Help Amelia beat homelessness
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I am trying to raise a whopping £200,000
It’s a massive ask and one that I am aware I may not achieve, but I hope that you will take a moment to read my story and support me in my crazy journey to fulfil my dreams.
My plan is to purchase a small plot of land where I can build a Shepherds hut home for me and my little dog Max, with the hope of building further huts to use as temporary accommodation for the homeless.
The last twelve months have been difficult for everyone, but the last 7 years have been pretty hellish for me. I seem to have had my fair share of bad luck. But I’m hoping to drastically turn that around by doing something crazy, but something that could make me very happy, and so I’m asking for your help.
The past 7 years have been filled with pain, suffering, loss and grief and it has made me downright miserable. In fact, things got so bad that I regularly have suicidal thoughts, feelings of hopelessness, stress and anxiety. I am currently on medication and having counselling to help me cope with the trauma of what I've been through, yet nothing seems to make me feel any better.
There are moments in my life that all I want to do is escape. I want to run away, leave everything behind and start a fresh. A complete drastic new life. I’m then filled with anxiety, stress and doubt that anything will ever change for me. There are times when I honestly believe that I'm simply not allowed to be happy. And so, I sink back into my ‘uncomfortable comfort zone’, cry a bit more, and hope and pray that things will just work out by themselves.
Unfortunately, I have learnt the hard way, that just doesn’t happen. You have to be proactive, no matter how hard, how scary it might be. And so that is exactly what I'm doing. I am terrified. But I am making a stand. I'm changing my life, and I need your help.
I have had a particularly difficult few years, having lost my father to medical negligence, my mother to cancer and my home along with them.
In 2014 my dad was admitted into hospital with a burst aneurysm in the brain. The ‘treatment’ he received from then on was downright appalling, and he was subjected to suffering you wouldn’t wish upon anyone. He spent 12 long, torturous months in hospital before succumbing to septicaemia. He was a victim of medical negligence and died because of it. He was my idol, my best friend, and the person I loved most in this world. And he was gone.
Needless to say, I was absolutely devastated. Life started to spiral downwards and out of control. And then my mum was diagnosed with cancer.
I had gotten so much closer to my mum since my dad had been ill and since passed away. We had been through so much together and always had each other, and now she was about to be taken away as well. We found out that she had stage IV endometrial cancer which was inoperable and she would have to go through chemotherapy in the hopes of reducing it and giving her a longer life.
After the first three sessions, things were looking good. The cancer had reduced and we had something to hope for. But as usual, our bad luck showed its ugly head, the cancer became more aggressive, spread further and the chemotherapy was having no effect. Again, I was devastated. In fact, devastated does not even come close to describing how it felt.
She decided not to carry on with the rest of the chemotherapy sessions as they made her feel completely awful, and as it was having no effect on the cancer, what was the point in putting herself through it? Sadly, this meant that she declined rapidly, spending her last few days in Katharine House Hospice, who did a brilliant job of looking after her. But she finally succumbed and sadly passed away in March 2019.
I was still living at home with my parents, being only in my early twenties, but as they were now both gone, we had to sell the house.
As you can imagine, I was severely depressed, anxious about what was going to happen, grieving, unemployed with no money and now facing homelessness.
However, some luck was due to come my way as, with the sale of the house, I was able to pay 12 months’ rent up front to secure a flat, using up almost all of my inheritance. The last 12 months have been very difficult, but despite everything I have been through, I am trying my best to make positive changes.
I am a very creative person and have been using this as a way to control my emotions. I draw, paint and write short stories, but my main passion is making teddy bears. I am trying to turn this into a small business, making collectable artist bears and memory bears for those who have lost loved ones.
Unfortunately, my situation is still very difficult. I have managed to secure my flat until October 2021, but have since been handed an eviction notice. As a result, I now face homelessness again, but this time I have no money to secure anywhere else.
My dream is to buy a small plot of land where I can build a Shepherd’s hut to live a simple, quiet life. Something that is my own safe space that no one can take away from me.
I have found a small plot of land which would be perfect for my project. I would love to be able to secure the land not only for my own personal circumstances and a place to call home, but to be able to give back to the community.
I would like to be able to build several more shepherd’s hut homes for people who are in similar situations, facing homelessness. Particularly for women, youth and those who have pets.
I believe this could be an ideal opportunity not only to help my own mental health recovery and housing problem, but to help others who are struggling in similar circumstances.
So how can you help me?
Times have been tough for everyone recently, and I appreciate that not everyone will be able to help me because of their own financial difficulties. My target amount is HUGE and I am aware that I may not even get a fraction towards reaching it, but if lots of people can spare just a little, we can achieve amazing things. I really need for this to go viral so that I am able to get as close to fulfilling my dreams as possible. So, I ask that you please share, share, share! Spread the word, tell your friends, family, tell everyone and anyone who will listen.
But I also need your emotional support. I need you to help me to stay positive throughout this crazy journey towards happiness and encourage me to keep going. Please don’t tell me that it’s a silly idea or that I should just get a normal job like everyone else and conform to what everyone else finds so easy. I am not like everyone else; I find it incredibly hard to “just go out and get a job”. The thought fills me with absolute terror. Please don’t judge me by what you believe is best. Simply help me to do what I believe is best and support me to get to where I want to be. I have spent my life craving the reassurance of people I trust to tell me I'm doing the right thing. That I should do what makes me happy. But when I suggest something that is not ‘the norm’, instead of encouragement and reassurance, I get laughed at, put down and made to doubt myself. So, I am finally stepping up and telling you how I really feel, how hard things are for me, and how difficult I find things that are so easy for you. And I ask, I beg you, please send me only positivity, love and encouragement to go after the things that make me happy, no matter how crazy you may think they are. It’s what my mum and dad always did, and I really truly miss that about them.
You are all amazing, lovely people, and your generosity is really, truly appreciated.
Please give what you can.
Thankyou! Xxxxx
#helpameliabeathomelessness
It’s a massive ask and one that I am aware I may not achieve, but I hope that you will take a moment to read my story and support me in my crazy journey to fulfil my dreams.
My plan is to purchase a small plot of land where I can build a Shepherds hut home for me and my little dog Max, with the hope of building further huts to use as temporary accommodation for the homeless.
The last twelve months have been difficult for everyone, but the last 7 years have been pretty hellish for me. I seem to have had my fair share of bad luck. But I’m hoping to drastically turn that around by doing something crazy, but something that could make me very happy, and so I’m asking for your help.
The past 7 years have been filled with pain, suffering, loss and grief and it has made me downright miserable. In fact, things got so bad that I regularly have suicidal thoughts, feelings of hopelessness, stress and anxiety. I am currently on medication and having counselling to help me cope with the trauma of what I've been through, yet nothing seems to make me feel any better.
There are moments in my life that all I want to do is escape. I want to run away, leave everything behind and start a fresh. A complete drastic new life. I’m then filled with anxiety, stress and doubt that anything will ever change for me. There are times when I honestly believe that I'm simply not allowed to be happy. And so, I sink back into my ‘uncomfortable comfort zone’, cry a bit more, and hope and pray that things will just work out by themselves.
Unfortunately, I have learnt the hard way, that just doesn’t happen. You have to be proactive, no matter how hard, how scary it might be. And so that is exactly what I'm doing. I am terrified. But I am making a stand. I'm changing my life, and I need your help.
I have had a particularly difficult few years, having lost my father to medical negligence, my mother to cancer and my home along with them.
In 2014 my dad was admitted into hospital with a burst aneurysm in the brain. The ‘treatment’ he received from then on was downright appalling, and he was subjected to suffering you wouldn’t wish upon anyone. He spent 12 long, torturous months in hospital before succumbing to septicaemia. He was a victim of medical negligence and died because of it. He was my idol, my best friend, and the person I loved most in this world. And he was gone.
Needless to say, I was absolutely devastated. Life started to spiral downwards and out of control. And then my mum was diagnosed with cancer.
I had gotten so much closer to my mum since my dad had been ill and since passed away. We had been through so much together and always had each other, and now she was about to be taken away as well. We found out that she had stage IV endometrial cancer which was inoperable and she would have to go through chemotherapy in the hopes of reducing it and giving her a longer life.
After the first three sessions, things were looking good. The cancer had reduced and we had something to hope for. But as usual, our bad luck showed its ugly head, the cancer became more aggressive, spread further and the chemotherapy was having no effect. Again, I was devastated. In fact, devastated does not even come close to describing how it felt.
She decided not to carry on with the rest of the chemotherapy sessions as they made her feel completely awful, and as it was having no effect on the cancer, what was the point in putting herself through it? Sadly, this meant that she declined rapidly, spending her last few days in Katharine House Hospice, who did a brilliant job of looking after her. But she finally succumbed and sadly passed away in March 2019.
I was still living at home with my parents, being only in my early twenties, but as they were now both gone, we had to sell the house.
As you can imagine, I was severely depressed, anxious about what was going to happen, grieving, unemployed with no money and now facing homelessness.
However, some luck was due to come my way as, with the sale of the house, I was able to pay 12 months’ rent up front to secure a flat, using up almost all of my inheritance. The last 12 months have been very difficult, but despite everything I have been through, I am trying my best to make positive changes.
I am a very creative person and have been using this as a way to control my emotions. I draw, paint and write short stories, but my main passion is making teddy bears. I am trying to turn this into a small business, making collectable artist bears and memory bears for those who have lost loved ones.
Unfortunately, my situation is still very difficult. I have managed to secure my flat until October 2021, but have since been handed an eviction notice. As a result, I now face homelessness again, but this time I have no money to secure anywhere else.
My dream is to buy a small plot of land where I can build a Shepherd’s hut to live a simple, quiet life. Something that is my own safe space that no one can take away from me.
I have found a small plot of land which would be perfect for my project. I would love to be able to secure the land not only for my own personal circumstances and a place to call home, but to be able to give back to the community.
I would like to be able to build several more shepherd’s hut homes for people who are in similar situations, facing homelessness. Particularly for women, youth and those who have pets.
I believe this could be an ideal opportunity not only to help my own mental health recovery and housing problem, but to help others who are struggling in similar circumstances.
So how can you help me?
Times have been tough for everyone recently, and I appreciate that not everyone will be able to help me because of their own financial difficulties. My target amount is HUGE and I am aware that I may not even get a fraction towards reaching it, but if lots of people can spare just a little, we can achieve amazing things. I really need for this to go viral so that I am able to get as close to fulfilling my dreams as possible. So, I ask that you please share, share, share! Spread the word, tell your friends, family, tell everyone and anyone who will listen.
But I also need your emotional support. I need you to help me to stay positive throughout this crazy journey towards happiness and encourage me to keep going. Please don’t tell me that it’s a silly idea or that I should just get a normal job like everyone else and conform to what everyone else finds so easy. I am not like everyone else; I find it incredibly hard to “just go out and get a job”. The thought fills me with absolute terror. Please don’t judge me by what you believe is best. Simply help me to do what I believe is best and support me to get to where I want to be. I have spent my life craving the reassurance of people I trust to tell me I'm doing the right thing. That I should do what makes me happy. But when I suggest something that is not ‘the norm’, instead of encouragement and reassurance, I get laughed at, put down and made to doubt myself. So, I am finally stepping up and telling you how I really feel, how hard things are for me, and how difficult I find things that are so easy for you. And I ask, I beg you, please send me only positivity, love and encouragement to go after the things that make me happy, no matter how crazy you may think they are. It’s what my mum and dad always did, and I really truly miss that about them.
You are all amazing, lovely people, and your generosity is really, truly appreciated.
Please give what you can.
Thankyou! Xxxxx
#helpameliabeathomelessness
Organizer
Amelia Davidson
Organizer
England
