I have nowhere else to turn!
I have always been independent, I have always had big goals and I was working towards them. After I graduated High School I went to a Community College for 2 years where I completed an Associate Degree in Hospitality and Tourism Management, major in Food and Beverage Management with Extra Credits in Sustainable Tourism after which I attended a vocational institution to study Marketing and Promotion. During which time I was an entrepreneur rearing chickens, pigs, selling baked goods and whatever products I could think of, up to that point I was never ever broke. My goal then was to open my very own restaurant and I wanted to have hands on knowledge of Food and Beverage production as well as how to market and promote my venture to customers and investors. However during my second module at school my father who was working overseas at the time said that he wanted the family to be together and so I deferred from school and he arranged for the care of my animals, equipment, the family home and everything in it. All of this I accomplished at 17! When my mom and I got there we had a work permit but no real job, I worked very hard when I had the opportunity to but wasn’t paid, that was the beginning of life in a third world foreign country. I begun looking for work elsewhere and got a job at a supermarket, on my interview I was told that although I am over qualified for the post I would be starting on basic salary $7.70 per hour working 45 hours a week. My job required heavy lifting, pushing and pulling, cutting, labelling. These were all things I used to pay people to do for me. Not long after I sustained an injury at work, I cut my finger very badly, I had to be rushed to the hospital where I got 7 stitches. Not long after that I developed Bursitis from the constant lifting. I was unable to work for sometime and although the company policy states that I should be compensated for monies spent as a result of the injuries that never happened. Needless to say as a foreigner the government department in charge of labor did nothing but report everything I tried to enquire of back to my employers. I tried to ask my supervisor and the HR manager for a transfer to a department that is less strenuous but they told me that “every department is as strenuous”. Things got worse, the department bully threatened me and I tried to report it to the authorities but my attempts were thwarted by the security guard, instead he sent me to the HR Manager and I was transferred effective immediately to another department. I later found out that I was bullied by this girl because she was told about how I aced the entrance tests and about my educational background by her sister that had sat in on my interview which I did know that they were related let alone that she felt threatened by me. My problems continued to worsen, while trying to retrieve an item from the top shelf I suffered a subluxation and was unable to work for quite some time, I had to pay for treatments and other things including physical therapy out of pocket as I ran out of insurance and was told by the HR Manager that “You kept referring this as an ‘injury at work’ and I got the opinion that you were somewhat blaming the company. This was merely an accident…you subsequently tried to reach for an item and your arm partly dislocated itself. This was an accident, and not an instruction that was given to you directly.” Even though my doctor report stated that my subluxation was inevitable and resulted from the bursitis that I had developed I had to foot the bill and had to return to work and I was issued a warning for excessive sickness and they threatened to fire me. As a result my query only led to more problems and I was constantly picked on. Things at home started to change, my dad’s behavior changed drastically, he began to accuse my mom of having an affair, he tried to get her fired and wanted her to be deported, whenever I tried to have a say in the matter I was verbally abused and he threatened me with physical violence, none of this made any sense to me and as a result I fell ill at work on several occasions and was diagnosed with Clinical Depression. To mask my pain I begun wearing makeup and became very good at it against my fathers wishes. Things at work kept getting worse and things at home kept getting worse, in my attempts to avoid the expletives, arguments and verbal abuse, I did not use the kitchen or Bathroom facilities while he was there which meant days without a home cooked meal, or standing under the shower. I would catch large containers of water whenever he was out and would use a bucket as the toilet, I would empty it when he left and I used to brush my teeth when I got to work. Things at home kept getting worse, the things we left back home are all gone, his friends stole them, my animals were given to his brother, all my equipment gone! He threatened to kill us, I had to call the police and we were urged to leave for our safety, we secretly found an apartment for rent and I used my savings accounts to pay our deposit and rent for the apartment we found and I closed another savings account and paid my dads rent and all his bills. After we left he did not stop, he stalked us, punctured our car tires, spread lies and rumors about my mom and me, my relatives do not talk to my mom and me, he told those same lies to our religious community and they believed him as well. My mom and I were trying our best to pay our rent, our bills, and feed ourselves barely living from pay cheque to pay cheque. In the end after 4 1/2 years my work permit was not renewed and my position was terminated in 2022. After which I acquired employment with a popular fast food chain which lasted a few months as I spoke out about improper food handling among other issues. We had to get a restraining order against my dad, my part of the restraining order only lasts for one year which expired in August of this year during which he tried to run me off the road with a truck while I was on my way to work. I could not work in an environment where I was seeing people drop bread and still serve it to customers, fake temperatures to avoid paying for equipment repairs, serve customers 4 day old vegetables that they washed the slime off of and so much more very very wrong things and not speak about them, In the end my position was terminated last month and I was told that I am not the right fit. We recently found out that my dads behavior towards us was all because he was having an affair with a woman who promised him citizenship through marriage and so that is why he mistreated and abandoned his wife and only child. Now some people who once ignored us have started to come around, others have apologized but the damage has already been done, I am still depressed, we do not have a home to return to in our home country as he threatened to kill us, I have serious abandonment and trust issues, I am very stressed, I am in therapy as a resullt of the depression and feeling hopeless. I am now unemployed with unpaid hospital bills, with many plans and dreams on hold not because I did not try but because I trusted and believed in the person that is supposed to protect and keep me safe but was betrayed. I do not have a home to return to or anything back home at all, he now controls everything back home with his friends. I am now 24 years old, I am a good person, I am honest and I have a good heart. I would love to leave this country, I would love to get the opportunity to see the world, I have never had a real vacation, I have never stayed in a hotel, I would like to experience that, I would like to open my restaurant, I would love to continue my education starting with a Bachelors in Human Resource Management because of how poorly I have been treated and disadvantaged in the workplace and then a Masters in Business, I would love to own a functional vehicle, I would love to own my very own house. I would love to live in the United States of America it was and will always be my oldest dream, I am afraid of ‘Love, of people trying to get close to me, I don’t know who to trust’ I would love to have a healthy relationship, I would like to be happy, to be mentally and emotionally stable, financially secure and spiritually healthy. I have never asked for help, I have never begged in my life, but right now my mom and I are literally in a box in a foreign country with nowhere to turn and continuously being disadvantaged. I want to close this chapter of my life, I want to pick up where I left off with my goals. I want to make something of my life, I do not want to be just another statistic. I promised the officer that took my statement that I would not repeat some of these things but I need help. Please, please, please help me, I will put your contributions to good use and I will continue to be the genuine soul that I am. Please help us.
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