I am well aware that the predicament I’m in is very serious.
I lived with my sister to save money for rent and pay everything off. I had no debt. I saved $8,000.00!
It was time for me to move..
In August I moved into my own place. I had a great job and extra money “just in case”. Well “just in case” happened so fast. The money I saved did not last. I’ve never heard of a humerus before, until I fell as I lay on the floor. How long I’d be out, I had no clue, all I kept thinking is what am I going to do. Twenty weeks (including PT) took so long. My “just in case” money, wow was I wrong!
I worry about this day and night, I will not give up for this is my fight. I never thought in a million years, that I could have so many fears and tears. I don’t take this lightly not at all, I will pay it forward so another person will not fall. I’ve learned that “just in case” money is never a sure thing because you never know what life will bring.
Even though this is a poem not a letter, I have to hope my future can only get better. I know the property manager will not wait, my rent is almost 3 months late. I beg of you please don’t say no, otherwise I will have nowhere to go.
If I get help to catch up with my rent, I hope reading this poem means you know what I meant. When I wrote this I was asking for donations for rent but any money I had for rent went to almost $3000.00 that I had to borrow and now I’m waiting for reimbursements. As well as no money for my bipolar medicine which is fatal if you go cold turkey. Thank you!
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