Fun fact: I am awful at accepting help. You can count “letting people know I am struggling” off the list of things I am good at as well. However, every year I aim to do something that scares me, and there comes a time when pride needs to be set aside and one must lean into community.

To that end, Raven and I humbly ask for help. Going to make myself vulnerable here:

Last year I declared bankruptcy. I went to a very dark head space, because try as we might, we just kept struggling financially. Raven injured her back, limiting her work as a massage therapist. My hours dwindled at work. We took a leap and decided to jump on the opportunity to move for me to accept a travel speech therapy position. We thought, “Finally! Consistent income and making more!” While we have been blessed in a million ways since arriving in WA, we are now dealing with tenants who are not paying rent (among other things) and for the first month here, I was not being provided with hours guaranteed to me for the paycheck I was promised. Due to this, we find ourselves getting farther and farther behind. We are at the point of scrounging for change for gas and possibly losing a car.

If you are able and willing, any help would be beyond appreciated. Please do not feel obligated, and if you too are struggling, our hearts are with you.