Hope isn't lost (In limbo)

Hello, my name is Amber.

I just turned 19 a couple days ago.

It doesn't feel any different.

And this

is Holden, my other half.





We have been together for quite sometime now, and although not really the beginning of my battle with homelessness, nor his, we both decided to stick it out together.

It's very tough making a living on your own, especially when you grow up too fast, and are on your own before you really had a chance to be a teenager, or kid, in the first place.

Right now, I am stuck in limbo. It's been about 11 months (on and off) that I have been hotel hopping, to sleeping in a tent. We've slept under house porches, and on the rooftops of buildings. Even to sneaking in my best friends house and couch surfing for a few nights. I would finally be able to stay with someone for a couple weeks or months until I got myself together, but at the end of it all I would be left high and dry once more. Currently I'm allowed to stay at my parents house for the remaining two weeks I'm supposed to be here, but after that I'm booted again as I was before. (This isn't the first time I couldn't stay with them for long.)

I have finally found the opportunity to start anew. 

Be in a new state, and work in a better work area. 

I even finally have a house,

it's just in my grip.

I have a ride, set,

to go move up from Virginia to PA,

so that my other half may be able to live around and see his beautiful children.

So we can get the jobs we have waiting for us.

So we can finally live in a house, and stop the cycle.

Of constantly being homeless, and having seasonal homes. 

Scrounging for a dollar in change to buy a hot dog,

or trying to keep our phones on, to constantly feel safe and in contact with anyone around us. 

It's really hard to deal with this type of stress at this age..

and rely and lean on one another.

The only thing is--

the house we're trying to move into, although we're having other friends live there to help us all support eachother,

I need first months rent and the deposit.

We just want to start our lives, 

and its really a shame to see us have to struggle this hard to have

the same opportunity any one should

to not live on the street, 

and to make meals, 

and sleep in a bed.

We've sold everything we've had,

to keep a small storage unit

to keep the rest of the things we're too scared to get rid of,

because we lost so much already.

I am so set, and I can feel it in my grip.

But I don't want it to be sand slipping through my fingers.

I can't do this cycle, 

especially seeing the man I love,

that I want to give everything to,

suffer with me.

And I know he feels the same.

I keep praying, and I need a miracle.

It's crazy how alone you can feel,

when you give your all, 

and no one gives back.

So I have turned to this site,

to please ask for help.

Please someone, help me move into this place.

Me and my beloved,

just want to be safe, now.

We have 2 weeks and counting....