Homeless in 48 hours

I’ve lived a very domino effect kind of life. It’s like some evil person pushed that first domino when I was born, and I have been doomed ever since. Asking for help has never been something that was easy to do for me. The feeling of shame mixed with other feelings can prevent anyone from reaching for help, but I do believe that at some point everyone needs someone. The question is what if you do not have Anyone? Not having someone can turn a simple request for assistance that you would normally ask of your Mom, Dad, Auntie, or Uncle etc., into a desperate plea for assistance online to complete strangers.

While I would love to take you back to 1984 when I was born and give you the full story, I’ll save that for the book I am currently writing. I will keep this as short sweet and relevant as possible. My life has been rough, I am not a victim though. I graduated from college and have always kept decent jobs and I have prided myself on being able to live independently and what would be successful in some people’s eyes. If I am doing well, I never really have to face the hurtful fact that I have no one, because I never need anyone. However, I know that at this moment someone is needed, and I am hoping that someone is reading this.

This is titled “Homeless in 48 hours” because I will literally be homeless in 48 hours. I was working in I.T. for a hospital system when they decided to lay me off. Then the dominos started falling and I haven’t been able to catch up since. My car was repossessed. My first repossession in my entire 33 years of living. I stayed positive and got a new job rather quickly but when you are living paycheck to paycheck, even one week can throw your entire life on track. I have never been without a car since I have been 17 years old. I have been playing the game of catch up since starting my new job and that game has finally caught up with me. I am getting evicted from my home for 3 months of back rent and all the fees associated that total about $3000.

I have NOONE else to ask. I sit in a daze wondering if only 300 people could let me borrow $10….or if 150 people could let me borrow $20. But who can I ask for this?! My mother and father are deceased, and I was adopted. There is no family. It is just me as it has always been. The only difference this time is I cannot just pack my car up with my things and stay here and there till I get another place. There is no car this time. If there is anyone out there who can help me right now, I am asking for your help. I never have asked anyone including the government for assistance my entire life. I know you do not owe me anything, but I am swallowing my pride and crying out for help because I do not want to be on the street.

I have an eviction notice giving me 48 hours to get out. I have no car to even move. I know only one person in this entire city and they tried to get an apartment for me and was declined. I swallowed my pride even harder and went to one of the community action places in the city and they told me that during the time I was laid off getting unemployment I made about $80 too much for the month to receive assistance. I used to think I missed out on many things because I didn’t know how to ask. Now my life is on the line and I am asking you please if you can help me, I will break my neck to make it back up to you.