I’m not asking for a luxurious life. I just ask for the chance to live with dignity and not lose the last roof over my head.
My life changed dramatically after my mother died. I was left with financial responsibilities and debts that overwhelmed me. The home I had, my only shelter, was lost because of financial problems and payments I could no longer afford.
I had to sell the apartment to pay the financial obligations and avoid an even worse situation. With the money I got, I paid debts, creditors, expenses and other obligations. The money ran out, and I was left without the house I lived in.
Today I’m renting. I work in the medical system, in an emergency department, and I try to keep my life going and do my duty at work despite all the hardships.
Unfortunately, a large part of my income is hit by garnishments and other financial obligations. After all the deductions, it’s extremely hard for me to cover rent, maintenance, electricity and daily expenses.
I’m not asking for money for luxury nor do I expect anyone to buy me a house. Right now I need help for something much simpler and more urgent: to be able to pay rent and bills, to have the certainty that I won’t lose the place I’m staying in now.
Any donation, no matter the amount, would help me get through this difficult period. Even a small help can mean a paid bill or a secured month of rent.
It was hard for me to reach the point where I tell my story publicly and ask for help from people I don’t know. But sometimes life puts you in a situation where you have to set aside shame and ask for a helping hand.
Thank you to everyone who chooses to read my story, support me or simply give me a chance.
I don’t want pity. I just want the chance to get back on my feet.
