Help me and the kitty move out!
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Hello! My name's Jess and I'm currently just turned 20, living alone in a flat with my one beloved cat Clawhauser. My story is long and it's taken every bit of courage and defeat within me to make this page, for fear I wouldn't be taken seriously or people would throw out the typical "go get a job" routine :{ I also have high-functioning Aspergers Syndrome, which is a condition on the autistic spectrum, which can make things like change, worry and big events extremely stressful and upsetting for me when things aren't "just so".
After many things going wrong, life's stresses getting to their absolute limit and much cohersing from my lovely friends, I've decided to cave and make this campaign because I am SO DONE!
And I want to stress, this is NOT my first resort. People that know me will know I've been crawling along with problem after problem after problem hitting me, and I never reached out for help for all of this time, I just tried to get on with it myself and plod along without assistance. I feel so bad having to make one of these, but I'm hoping my humility will save my soul in this scenario now!
Also because (believe it or not) I've been needlessly criticised on some social medias for "not seeking legal help" and looking into getting the rest of my tenancy's payment cut off for tenant neglect - c'mon those people do you really think I'm that stupid?! Of course I'm looking into legalities and such, to get the £2520 knocked off the goal would make reaching it 10x faster! It takes a lot of courage to ask for help in this manner, so please don't blindly assume and spread hatred in my time of need. This statement is not aimed at those who were suggesting this idea to me kindly and helpfully, only those that were (publicly) slating me for it.
Moving on :|
EDIT^ £2520 KNOCKED OFF, SEE UPDATES
I will try and keep this as brief and concise as I can so it strays off the sob story path whilst still getting my point across. I've got so much going on in my life right now, including (in date order earliest to most recent)-
• being 220+ miles away from my family, of which some members are not well and sometimes in hospital
• just coming out of a physically abusive relationship, in which the abuse was going on for about 6 months or even more, I daren't remember
• Losing entitlement to my DLA after my PIP assessment letter got lost during the move to this flat late last year, meaning I didn't attend the mandatory appointment I didn't know I had so I missed it. I used this money to pay all of my bills
• Aftermath of the abusive relationship bringing on several, if not all of the symptoms of Anxiety disorder, and some symptoms of Depression (campaign will be updated after Thursday once I've seen the doctors for analysis), these symptoms sometimes excasibating the Aspergers condition as well
• My beloved elderly kitty Clawey, that I rescued as a stray off the street was diagnosed with kidney disease, leaving me heartbroken but determined to make these last years the best of his life.
• Moving from JSA to ESA, leaving me temporarily without all money until that's complete
• Being swamped in expensive phone company debts and debts to friends, and being too emotionally unstable to be employed at the moment (hence the ESA move)
• and finally, the main picture - on July 3rd, my 20th birthday, my ceiling collapsing after a burst pipe upstairs brought gallons upon gallons of water pouring down onto my flat and soaking my belongings, breaking my TV and my Xbox as well as destroying a very large and very rare cardboard display from the Disney movie Zootropolis, which I had up on eBay at the time for a large amount of money that was going to help me escape my debts.
SO. What does this all have to do with moving out? I thought it would be convenient to give everybody a bit on my backstory and how severely down on my luck I am right now.
After the ceiling cave, I was honestly 1000% done with everything by this point. Right at the end of my tether, with issues with this flat (which I'll get to), and things going wrong in life, that I wanted to quit. My friends reassured me things would be alright, and convinced me to seek help, medical attention for my mental health needs, and now some financial support to help ease the stress.
I'll move on now to say everything that is wrong with this flat and why I really don't want to live here anymore-
• damages to the property that "would be fixed before we moved in" still haven't been touched 6 months later, despite me reporting these issues three times.
• MICE. LOTS OF MICE. again, nothing done about it
• the bad memories to my old relationship living here brings; having the Zootropolis display helped me, as it made the room feel different from when I was being abused, but my lounge now it's been destroyed is already making me feel dodgy going in there, as it's reminding me of the things I went through before. I don't want to live in the same property I was abused in, of course!
• I don't like my area, I'm always STAAAARED at by the men next door whenever I leave my flat or sometimes through my own kitchen window, which doesn't make me feel comfortable as a young single woman living on her own. Not to mention that they sometimes throw huge parties in their establishment and blare loud music til upwards of 3am on these nights. The reports to the council don't really do anything long-lasting.
• and of course, the issue with the ceiling collapsing was the last straw for me. They wouldn't put me and Clawey in temp accomodation when the flat was unsafe to walk around in, they've been blunt and insincere about my situation, and I don't believe I'll even get any compensation for my damaged and broken items in the disaster. I feel like they'll just dodge around it or try and argue with me. I won't be able to defend myself or get what I'm entitled to if they do this, as my Aspergers makes these official conversations hard for me to make and for fear of messing up, I wouldn't try and argue my point with them.
Moving out of this flat to a new place would mean so, so much to me. It would feel like a fresh start, starting over in the aftermath of everything that's hit me. 2016 has been the absolute worst year of my life so far for me. With this move, me and Clawey could begin the next chapter in our lives somewhere new. It would be the final breath of fresh air after being under water for the last 6 months with no positive results from our patience whatsoever!
Every single little donation from the teeniest to the largest means the absolute world to me. I really want to move out as soon as possible and get my life back on track, release a huge stress off my chest and mind, and hopefully be back into work again once my mental health has improved and I'm in a more stable and happy environment. Living alone can make me feel so isolated and it has taken a lot for me to break that pseudo bubble of isolation and make this campaign asking, as humbly and simply as I can, for your help.
What'll the money cover?
• A deposit, admin fee etc for the new place (admin fee was collected on PayPal, deposit is £400)
• A moving van for my belongings which I'll estimate at the price of the previous moving van, £100
• Some extra coverage for myself, to cover any additional emergency payments regarding the move (as they always seem to appear), money for food for me and Clawey, bills and additional debts, extra bits and bobs like that. £200
I hate to be doing this but at this point, I literally don't know what options I have left, I refuse to live here now. It's nothing but bad memories and is falling apart around me, I must move on but I, unfortunately, must ask for help. Thanks so much everyone who shares, helps and donates, I'll make a video if I reach my goal shouting out everyone that helped, and try and draw a picture for every single individual that helps once I'm more stable.
Thank you♡
Images included are-
• My kitty Clawey who means the world to me
• My rare and expensive 30" Disney's Bolt plush toy, imported from the USA, that got very dirty and damaged from the flood water (thank you to the friends that suggested the ideas to make him white again!)
• My Xbox in the state that it's in now (not a fault with my TV, as this was tested with two TVs and garnered the same result)
If any more images are required feel free to ask!
After many things going wrong, life's stresses getting to their absolute limit and much cohersing from my lovely friends, I've decided to cave and make this campaign because I am SO DONE!
And I want to stress, this is NOT my first resort. People that know me will know I've been crawling along with problem after problem after problem hitting me, and I never reached out for help for all of this time, I just tried to get on with it myself and plod along without assistance. I feel so bad having to make one of these, but I'm hoping my humility will save my soul in this scenario now!
Also because (believe it or not) I've been needlessly criticised on some social medias for "not seeking legal help" and looking into getting the rest of my tenancy's payment cut off for tenant neglect - c'mon those people do you really think I'm that stupid?! Of course I'm looking into legalities and such, to get the £2520 knocked off the goal would make reaching it 10x faster! It takes a lot of courage to ask for help in this manner, so please don't blindly assume and spread hatred in my time of need. This statement is not aimed at those who were suggesting this idea to me kindly and helpfully, only those that were (publicly) slating me for it.
Moving on :|
EDIT^ £2520 KNOCKED OFF, SEE UPDATES
I will try and keep this as brief and concise as I can so it strays off the sob story path whilst still getting my point across. I've got so much going on in my life right now, including (in date order earliest to most recent)-
• being 220+ miles away from my family, of which some members are not well and sometimes in hospital
• just coming out of a physically abusive relationship, in which the abuse was going on for about 6 months or even more, I daren't remember
• Losing entitlement to my DLA after my PIP assessment letter got lost during the move to this flat late last year, meaning I didn't attend the mandatory appointment I didn't know I had so I missed it. I used this money to pay all of my bills
• Aftermath of the abusive relationship bringing on several, if not all of the symptoms of Anxiety disorder, and some symptoms of Depression (campaign will be updated after Thursday once I've seen the doctors for analysis), these symptoms sometimes excasibating the Aspergers condition as well
• My beloved elderly kitty Clawey, that I rescued as a stray off the street was diagnosed with kidney disease, leaving me heartbroken but determined to make these last years the best of his life.
• Moving from JSA to ESA, leaving me temporarily without all money until that's complete
• Being swamped in expensive phone company debts and debts to friends, and being too emotionally unstable to be employed at the moment (hence the ESA move)
• and finally, the main picture - on July 3rd, my 20th birthday, my ceiling collapsing after a burst pipe upstairs brought gallons upon gallons of water pouring down onto my flat and soaking my belongings, breaking my TV and my Xbox as well as destroying a very large and very rare cardboard display from the Disney movie Zootropolis, which I had up on eBay at the time for a large amount of money that was going to help me escape my debts.
SO. What does this all have to do with moving out? I thought it would be convenient to give everybody a bit on my backstory and how severely down on my luck I am right now.
After the ceiling cave, I was honestly 1000% done with everything by this point. Right at the end of my tether, with issues with this flat (which I'll get to), and things going wrong in life, that I wanted to quit. My friends reassured me things would be alright, and convinced me to seek help, medical attention for my mental health needs, and now some financial support to help ease the stress.
I'll move on now to say everything that is wrong with this flat and why I really don't want to live here anymore-
• damages to the property that "would be fixed before we moved in" still haven't been touched 6 months later, despite me reporting these issues three times.
• MICE. LOTS OF MICE. again, nothing done about it
• the bad memories to my old relationship living here brings; having the Zootropolis display helped me, as it made the room feel different from when I was being abused, but my lounge now it's been destroyed is already making me feel dodgy going in there, as it's reminding me of the things I went through before. I don't want to live in the same property I was abused in, of course!
• I don't like my area, I'm always STAAAARED at by the men next door whenever I leave my flat or sometimes through my own kitchen window, which doesn't make me feel comfortable as a young single woman living on her own. Not to mention that they sometimes throw huge parties in their establishment and blare loud music til upwards of 3am on these nights. The reports to the council don't really do anything long-lasting.
• and of course, the issue with the ceiling collapsing was the last straw for me. They wouldn't put me and Clawey in temp accomodation when the flat was unsafe to walk around in, they've been blunt and insincere about my situation, and I don't believe I'll even get any compensation for my damaged and broken items in the disaster. I feel like they'll just dodge around it or try and argue with me. I won't be able to defend myself or get what I'm entitled to if they do this, as my Aspergers makes these official conversations hard for me to make and for fear of messing up, I wouldn't try and argue my point with them.
Moving out of this flat to a new place would mean so, so much to me. It would feel like a fresh start, starting over in the aftermath of everything that's hit me. 2016 has been the absolute worst year of my life so far for me. With this move, me and Clawey could begin the next chapter in our lives somewhere new. It would be the final breath of fresh air after being under water for the last 6 months with no positive results from our patience whatsoever!
Every single little donation from the teeniest to the largest means the absolute world to me. I really want to move out as soon as possible and get my life back on track, release a huge stress off my chest and mind, and hopefully be back into work again once my mental health has improved and I'm in a more stable and happy environment. Living alone can make me feel so isolated and it has taken a lot for me to break that pseudo bubble of isolation and make this campaign asking, as humbly and simply as I can, for your help.
What'll the money cover?
• A deposit, admin fee etc for the new place (admin fee was collected on PayPal, deposit is £400)
• A moving van for my belongings which I'll estimate at the price of the previous moving van, £100
• Some extra coverage for myself, to cover any additional emergency payments regarding the move (as they always seem to appear), money for food for me and Clawey, bills and additional debts, extra bits and bobs like that. £200
I hate to be doing this but at this point, I literally don't know what options I have left, I refuse to live here now. It's nothing but bad memories and is falling apart around me, I must move on but I, unfortunately, must ask for help. Thanks so much everyone who shares, helps and donates, I'll make a video if I reach my goal shouting out everyone that helped, and try and draw a picture for every single individual that helps once I'm more stable.
Thank you♡
Images included are-
• My kitty Clawey who means the world to me
• My rare and expensive 30" Disney's Bolt plush toy, imported from the USA, that got very dirty and damaged from the flood water (thank you to the friends that suggested the ideas to make him white again!)
• My Xbox in the state that it's in now (not a fault with my TV, as this was tested with two TVs and garnered the same result)
If any more images are required feel free to ask!
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