Gay Black homeless man raising money to relocate

Blessings to all, I just really wanna start off by saying thank you so much to everybody that took the time out to read this or considered donating to me and my current situation... I’m not so good at using my words so excuse me if some of this sound a bit.. yeah.. my name is Davion Crumble & I am a black gay man, I turned 21 years old March 3rd 1999 & i was born & raised in Milwaukee Wisconsin. Man my life is is in complete shambles I literally don’t even know where to start. Two days ago my dad pasted away due to Cancer and that was literally the straw that broke the camels back. I literally have no parents to run too, to comfort me and tell me the storm is gonna pass, just to give me a hug and tell me it’s gonna be alright. Man I need that right now To make make matters worse we just found each other a year ago. I felt like I was a kid just learning to experience life all over again when I met him.. That man was everything to me, even in that years time & for him to just leave me like that... My everything just gone in an instant. Man Man Man. I’m wiping the tears away from my face as I’m typing this. It’s crazy because my pride is very high, i worked for EVRYTHING I EVER HAD. My mom passed away when I was 13 and I was taken in by my evil ass auntie and uncles who beat the shit outta me every night due to me being gay.. I ran away that following year March 3rd & I been in the streets since. At that point in my life school was destracting me from the real and that was me escorting and making money to support a life style that I needed. In and out of fights, foster homes, group homes, It was crazy..I became a sex worker at a very young age and become prayed upon by older men all around me. I met this older guy who took me too a party and it was over from there. My life took a complete turn.. being used to work and bring in money for a pimp that made me feel like I was loved, but took advantage of me everyday. Any thing you can think of I was doing it for this man...just for love. Which is the crazy part.. I have had sex for housing, for meals, literally the worst of the worst, my 18 birthday I met a man telling me how he wanted to take care of me.. long story short I ended in across the boarder in Tijuana being sex trafficked.. every night I go to sleep with nightmares of being locked in a basement or being beaten or beating forced to used drugs.. I finally escaped that life. Those demons haunt me everyday. I suffer from a sever case of depression & hdhd. I always knew I was depressed bad, I just always pushed it to side. I was a heavy drinker. Passing out every night. I would rather pick up a bottle then to ever talk about my problems. I have been busting my ass to find work, to find housing, to find any type of assistance here in the inner city and nothing. At the start of this year I had literally start a job working in healthcare where I was making $16 an hour, 80 hours a-week. I went from paying my bills a month ahead to not even being abled to pay them.. to sleeping on ppls couches to sleeping outside. It’s crazy how life can really be a rollercoaster and I don’t know what I did wrong. this COVID 19 shit really messed me up.. i came down with a bad case of corona and had to stay off work. My job closed down due to residents catching COVID and dying, I’ve been fucked every since. I’m writing this because I just don’t know what to do, Where to go, who to talk to. I have literally been out on the streets for a whole month now. Family giving me the run around, shelter giving me the runaround. Temps jobs Aren’t hiring, real jobs aren’t hiring. I’m at a lost for words. The weather has been warming up and now more people are starting to come back out.. my pallet and the few little belongs I had was burnt up by some teenage kids so now I only have a phone a small bag and what I got on my back. I been doing some research on relocating to Texas. They have amazing resources for LGBT members and great ventures for me as far as me getting back to working in health care... part of me is feeling like this is useless and there even no point in doing this but the other have is in hopes that I can make enough money to get off the streets here and to already get to Texas find me a place and pay some rent for a few months, until everything situated.. maybe in a few weeks. I have noting here. No home, no family. No anything. I’m very grateful to anybody sharing, viewing, donating or even considering,love all and bless all