I am 34 years old, never married, no kids. I’ve been a productive member of the workforce since I was 16. I’ve worked many different jobs in many different fields, I even did 5 years as over the road semi truck driver. When I was 13, I found my passion. I never had anyone to encourage me, or to give me any direction, or support so when I realized who and what I wanted to be, I had no reason to second guess it.
So I ran with it, and I haven’t missed a day on the job since. Today, I am Music Composer, Writer, Songwriter, Visual Artist, and Content Creator. The plan was to work for myself and I actually was for awhile, until being the man of my family caught up with me. When I was growing up, it was just my mother, my sister, and I. I had to grow up quick and face some harsh realities as child. As I grew up, I subconsciously became the man of my family and with that, took on a great deal of responsibility for my mom, and my sibling.
I never imagined it would end like this, my mom dead, my sister in the wind, and me, homeless. I held a job for awhile, working for Amazon but I couldn’t get much sleep on the street which in turn, made me too tired to do my job effectively...I was fired yesterday, June 29th, 2020. I only have $60 left and with this virus spreading, I haven’t many options for how to get myself out of this situation.
So, it would seem, for the first time in my life, I must put my pride aside and ask for help. With all the help I have given to others, it is very frustrating to be left for dead in my time of need and that I have to depend on the kindness of strangers. Please Help Me.
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