I ended up in my mother’s care as a result of my father relocating to the United States. He went in search of a better life.
During one of our phone conversations, my father asked me whether I shared his appreciation for the female genitalia. I offered honesty, and that resulted in me losing my dad. He told me he wanted nothing to do with me from that point onward.
While living with my mother, I never knew happiness. I suffered physical and verbal abuse at her hands, as well as at the hands of her husband, who had a propensity for striking terror in us through acts of violence.
The unpleasant experiences of my home life should have driven me to excel in school. Instead I became self-loathing, and I developed apathy towards my education. I was determined to finish high-school, though, because my parents did not. However, I neglected to adequately prepare for final exams, which is my GREATEST regret.
I finished high-school with a distinction in English Language, and I failed all of my other subjects. I didn’t show my face at the graduation ceremony, because I was embarrassed.
My mother discovered a letter that I had written to a guy, and she threatened to expose the contents to the guy’s mother, as well as to persons living in the neighborhood. I knew I wouldn’t have been able to endure the derision and shame. When my mother left to actualize her threat, I didn’t think twice; I left the house. I ran as fast as I could, leaving behind all of my belongings [clothing & important documents], which have since been destroyed.
After I was taken in by a former classmate, a severe decline in my health landed me in hospital in August of 2021. That was when I learned that one of my fears had materialized. I tested positive for an incurable disease, which I would prefer to not call by name.
Although I was discharged after my ten-day stay, I was still in dire straits. The doctors underscored the need for round-the-clock assistance until my full recuperation. However, after I told him of my diagnosis, my former classmate and long-time friend quickly severed ties with me, leaving me for dead in an apartment which he knew I could not afford.
Being diseased, unemployable, clothesless, and without the ability to pay my rent gave rise to thoughts of self-harm. I scoured the internet, looking for ways and means by which I could swiftly and painlessly untether myself from corporeal reality.
But owing to the remarkable selflessness of a friend — my one and only friend — I am still here. My friend, who left for China in 2017 to attend university, has been using the stipend he receives from the Chinese government to sustain me and pay for my rent. This has been the case since September of 2021.
Unfortunately, because my friend’s time in China is coming to a close in July, he will no longer be receiving a stipend. I am, once again, faced with homelessness.
My friend is confident that attaining a high-paying job as an English teacher will accompany the acquisition of his Bachelor’s degree. If that prediction comes to fruition, he will furnish me with the means [funds & clothing] to return to school, so I can become empowered and work towards self-sufficiency.
He thought he was going to receive the degree in June or July. But a member of faulty informed him that he would receive it in October after the university [Tianjin University] reopens on the 13th of August.
All I need is for someone to be gracious enough to provide me with the means to pay my rent at the end of July, August, and September. My rent is 1200 a month. And your generosity will also provide nourishment to my body, while I continue taking my medications.
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