Since October 2024, I have been struggling with health issues as well as my past living conditions in my old apartment.  I had to leave my old apartment because I developed multiple health problems and brought a deep burden to my mother, who is deeply struggling to make ends meet.  I need to tell my brief story about how I lived in my old apartment before moving into my mother’s house and now briefly living in my smaller apartment due to struggling to pay monthly rent.

I first moved into my old apartment in May 2006, when the complex was brand new. I was fired from my job at the Navy Exchange as a civilian for two and a half years and later as a Mitigation Worker for FEMA for one week. I was forced to move out of my mother’s mobile home and move to another town to live in an apartment.  As I moved there, my mother could not afford to drive back and forth as a teacher in a small town, so she had to retire and get a job where I now live.  She became a Case Manager and Dorm Mother for the Hope Village for Children.  I went to college and got a job at the Boys and Girls Club.  I found myself taking a job as a Sample Giver for three days at Sam’s Club, which led to losing my job at the Boys and Girls Club.  After I graduated from college and unemployed in 2008, things turned into turmoil.

In June 2008, I was using my computer, cooking chicken, and calling my mother to show up as she was still at work.  Later that night, I heard a knock on my door and it was a young guy with an acned face who wanted to use a telephone book and wanted my name.  I didn’t give him my real name and I slowly closed my entry door and went into my laundry room to get a telephone.  When I gave my telephone book to him, he slammed and choked me down hard on the carpet floor as I screamed for my life.  He covered my face as he prayed over me as he didn’t want me to see him. My glasses were broken.  He began dragging me to my room as I tried not to go into my room by putting my right foot on the edge of the living room wall.  He jerked my right leg from the edge of the wall and dragged me to my bedroom to throw me on the bed.  As I kept rolling off my bed, he kept throwing me on the bed until I rolled down to the carpet floor.  He quickly dropped all the clothes he was wearing in my apartment and grabbed my head to shove his privates into my throat.  He pulled my hair, choked my neck, and threw me on the bed again as I still slipped from the bed to the carpet floor.  The guy was schizophrenic and I was deeply shaken with great pain and fear for my life late at night.  He sexually assaulted me so much that I hated the fact that I opened my apartment door.  I was so mixed with emotions that I forced him to get on my bed as he was completely naked and I still had on my bloody yellow shirt and black stretch pants.  One of my shoes was knocked off due to the edge of the wall I was pulling in the living room.  I wanted to leave my bedroom, but he counted to ten multiple times and grabbed my hair to throw my face, and forced me to open my mouth to suck his privates.  After an hour and a half, I heard my mother entering the door, he got up as I tried to stand in his way. I turned on the bedroom light and my mother became angry as she tried to attack him.  He had on his white tank shirt, grabbed my mother’s purse and my phone, and ran out my apartment door.  She called 911 and I had to be taken to the emergency room.  I had to take multiple medications and give my bloody clothes after I looked in the mirror at my blooded scarred face. I had to wear my mother’s clothes because I didn’t have any clothes to fit.  I had been traumatized by that incident for life, which caused me to not be normal.  I had to report everything to the Police Department, although I felt semiconscious and had to tell my story.  I also had to get counseling for my mental trauma and having physical pain and crying spells. I was afraid to let anyone in my life, so I decided to make myself useless because I didn’t want to get hurt by other men.

As years followed, I became dependent on my mother until I became disabled.  I fell into work-at-home jobs and a cult that I thought was going to benefit me, but I got scammed and became broke.  I had gotten physical therapy on my right knee and later decided to get surgery before getting surgery on my right middle ear.  I had surgery on my left middle ear when I was in college because of a perforated eardrum.  By then, I started having multiple surgeries on both of my middle ears due to having been diagnosed with cholesteatoma. Everyone in my family felt hurt and disappointed in this situation I was placed in.

Fast-forward to my apartment living situation, I was trying to recuperate from traumatic injuries and arranging furniture in my apartment.  I found it hard to make ends meet financially and my mother and father were divorced before this assault and injuries had happened.  I was entering online surveys and entering sweepstakes and hoping to get financial help, but I kept having bad luck.  I became the only family member who has never had a life-long job, not having friends to talk to, and no traveling around the world.  I became completely helpless, disabled, isolated, and financially struggling.  My health had taken a drastic term with my apartment living problems.

About my apartment situation, multiple landlords replaced in office since the COVID-19 pandemic.  The maintenance situation became worse with fixes through appliances, plumbing, and carpeting. There were problems with standing water surrounding outdoors from my bedroom and terrace.  I started seeing multitudes of insects, reptiles, rodents, and bats as I began to have health issues. Mold, mildew, spores, and other situations had happened in my apartment, and it forced me to go to the emergency room multiple times until I had to have more surgeries.  My mother had to change multiple jobs because of problems with the pandemic and decided to work for the elderly.  She is also struggling to make ends meet with her house after paying it off and now she has to put in more money to place in cooling/heating, bathroom plumbing, storage, bedroom changes, kitchen appliances, and furniture.

I recently had a major abdominal surgery, which led me to have a total of eight surgeries in my lifetime.  I still have to recuperate while getting used to living in between homes with my mother and my new smaller and older apartment, which is half of a duplex.  I have a brother living in an apartment in another state far away, and he has a grown son who has a daughter living in the same state but in a far town.  My father lives in a small town where my brother and I grew up.  He needs a new modular house to live in, instead of living in a deteriorated mobile home. We are all struggling to make ends meet financially and need real help.

I would like to travel to see the world, meet new friends, and go sightseeing, as well as help my family financially with their expenses.  I am sending an honest request for $1 million.  Here is how much I want to put in my PayPal.me link:

paypal.me/pepperchestnut ($200,000).

Here is how much I want to put in my CashApp cashtag:

$Peppercat30 ($800,000)

I know that is way too much to ask, but I want it to be uncategorized because there are some categories I want to choose. I need help with housing rent, new housing appliances, furniture, medical bills, my mother’s car repairs, starting a business, traveling expenses, house remodeling, and transportation.  Please accept my honest request for my multiple suffering conditions. Thank you so much.