Going Homeless, Need Help
I've never done this before so forgive me if I drone on.
This is an Emergency Fund and the goal needs to be met before the end of June.
My name is Lia (chosen name Morrigan) and life's kind of gone to hell for me. A little bit about me, I'm 26, I'm an unemployed freelance artist (failure of one, rather), and I suffer from C-PTSD. I was diagnosed with my disorder when I was 16 years of age and it has, since then, completely screwed my life. I have fallen through the cracks in two separate states regarding government assistance and I don't make enough to afford healthcare, therapy, and treatment for my disorder. The depression that comes with this illness has consumed almost everything left of me and it is difficult to wake up each day and continue onward.
This illness has prevented me from holding jobs in the past, only lasting, tops, for about eight months before it became too much for both my health and the establishments to deal with. Because of this I have lived in poverty for the majority of my life and have, finally, exhausted every network that I have managed to build in my brief, difficult time on this earth.
What little I make through my artwork goes to taking care of feeding my cat, Osu (pictured above). He is the only reason I have held on this long and the only reason I am making an attempt, here, to try and get myself in a better situation so that I can continue to make sure he is happy and has a roof over his head. Because in all honesty after so long of dealing with the life debilitating disorder known as PTSD I personally do not hold much value for my own existence. I just want my cat to be happy, and if I can achieve that in some capacity then I have some meaning in life.
I have been homeless since I was 19 and have, primarily, stayed under the roofs of friends and strangers alike to make ends meet. My time under this current roof is coming to an end and I have, realistically, nowhere else to go on this coast. At least, no where else to go that would be good for my cat, whom of which gives me the courage to go on. With that being said I am in need of finances to fund a joint apartment endeavor with a close friend. The finances are intended to get myself, my cat, and what little I own across to the other side of the country and to partially fund the initial down payment on the apartment. Afterwards everything should be far less difficult. The only part missing is the funds to get myself and my four legged friend over there in one piece.
Why 5,000? I expect the moving expenses to be around 2k getting both my belongings and my cat from VA to CA, stopping along the way to make sure the journey isn't too hard on Osu. The rest of the money will go straight into the apartment and to first and second month's rent which is expected to be about 1500 per month. The rest of rent will be easily covered by my friend, whom of which is also struggling currently with their own move to the area. Meaning they cannot directly help me at this time and I must appeal to the public for help. If we are able to manage the initial joint effort this will lead into, hopefully, a much better life for myself and my cat.
Does my cat really mean that much to me? Yeah. If it wasn't for him I would be content living on the streets. I've done it before. He was a reason to better myself and to try and sell my artwork. He was a reason to keep going and to put myself through health wrecking situations in the past, just to make sure he had what he needed to be OK. And he's the reason now that I simply refuse to end up back on the streets. I want to make this work.
