A New Beginning That I Didn't Plan For But Probably Needed

Moving on. That's what they tell you when a relationship breaks apart, especially a long term one like mine.

For the past 4 years so many things have happened in my life.  Couldn't find employment, relationship fell apart, trying to regain my footing, falling down that deep hole of depression, Covid, isolation/lockdown, just not knowing how I was going to survive.

Not everything was terrible though, thank God. My half sister found me via Facebook, We share a father, Richard (RIP). I found a really good therapist to help me face my dark days. Being able to keep a friendship with my ex. And the most important person in my life, my mom, has really stepped up to help me through this period in my life. I am SO blessed to have her.

Its come to the point, this year, that I need to move on, literally. 

How does one move on without having a secure financial support system? Yeah, there's the rub. I have some angels in the field who are helping me but if you're someone who's moved within the last..forever...it can be pretty expensive. Although some of my friends will remember when I moved from my mom's house to my first place, which was next door and in the back, I basically moved my stuff with a shopping cart. lol.

So, why don't I move back home, to CA, you may ask? Living with my mom isn't something I would be able to do because the price of the rent would would rise to maybe 4x the rent she's paying now. Neither of us could afford that. So that's out.

Miracles do happen though and I've witnessed one right here in Arlington, TX.

My lease is up for renewal in August. I've been in this same apartment for 16 years, that's a long time. I would probably still stay with the same complex but I've been priced out. Even with help, I can no longer afford to live here. 

I went looking for an income restricted apartment. Basically that journey was a bunch of "we're currently filled", "you can sign our waitlist", "you don't qualify", or just plain 'ol "no." I came across a property in Fort Worth that was on my income restricted list. I looked at their website and thought there was no way in hell I could afford their apartments, even with the income restriction. I still called (cause, "Why not?"). I got a no BUT, "let me check to make sure. I'll call you back." She called back! YES! They have income restricted apartments. What was my income? Currently, it's just unemployment. I gave her the figures. She gave me a price. OMG! I can do that I think. So there you go. I found myself a place to live. Let me tell you though I was having constant nightmares of being homeless with my kitties. I've never been in this position before, but I know in our climate, there are many many people who are. 

This property in Fort Worth, well, it would be the nicest place I've ever lived, if I can get there. The staff has been really nice and accommodating. Bottlehouse on Main, if you're interested.

This whole GoFundMe thing is a Godsend, but I'm TOTALLY uncomfortable putting my story up here and asking for help. I know so many people are having hard times and I don't want to just stick my hand out and expect something. I can design something for you if you like. I'll charge what I would normally charge so that way you can feel you helped and received something in return. I thought I would just put that out there. 

If you're not able to help, please please please don't feel badly about it or feel the need to explain. Your well wishes and positive energy are awesome too! I appreciate anything you're able to do to help me "move on." It's a huge step for me and honestly I'm scared about it. My therapist says I should be excited. He's excited enough for the both of us. lol. It's a whole new beginning and I pray that I'll be able to do it.

Thank you all. Trixie and Sophia say thank mew too. 

Love,
Lisa