Support My Journey to Stability

As you may know, I recently got released from prison and I'm trying to land on my feet. I'm a hard worker and trying to adapt. I do work a few days a week around all my appointments, but I'm trying to bridge the gap of everything I've missed and trying to acquire. And I'm burning out trying to work myself to death to catch up. My sister's concerned, but I feel a desperation to land on my feet running.

I'm trying to acquire a bed frame, TV, computer, gym membership, bureau, food, rent, boxers, socks, and just survive. I'm struggling to get resumes out for a career job. I ask for help over and over. Plus, I need to get a car and insurance. Wanting to publish my book. It's a crushing feeling and I'm lucky to work 2 or 3 times a week with all my appointments. I was on two important calls tonight as I realized I missed my 3:30 counseling appointment. Why can't they just call like normal businesses? I got to figure out team Zoom-style links.

Shit, I can't even figure out how to attach my resumes to applications. So frustrating. I tried for three weeks trying to get one emailed when finally I got help... oh, you don't put www at the beginning of an email. Why do I beg for help for weeks, trying over and over, failing?

Needless to say, I'm trying my hardest and could use any financial help anyone is willing to help with until I can stand proud on my own two feet. I hate even asking, but when I go to bed every night knowing I tried my hardest and pushed with every ounce of energy and I'm not able to get productive items, then I know it's time to ask for help. I'm trying my hardest and still struggling. Rent in this day and age is insane and I don't know how I'll ever be able to do it at the rate I'm going, and I'm going hard. Happy Holidays. Be well.