Hello, and thank you for any attention to this. I am at a very low point in my life. I have always been generous to those around me, and I am asking for those with means to please help my family. My story is a bit long, and my needs are overwhelming me to the point where I have in the back of my mind prayed for death so my family would get my insurance money to help with all we need.
Years ago, my husband suffered a debilitating heart attack, and has been on disability. I have been the primary breadwinner for 20 years. I put myself through school and raised two children, all while working 2, sometimes 3 jobs and taking care of him. We lost 4 children to miscarriage, and have just had more than our share of what life has had to dish out. Even in the darkness, I was always the one who was there for others. What goes around doesn’t always come around, at least not in my case. Sure, like some, I have made financial mistakes, but I’ve always been the responsible one, not above working 2 jobs to “make it.”
No pity party, I’m just asking for help, just praying for a “do-over.” I work full time, but just cannot seem to carry everything. I know there are SO many more people who are deserving of help and money, but I plead with anyone who is in the position to help us, please help.
We have a house that is in much need of repair (new roof, new gutters, internal plaster work). My husband and I had a time of separation, where he acrued a lot of debt. He refinanced the house at least twice. We cannot afford a roof and it is over 20 years old. I also have student loans, private loans, my car has 190,000 miles on it, and I am still helping support one of my adult children (He does work part-time). He is a great kid and wants to help, but is also not financially able. I truly feel like a piece of s#!t for even asking for help. I know so many people deserve so much more than I do, but why not me? I am a nurse. I have watched friends die of Covid, I have been the one taking care of your loved ones who were in the hospital or nursing homes and couldn’t have visitors. I’ve seen too many deaths, and am emotionally and physically recovering. I’ve come home with bruises on my face from the masks I had to wear for 12 hour shifts. I have always had a heart of compassion and of love. I am just asking for the same, just once in my life…a do-over. I don’t know what else to do but appeal to the kindness of strangers.
I’ve even gone as far as to sell my clothes and household items, I have never purchased anything new, always from Goodwill or the like. My depression is to the point where I don’t even see a point. I don’t see an end. No light at the end of the tunnel. The things I need done and the debt I am in are smothering me.
In a nutshell, we owe 120K on the house, I figure 10K for a roof and gutters, 30K on school loans, etc., whatever the price of a used car, and now you see why I feel hopeless. So, if you find it in your heart, even $1, $5, anything will help us see that glimmer of hope. Thank you for reading, and if nothing else, I hope something good happens to YOU today :)