My name is Amy Walker. Living in the Carbondale IL Area. I never thought I’d be in a place where I’d have to write something like this. But this is my reality . I’m holding back tears even as I type this. This is me reaching out. Not for pity. Not for attention. But because I truly, honestly need help. Over the past year, I’ve been taken advantage of , name being used to benefit others life and only make mines a lot more harder and complicated. I can’t keep putting on this façade because it is not okay . My lights are well due $2,000 . My Water is decent. My phone bill is $200 plus. Rent is $604. Ive been living on my own since 16 years olds . Then got taken in by such a beautiful family at 17years old. Finally graduated. Soon I got my first apt at 18yrs old. Fast forward..

20years got myself into a 2bd.

I have a job that I’m blessed with but it’s not enough for how much in debt I am in. A women who birth me who I trusted ... And the weight of it all has finally caught up with me. It’s more than just “someone used my name.” It’s destroyed me in ways I can’t even put into words. My credit is shattered. It was a 689 now it’s 445. My name is tied to things I never signed for to begin with in the first place. It’s been going on for months without my knowledge. I can’t keep up with my rent like how I use. Overwhelmed of how much is owed and how much damage it did to my bank to put me in the bind. I can’t get approved for anything if I have no good credit. no peace. All because someone decided my life was theirs to play with. I check my credit report and it’s like staring at a stranger’s life frl but except it’s attached to me. My name. My future. My only chance at building something better. Seems to be crashing down slowly. I’ve been homeless before but it never stopped my motivation to want to go out and get it . I know what it’s like to sleep somewhere you’re not wanted or to adjust at. To carry your whole life in a bag. To wonder how people can walk past you like you don’t exist. Now… I’m scared I might end up back there. Not because I didn’t try, not because I’m lazy but because someone else’s choices are now ruining my life. This post is my last resort. I don’t want to feel ashamed or embarrassed anymore. I’ve reached out to churches and more. I don’t want to be quiet about this pain. I don’t want anyone else to have to live like this. I just want to take my life back. I want to be able to breathe again without fear of getting disconnects in the mail every other weekend. I want my name to mean me not some fraud, not someone else’s mess. Just me. Just to stay standing, and still the world knocked you down then maybe you’ll understand why this is so hard to say. I’m not looking for a handout but closed mouths don’t get fed. So, I’m looking for a way out. To extend my resources . Thank you for taking the time out in your day to read and understand it means more than you know❤️