Where do I even begin… I’m sure you all have heard the saying “Good things happen to bad people and bad things happen to good people.” Well this phrase is the definition of my entire life. I can honestly say that every decision I make is for the sole purpose of making everyone around me happy. I can’t recall a time I have ever done anything to hurt anyone with the intention of doing so. That being said it seems that although my kindness is unmatched, I could very well have the worst luck in the history of luck. Besides my entire life being one disaster after the other let’s get to the more recent specifics about why you are reading this plea for help. I am a disabled veteran who is struggling to survive in this current America. Since being discharged (honorably) from the United States Air Force things have been extremely difficult for me in adjusting to civilian life and for me to just take care of my basic needs. Sometimes I feel as if my country turned its back on me and just left me to fend for myself in an ever-failing environment. After being told by many doctors I couldn’t carry a child to term much less get pregnant, after being told I had a miscarriage months ago, I most recently found out by another medical professional I am still indeed pregnant. I am now almost 6 months pregnant, unable to work due to my many physical ailments, because of this inability to work I am practically homeless (living couch to couch) paying what rent I can when I can, my car just broke down hours away from home and I’m sure has since been impounded, and I currently cant even get to the doctor, pay for food, heck I can’t pay for much of anything right now. The father of my unborn child was the primary caregiver but walked out on me when we thought I had a miscarriage (which was brought on by his severe physical abuse). I’m not very upset about the last sentence even though it has landed me in serious financial hardship and I’m in no rush to find him and tell him “surprise surprise theres a baby still brewing.” By the way, the hospital that told me I had a miscarriage is rated the 6th worst hospital in America, so I’m not all that surprised. Anyways, my goals are to get into stable housing, buy a car, and have everything ready for my baby boy to get here by the beginning of 2021. Thanks for your consideration and time. I promise any help sent my way WILL be paid forward.