My name is Liam. And I’m writing this with a lump in my throat, because I’ve hit a point in my life I never thought I would — a place where I genuinely have nothing left.
Not a home.
Not a job.
Not a cent.
Not even hope, some days.
The last bit of money I had — €1,000 — was meant to be the start of something better. It was all I had managed to save after months of going without: sleeping on floors, skipping meals, wearing the same clothes until they tore. Every euro was hard-earned, scraped together with the quiet desperation that builds when you're trying to survive silently, without bothering anyone.
I was trying to move into a small room — nothing fancy, just a roof and a door I could lock at night. That money was supposed to be my deposit. A fresh start. A breath of relief.
Then I was scammed.
A man I trusted — someone who spoke with kindness, who promised he could help me get in touch with a landlord who didn’t do paperwork or agencies — took it. He looked me in the eyes, and I believed him. I gave him everything I had.
And then he vanished.
No phone number. No profile. Just gone — along with every bit of stability I had left.
I can't describe the feeling of watching your entire life disappear in an instant. I just stood there, staring at my phone in disbelief. I went numb. It wasn’t just the money — it was the crushing weight of starting over again when I already had nothing.
Right now, I sleep where I can. I eat when someone offers food. I carry everything I own in a bag. I smile when people ask how I’m doing, but the truth is — I don’t know how much longer I can keep pretending I’m okay.
If you’ve ever had to choose between eating and staying warm... If you’ve ever felt invisible... If you’ve ever stared at a ceiling at 3 a.m. and wondered what you did wrong — then maybe you know how I feel.
I’m not asking for much. I just want a second chance. A little help to get back on my feet. A roof. A warm meal. A way to start again with even a shred of dignity.
Even a few euros would mean the world right now.
Even a share.
Even a kind word.
Thank you for reading this far. Thank you for seeing me.
— Liam
Organizer
Liam S
Organizer


