Hi, my name is Colby Newton. There is nothing special about me and short of 4 young boys, my life doesn’t impact anyone else’s. This past January, those boy’s Mom, in what seamed like little more than hours, went from being my wife to someone else. 20 years gone and forgotten with out a single reason, just a request that I give her “some space”. Well, the moment I gave her that space, she immediately moved her boyfriend in, used what savings I (we) had to pay off bills and take my name off everything. Things did not fair any better as I sank into a depression and was let go from my job where the new owners kindly told me I was no longer qualified to perform the position I was in for 2.5 years and then fought me on unemployment. I spent time on couches, in my car, and offered beds for several months, all the time falling more and more into a dark depression. I finally, by the help of a friend, found a place to stay temporarily. My health, happiness, and credit score have all been broken and I need help.
I am 48 years old and had built a life around her and that is now all gone. I have managed to find a new job, but can not manage to save anything to find a new home or apartment. There is a trust issue, and rightly so, where landlords and home owners don’t want to work with people to help get them into a place. First, last, and security deposit is asked for or in other words $1200 up to $3000 just to move in. I need help. Help to try and start a new life. Help to become a new me, someone I never wanted to be, but now have no choice. I am not asking for money to buy a huge home, but I have found some very reasonable modular homes that I could get into if I just had $5000 to put down. I have learned a lot about my friends and what family I have left over these 8 months and it’s unfortunately not a supportive group of people around me. I have spent many off night in a dark place in my mind fighting for a tomorrow, believing there is some heavenly plan, just something to give me hope. My values are seriously taking a back seat with me asking (begging) for help like this, but I have tried every avenue and turned over every cushion and have not found anything. Do you believe in second chances? I have always been a “pay it forward” type and now I find myself in that need.