I’ve never been one to ask for help from family or friends, to tell anyone that I’m going through financial problems, or really discuss any of my issues in general.
I’ve always prided myself on my hard work and being a morally sound person. I’ve never stolen anything in my life or really have broken the rules. I studied hard, went to college because I thought it was what you were supposed to do and graduated. Not far after that I realized I hated my degree and did not want to continue living for other people’s dreams but for myself. I finally got my chance to do what I wanted and decided to work in a couple of bars, living a pretty laid back life with my boyfriend. I was somewhat lost and drowning in alcohol and drugs, until the day I found out I was pregnant with my Cleo.
At that point I decided I was ready to get serious and start to live a life that I could be proud of. It was then that I discovered working as an apartment manager. I could work for my complex as well as live there and have Cleo with me all the time. It was the perfect fit for me! I gained a lot of experience and a lot of joy in working in housing; especially in Seattle.
I came into a company that at the time I thought was wonderful for the chance they took on me; not only having no experience but also being pregnant. I worked hard and improved the buildings that were poorly taken care of and had a high turn over rate for its managers. I worked for almost two years and after working to the bone and slightly loosing my sanity, I moved into a affordable housing organization. I’ve been there since February and I don’t think I’ll ever look back! I finally have found where I fit and I’ve been promoted into a special project where I can finally do what I’ve always been passionate about; helping others!
Now you’re probably wondering where this is all going and why I’m here asking for help. Well today I’m struggling more than I ever have in my life. I can’t pay my rent and am so far behind I don’t know how to stay afloat in the place I’ve always called home. Seattle has become one of the highest in rent cost in the country. My boyfriend and I can’t afford to both go to work and put our girls in daycare, but we can’t live off of one income either; the Catch-22 as you can see.
The only thing in life I want to do right now is get to a point where I’m stable financially. I have so many aspirations and ideas on how I can create a sustainable life for my family but I’m stuck in this never ending roller coaster of financial burdens.
I hate to say it but I do need help and I do need someone to care today. If you can understand my struggle and would like to help, I would greatly appreciate it. I just want to do right by my family, and try to find help where I can; even if it means opening up when I tend to hide.