Hi, it’s me - Debra Hodges. When times get desperate, you must ask for help. I’m struggling from stupid decisions I made in grief after my oldest son died. I have bills to pay that I can’t pay. I’m looking for a job and I am subbing as much as I can to supplement my income. I never thought at 70 years old I would be in this position and have to ask for assistance. I’m struggling every month and it’s affecting my mental, emotional, and physical health. Please don’t judge me… you haven’t walked in my shoes. I’m being honest and upfront about my struggle as I have been about my grief. Sometimes we get by with a little help from our friends. I’ve withdrawn from everyone because I’ve tried to handle my situation privately, but it’s more than I can handle alone. My life feels shattered and I’m not living the life I led before my son died. I’m embarrassed to make this account, but I also still have the courage to make it in hope that life can get better. Thanking you in advance, sweet friends, for carrying me to a better place in life so I can feel like life is good again. ❤️