would think that with time the scars would go away but they just don’t for whatever reason. So therefore, I wasn’t able to get jobs like all of my friends could, because eventhough I got clean, the damage I did to my body was still evident and people had a hard time believing I wasn’t using anymore. So I was forced to just do side jobs, gigs, and honestly when things got really rough, prostitution. Now I am not by any means bragging about any of those things because I couldn’t be more opposite of proud of any thing in my life. Now I am back at the point of not knowing what to do and wouldn’t exactly enjoy going back to prostitution especially with the dangers of the world today and there are extremely sick people out there and I don’t aspire to be the next dateline star if you know what I’m saying! So with that being said, I am overdue on rent, my clothes and some cash and jewelry was taken from a gas station when I went to use the restroom(I was fighting with my roommate and planned on staying gone for a while at least so I had everything with me) the cashier at the gas station wouldn’t allow me to take my bags in the restroom so I left them by the door and she assured me they would be fine under her supervision. When I came out of the restroom only minutes later and seen an empty floor where my belongings just were I asked her politely where my stuff went. She told me some guy she thought was my boyfriend came in and took them saying that I disrespected him,( he was either on drugs or was just an excuse to come up on a few bags of stuff). When I tried to file a police report they pretty much said they didn’t have time for such petty crimes and to keep my possessions in my possession next time. So all of this being said I would be more than. Appreciative with any help available and am willing to do house work or yard work in exchange if need be. Thank you for your time. Much love
Alexis yergensen
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