Getting out of dodge
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Hello, my name is Albert. I am a type 1 diabetic with mental health diagnosis'. Currently, I am seeking help in moving exspense for me and my mom because we are facing eviction and Homelessness.
We moved to the quiet mountain town of Asheville, NC about 7 years ago looking for a fresh start. It has been the most stressful and financially draining decision of our lives. It started 2 weeks after we moved here in the middle of December. The aunt we were staying with kicked us out so she could get high with a buddy.
We spent the next year and a half at the rescue mission. On several occasions my insulin was confiscated by staff members, the milk resembled the consistency and smell of clam chowder, and I had to be apart of the "Hobo Zoo" as Haywood Street Church did their shelter tours.
Luckily, or so I thought, Homeward Bound stepped in and furnished an a p argument. I learned there that there was no way to explain to friends that the loud bangs were not fireworks. And that because I accepted a mattress from Homeword Bound, I would be liable for the bed bug infestation that occurred.
Healthcare and jobs in this town are a joke. I have had healthcare providers refuse into write insulin prescriptions or at least take a week. It seems every one has the same idea, "Lets open a restaurant and pay minimum wage in a town where you are expected to make $2,500 a month"..
I am hoping my mother and I can move to a thriving metropolis. Where we can prosper and flourish. The money will be used strictly for moving and some housing exspenses including utilities and security deposit.
We moved to the quiet mountain town of Asheville, NC about 7 years ago looking for a fresh start. It has been the most stressful and financially draining decision of our lives. It started 2 weeks after we moved here in the middle of December. The aunt we were staying with kicked us out so she could get high with a buddy.
We spent the next year and a half at the rescue mission. On several occasions my insulin was confiscated by staff members, the milk resembled the consistency and smell of clam chowder, and I had to be apart of the "Hobo Zoo" as Haywood Street Church did their shelter tours.
Luckily, or so I thought, Homeward Bound stepped in and furnished an a p argument. I learned there that there was no way to explain to friends that the loud bangs were not fireworks. And that because I accepted a mattress from Homeword Bound, I would be liable for the bed bug infestation that occurred.
Healthcare and jobs in this town are a joke. I have had healthcare providers refuse into write insulin prescriptions or at least take a week. It seems every one has the same idea, "Lets open a restaurant and pay minimum wage in a town where you are expected to make $2,500 a month"..
I am hoping my mother and I can move to a thriving metropolis. Where we can prosper and flourish. The money will be used strictly for moving and some housing exspenses including utilities and security deposit.
Organizer
Albert Landwehr
Organizer
Asheville, NC
