Emergency EVICTION CRISIS for Dawne & Morty

My Dear Friends, Creating and posting this campaign, on my own behalf, is something I have been struggling with intensely for quite a while. But, now, as all other options have fallen through, I find myself in this position, where asking for your help now, is my only option. As of Wednesday, July 31st, my father, Morty, and I, will be homeless. The eviction has legally gone through the Court System and the Lockout Date is scheduled for July 31st. We have no viable plans nor options, for a place to live going forward. (*and of course, when I saw "we," I do mean with my cat, as well. Finding emergency accommodations for 2 people, plus a cat, in only 2 weeks time, is extra challenging. But going anywhere without my Old-Man-Squishy-Face is not an option.) I do realize that in being as blessed as I am, with such a remarkably large group of close friends, that the only downside to having an inner circle of this size, is that I find myself in the position where I am not certain who knows what, or exactly how much of our story, at any given moment in time. Keeping all of you up to speed on the latest developments with my father, my role as his full-time caretaker and the challenges and consequences that have been incurred, has been overwhelming and fraught with shame and so much guilt on my end for the past few years. For far too long, I have been trying to shield as many people as possible, from knowing the most accurate extent of our downwardly snowballing circumstances because, well, honestly, I was hoping to protect everyone from being any further sucked into my mess. I was just stuck in an extremely dark place, often wracked by extreme panic and anxiety attacks, weeks-long bouts of depression and suicidal thoughts and at least one actual attempt...(* for which I did seek help, in the midst of, because I had a moment of clarity when I imagined the chain of bereft, sorrowful, angry and confused, phone calls, texts, emails and messages, that would ensue and being the cause of that level of sheer pain amongst my Dearest friends, that pain was worse than the pain I was in at the moment.) So, I fought my way back. I thought that I was no longer an asset to any of you as a friend, I felt like I had become nothing but a burden to everyone and that maybe by not being here anymore, that would make life easier for everyone, especially my father. Now, faced with the looming knowledge that within a few hours, of the chain reaction all of you will have in knowing my actual truthful reality, when you read this Go Fund Me campaign, as horrifically shameful as it feels to me, it's nothing compared to the type of chaos of broken hearts and lives I almost caused, during that dark period when I was still tying to pretend like I was okay and had everything under control. Honestly, I haven't been okay for a long time and things have been racing out of control, financially, as well as personally, for over a year now. For those of you who don't know, my father, my Morty, has been living with me in my small studio apartment, for almost 2 months. I could no longer find a way to physically and financially maintain his own apartment, he fell behind in his rent, as his health (both physical and mental) became weaker and more unstable. He was hospitalized in early April with complications from his chronic cardiac disease and diabetes. While in the hospital, the diagnosis of dementia was added to his list of medical conditions. Once discharged from the hospital, he was admitted to a sub-acute Rehab facility for 2 weeks. During that time, as his Power of Attorney, I was also dealing with the Management of his apartment complex, as they were trying to evict him for past due rent. I was faced with the almost impossible decision to allow that eviction case to proceed, and have the Court Case ruled in their favor, knowing fully well, that Morty would certainly never be able to to return to his apartment without full-time live in help, which I could neither provide to him myself any longer, nor afford to bring in the level of professional care he would require. So, he was legally evicted. And then, upon discharge from the Rehab facility, (his insurance refused to pay for any further days of treatment there), no place would accept him as a patient /resident who would require long term, permanent care. I have spent countless days working all levels of the Social Services Senior Care Services system, to no avail. I even hired a Private Social Worker to advocate for Morty's case, in the end, to no avail with any immediate solutions but she continues to remain on his case. Being absolutely no other affordable options, I was faced with the choice to somehow "abandon" him (homeless shelter, church basement... None of which were options I ever considered) OR, take him in to live with me, on my couch, with absolutely no Government or Insurance Company in home help or services. So, at that point, approximately 8 weeks ago, I suddenly was expected to do the health care monitoring and daily treatments by myself, in my one room apartment, that an entire TEAM of various highly skilled health care professionals, had performed in shifts at top rated hospitals and facilities! All by myself. So, on top of the fact that I myself was already dealing with financially, knowing that I was several months behind in my own rent payments, now I had to find a way to maintain this roof above not just mine and Old-Man-Squishy-Face's, but for my ailing, increasingly weak, confused, sometimes rageful, father, as well. Okay, as usual, I am using way too many words to get to my point. But in this circumstance, for those of you who felt so far removed from the loop, I had to find a way to explain how we got HERE. *** This is A CRISIS. We will be homeless on July 31st and we need immediate help. Please help us, no donation would be too small at this point, trust me on that. Just some of the urgent and dire needs I am struggling with are things such as: Attorney fees( need to declare bankruptcy for both of us, as we are both in Collections due to medical bills and credit card debt,) car repairs, (my 15 year old car is on its last legs and I have been told that it's not even safe to drive the way it is but I have no other options other than to get the minimal amount repaired as soon as possible), and MOST urgently, we need enough cash to repay my apartment building's Management Company all my past due rent (including late fee fines and Court fees incurred by their Attorney), plus the next 2 month's rent, in advance, in order to for them to cancel the Warrant for Removal (physical eviction from the premises) before July 31. Of course, if anyone has 2 extra rooms (*that are cat friendly too) in your home, where Morty and I could live for a few months, on an emergency basis, please let me know. Or if anyone knows of an individual homeowner who maybe has a vacation house they could let us use for a while... Just in case I can't raise enough funds through this campaign to stop the final stage of my eviction on July 31st. I am open to any and all possibilities. (* as long as they include Old-Man-Squishy-Face.) In conclusion, I thank you for managing to stick with this opus here to have read it all the way to the end. More than anything, I do not want these crisis by which I am surrounded to alter or change the dynamic of any of my relationships. Nor do I want THIS to be my legacy. I am still the Dawne you all know and love and I still have my FAITH. This is not going to be the end of me. I just need my Village's help to get to the other side. Thank you all, in advance, for hopefully your donations, but also for your insights, your prayers, your positive vibes and for your Friendship. *** PLEASE FEEL FREE TO SHARE THIS CAMPAIGN ON YOUR SOCIAL MEDIA AND INDIVIDUALLY TO YOUR PERSONAL CONTACTS.  THE KINDNESS AND GENEROSITY OF FRIENDS OF FRIENDS HAS BEEN SIMPLY ASTOUNDING.  I NOW UNDERSTAND THAT SHARING AND BEING AS PUBLIC AS POSSIBLE ABOUT THIS SITUATION, IS KEY TO ITS SUCCESS. With Love, ~Dawne, My Morty and Old-Man-Squishy-Face