Help Me Keep My Home

Hi, my name is Chrissy, and I never thought I'd be in a position where I had to ask for help, but here I am. Life has been incredibly hard these past few years, and I’ve done everything I can to stay afloat. But right now, I’m at a breaking point, and I need help.

I’m about to lose my home. I have just a couple of days to come up with the money or I will be evicted. I’ve fallen behind on rent, and I have nowhere else to go.

It’s been one awful thing after another since my dad passed away three years ago. Despite having three brothers and a mother, I was left to handle everything alone—including planning his funeral, which they didn’t bother to attend. Soon after he died, my mother was diagnosed with cancer. Even though our relationship has always been difficult and we were estranged, I still helped her through treatment. But as soon as she no longer needed me, she cut me off completely and emptied her house of pictures of me and my son and left them on my porch.

Three months after my dad died, I lost my job of seven years due to company downsizing. A month later, my adult son, who had been living with me during COVID, moved out unexpectedly, leaving me with a mess—both emotionally and financially. Since then, life has felt like a constant battle.

I’ve suffered so much loss, not just of people, but also of the pets who were my family. I lost my cat of 20 years, my dog of 16 years, and most recently, my heart dog, who meant everything to me. Since I spent all my savings during and after my dad’s illness, I maxed out credit cards trying to save him, but it wasn’t enough. Now, I’m drowning in debt with no family support, no friends to turn to, and no safety net.

I’ve applied for countless jobs, but without a working car, my options are limited. Government assistance has led to dead ends. The stress has taken a huge toll on my health. I barely eat, I can’t sleep, and my depression and anxiety have worsened. I’ve never felt so alone and hopeless.

I hate asking for help, but I don’t know what else to do. If you’re able to donate, even just a little, it could make the difference between having a place to stay and being out on the streets. This help will keep me in my apartment and give me a chance to turn things around. I just need a little help and hope to try and turn this around.

If you can’t donate, sharing this means the world to me. Thank you so much for reading and for any help you can offer. ❤️