Just a breath of fresh air.
Asking for help can be hard sometimes, as we have become so use to worrying about what people think about you, This can stop us from doing a great amount of things in our lives.
Here is my call for help, Not for me. For my Parents
My parents have not had it easy, there has been one challenge after another. Yes we get through them but the question of when is it their times to live. To not have to worry where dinner will be coming from that evening. Not having to worry about how to provide for me.
I am still young i have my life ahead of me, Problems to solve, mistakes to make.
Unfortunately you get to a stage where there will not be enough time to earn what you need in old age.
We have always gotten through the problems we had at that stage, this time it feels different, they need a break, a gap, just a month or two of finding a job, of not losing the car, not losing our home.
That is my ask. not millions but hundreds to get through this next month, any amount can help a month of not being scared. Scared is a careful way of putting it. Petrified . Terrified
My parents are rocks, seeing them this way is not the way life is supposed to be.