Hello. My name is Serena, I’m 18, and I’m a senior in high school. I live in a small ranch home in a small town with my parents and my best friend, whom we took in after she was abandoned (for drugs) just before we started freshman year. We have three cats and two rats, and we are dog lovers but can’t have one ourselves, so we dogsit sometimes.
As for myself… I am a lot of different things. Beginning with the good news, I am a woman of several talents, as most people tell me. I’ve been playing piano for 13 years, I sing, I write music sometimes, I am an artist that enjoys creating a plethora of different types of works, and, as it may already be evident, I am a writer. English teachers have praised my abilities and used my writing as examples for the entire class. I do particularly well in persuasive writing. By the end of this, you may agree with those English teachers. I, however, cannot and have not made any attempts to boast about anything. I’m not that type of person.
The bad news is the most plentiful. Starting with the beginning of my life, my mother had a kidney transplant when I was three, and the illness leading up to that and the transplant itself created a lot of stress within her and my dad. This caused them to verbally and physically abuse me (I’m an only child) in the early years of my life. That is much different now and I know for a fact that my parents never, ever meant to truly hurt me, but I don’t have the connection with them that I should. I have little trust that they will not hurt me if I talk about how I feel with them. Speaking of which…
Depression and anxiety runs in all parts of my family. Unfortunately I got the short end of the stick; my little gift basket of mood disorders is chronic and severe, and I have a medical diagnosis of that. I had 12 weeks of intensive treatment for my depression in 2020, which was a life-changer for me. Though I was enlightened, and I continue to be, I still struggle very very much. Most recently I’ve been having an issue with a medication dosage, which caused a public seizure at a school dance, hallucinations, and extreme shakiness and weakness in all parts of my body. It wasn’t until I’d experienced all of these things abundantly that my psychiatrist decided that it was the medication, even though we’ve been trying to tell them that for months. Those symptoms, on top of all the other symptoms I have on a regular basis, along with very serious family issues involving my grandparents and my uncle dying of long-term alcoholism, have caused this entire school semester to become the worst few months of my life. I have a history of self-harm from the past but have been clean for over a year; somehow I’ve managed to avoid that completely. I think it’s a lack of tools.
I have also been having serious digestive issues recently because my depression makes it very difficult to eat regularly. Now I am at the stage of malnutrition which is very painful. For months I have been in a constant state of uneasiness.
As you may have guessed, money is my biggest concern. I am not capable of working right now (I have tried and failed), and I can barely even keep up with my school work. I am NOT someone that likes to ask for anything, much less a large sum of money, but… I don’t have many options left at this point. I have all my basic necessities and more, but what I don’t have is a paved road for my future. With no money at all, I can’t hope of finishing my basement apartment or fixing the many problems with our 70+ year old house with just my diabetic father and 75 year old grandfather with Leukemia; I can’t hope of ever having what I need to bring my symptoms to a minimum (while still being within reason, as I have been educated about during treatment and I know what that entails) so that I can continue to do what I love… write, make games, play games for experience and inspiration, create art, hang out with friends and family more, and design the perfect living space for myself. That itself takes a lot of thought and consideration, and it seems impossible because I don’t have the mental, emotional, or physical energy to fund myself and my plethora of projects having to do with remodeling.
What I would do with the money is not necessarily spend it, but invest it. For years I have been researching the exchange of stocks, foreign currency, and cryptocurrency, but never had the funds to go through with any plan that I had made. Making this investment would make a key change in my mood and attitude, seeing as I will know that I have something to work with. That I’m not completely lost or hopeless.
I hope my story has inspired you in many more ways than those involving money. I also hope that I have made myself clear and made sense as to why I need said money. Now… I do not like to ask for things, as I’ve said before, so… as for a requested sum, I would say someplace between $1000 and $5000 is more than enough. I am quite aware that money can’t buy me happiness, but I do know that it can buy me hope. Sometimes that hope is false, and those situations are life lessons that are necessary to have. Overall, I have a solid plan that I have been developing for quite awhile. Now, all I need is the funds.
Thank you so, so much for hearing me out.