help this big hearted lion get back his pride

what's a human being worth to you? how is it measured? by most standards I'm a failure. I don't own land or property, and I don't amass wealth and possessions. still, I measure myself a success as a person because no matter what, I always have at least this: kindness, humor, music, delicious treats, and a warm and safe home. these are what I've always offered to anyone in need. I have never seen someone hungry and denied them food when I had any at all, even if it wasn't enough for me alone. and I've definitely never denied anyone a warm, dry place to sleep, if that's all I can offer. all beings have inherent worth and dignity and deserve to retain that dignity and be treated with kindness so long as what they arent deliberately seeking to harm others. and I measure myself a success because I create beauty. I make music, I show the beauty in every day scenes and objects with a camera, and I write things to bring laughs and joy into people's lives. so although I have nothing I can sell, I have plenty that is priceless. that doesn't help much when you lose the one thing you thought was guaranteed-- your health. I'm responsible not just for myself but for my partner. we can't take care of ourselves individually. it's taken me a while to admit that the label of "high functioning" autistic doesn't apply to either of us. intellectually, sure, but my sensory and social issues and his social issues make the challenges too great to do alone. so we've struggled. and now I can't even work which I could at least do before. at least, not until I find something new. I'm chairbound and my speech is unclear and I can't move half of my face. I used to speak and sing so beautifully and my words sound muddy and indistinct now. I walked everywhere and loved walking. long story short, a "benign" tumor took my ability to walk, and I can't speak clearly or smile anymore due to bells palsy. I have a life threatening infection on my spine. I need to ask for a lot of help these days and I'm sorry. I was raised to think I'm not worth it. I was told I was loved unconditionally but where is my family now? I have friends who are wonderful and have helped so much but now it's strangers I need because I can't ask any of my friends this much. i'm no angel. Ive done disreputable things. and I've made my amends for them as best as I know how. overall, though, I'm a good person. and this isn't a dramatic fundraiser. you won't see your name in lights or get to tie your star to any fancy wagons and say "I helped this happen " when you see it on the news, like the guy who currently has 40k in his fundraiser because he destroyed a "disrespectful baby Trump balloon" and is going to be wealthy because he supports a racist idiot. nope, that won't be me. I'm just looking to be able to protect myself and my partner. I can't walk anymore and I won't be able to for a long time. I have to get on disability but in the meantime I need help. me and Daniel, we have to have a place where we don't have to be scared or worried or fighting for survival. we've done a lot just to keep our heads above water and right now I'm actually thanking gd for the infection after this surgery that's giving us a place to live for a couple of weeks while I figure out how a paralyzed man and his also disabled partner are meant to be able to hold a place in a world that clearly has no use for either of us. we are autistic. we are disabled. we are queer. I am a mizrahi Jewish man of color. I have some privilege obviously as am educated cis male but otherwise the deck is stacked rather firmly against me. I won't abandon my partner ever, hakes care of many of the things I can no longer do, and I also take care of him as far as the things he can't handle. But it's too much to manage anymore. We're facing homelessness and have the option of going to a different city which is far less accessible and has way fewer resources than our current home of Portland, OR.  We've been through a lot. We've been robbed, almost human trafficked, abused, lied to, and misled and we need a place of our own. I have to go to frequent medical appointments in Portland specifically. I've lost my father, my cat, any remaining family, and now through being lied to by our past roommates and cheated by the landlord they're, basically everything we own is gone including a vintage synthesizer and the only bed either of us ever owned, and we don't have even a full change of clothes anymore. Please help us. $3000 seems like a fortune to me and I don't know how we will ever make that much but to some that's a mediocre vacation and to still others it's a night in a hotel on a business trip but to us, it's the difference between a good life and going back to having to do whatever we can to survive.