I’m a university student with multiple mental illnesses (both inherited from family, and issue caused by neglect and emotional abuse during my entire childhood) and a couple of physical issues (such as asthma, which is very bad in the current situation that the world is in) making it very difficult for me to acquire a job for myself during this time. This has resulted in me now not being able to pay my rent (I rent a very small apartment far away from my family so that I can attend my university, and seeing as I am too traumatized to ever want to move back home I don’t know what I would do if I would be forced to do so) and also not being able to buy food for myself.
The past few weeks I have been living off of the less than 1 usd that I own, resulting in me just making do with what I have had at home (mostly just plain rice, pasta, or an egg if I felt like making something with some flavor). I have cried multiple times over just a plate of plain spaghetti due to the guilt it caused me to eat just about anything, and at this point I just feel guilty whenever I’m hungry because I can’t afford to buy more food whenever I run out (which is going to be soon, I’m afraid).
My family has never made much money from working, and I cannot get financial help from them due to this even if I wanted. All my friends are also students, which means their financial situation isn’t the best either, so they’re in no position to help me out. Any financial aid that I have looked into is not something I can get in my position, and I am now running out of options.
At this point, just about anything would help. My rent each month is at 580 usd, and for food I will be able to make use of just about anything that I am able to get that doesn’t need to go to my rent.
I may seem privileged and in no position to ask for help, but none of the above information has been even the slightest bit overly dramatic or blown out of proportion. Just yesterday I cried over the fact that a couple of my friends gave me some leftover spinach from a picnic, and I truly wish I was joking.
I’m Emma, and I’m in desperate need for help. I don’t want to starve, and I don’t know what else to do.