<div>Hello there! I am Aleysha and my feathered friend here is Monterey Jack or Monty for short. She belongs to some friends and I love to visit her and her and the cluck masters when I am able. Absolutely not the reason why I am here, but I know there will be people who wonder, and I got you! :)
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<div>Others not seen in this image are my daughter Quinn and Scott(he prefers to keep his privacy) and our situation is long, lengthy, complicated, dynamic, drama filled, and harrowing at times. However, we are alive, working hard to maintain our life balance and continue on by bettering ourselves and our future. I will provide you with some details....I am 41 and Quinn is 21 and my bonus child Scott is also 21 and living with us (unemployed due to health issues).
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<div>I was with Quinn's father for 14 years and stayed for my kids (5-adopted, married in, and our child). It was not a good circumstance, Abuse, neglect, .... and I was finally was able to break free. I ended up having to pay off massive debt that he lied about and bills that were never paid, even though I provided the funding for them. It got paid off, I worked hard and achieved financial independence and was so very proud!
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<div>I made a leap and married again and was in that relationship for about 8 years. All in all it was okay.... I got to have two more lovely married in children and they are both wonderful. There were some ups and downs. I finished my Associates degree, but due to job changes we went from having a safe combination of income to ones that were slowly draining our savings. It got worse and choices were made (NOT on my side) and my 'fix it' mentality meant going further and further into personal debt. My bills kept getting pushed off and disregarded as non essential so eventually.... no amount of Peter/Paul-ing was going to keep us afloat. I had gastric bypass previously and noticed he treated me differently, and of course there are always two sides to every story... but one day I asked him outright and he let me know that he was no longer in love with me and hadn't been for quite some time. He didn't deny that my significant weight loss made me no longer attractive to him. We agreed to divorce, however he was keeping the house and Quinn and I were moving out. I had obtained a well paying job and we thought all would be okay, until I lost my job just before everything was finalized and had no back up.
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<div>I reached out to several places to see about move in costs, timeframes, and such. As things continued to down spiral, financial strain increased and without Quinn we would have had nothing. I got connected with a community partner that was able to help guide us through connecting and with a program that would help us with security deposit and first months rent. At this point we were no longer tenants with my ex-husband, but he allowed us temporarily to stay, but with knowing we were on a ticking clock to move out. We found a lovely family that would allow us to move in if we needed and pay rent there, but we really needed to start again and not burden anyone else in the process. We got connected with an apartment complex and we got approved to move in, based on Quinn's income, my unemployment, and our financial situation. Yay! Right? Overall it was amazing and completely stress relieving! There was still so much on our plate... My car had to go be repossessed due to the payment being half of what our income was and my inability to pay it. Having to Get Quinn back and forth to work, interviews, appointments, and so much more.... Lets just call that life. When we moved in we signed the lease agreement and when we discussed the program that would be making the security deposit and the first months rent, we were told there would be NO issue with the length of time it would take as many take several months and it was just fine (as a income limited program he understood), we moved in! and the last few months have been stressful in a good way, powerful as we are learning more about independency than we ever had, and movement building, we are stronger than we knew!
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<div>Quinn loves her job as a Care Aide and am borrowing a car for a while to transport her back and forth, however due to the distance and her working night shift we were paying almost as much as she was making to make that happen. I struggled to get another position in the same arena and income as I was before. I decided that If I could get a position at the same place and shift as Quinn (with her permission of course) that I would do that as it would lessen the burden and increase our income no matter what.
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<div>I got the position and was only hired at 2 days a week, but figured its an opportunity! So we started working together, some days I would take her, sit in the borrowed car with my laptop and search for other positions with better pay, more hours, and benefits.
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<div>I found that my goal is to either open a non-profit or be a part of a non-profit that helps others in their times of need and to find their goals and to help guide them on their journeys. I found that the job type is a Community Health Worker(CHW) and I found in Oregon that most of those positions require a certification from a specific set of courses. Well I was able to get enrolled and as of a few days ago I graduated! I am still working and putting as many hours in as I am able! I am able to cover shifts and due to the holidays they have been great in allowing me to work about 38 hours a week....I am beyond thankful!
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<div>Here is where things turned and why I am here..... The same day I was set to graduate, Quinn and I were leaving and heading to work, as we near silently creep out of the house (about 9pm so we try to be very quiet, like we are hunting wabbits) I saw several papers clipped to my door, my neighbors door, and when I peeked my upstairs those neighbors too. My initial thought was "oh, this is probably Christmas or New Years plans for the complex", but I pulled it off the clip and saw it was a 30 day to pay or eviction notice and I about dropped to my knees. I actually paused in my steps almost causing Quinn to step into me and had to grab the wall for support. My vision waivered for a moment and my ears rang. Quinn was talking to me, but it took a moment to hear her and see the slight fear and concern in her eyes. I shook myself out and apologized for the abrupt stop and let her know its a notice but that a lot of people have them, so I will read it in a bit. I got into the car first and she put her stuff in the back and I started to read.... I was confused, worried, and wishing I had more time to read it, but we had to get to work. I am pretty sure my brain was a hamster on a wheel just staring out and frozen in place.
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<div>We usually listen to music or something on the way to work and sing like no one is watching and seat dance, but I was unable to do anything but blankly drive to work, and Quinn put in her earbuds and started to listen to a book instead. I could tell she was worried and she turned on the console light and pulled the paperwork and I started to shake. She read some and let me know its confusing but asked if we are getting kicked out. I let her know that I am going to read it once I have a chance and I will not let that happen! She searched my expression for a long moment, I could see out of the corner of my eye that she was processing it all, putting her absolute faith in me, and struggling to not allow her past, our pasts, to cause her to panic and stress. She is so strong!
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<div>I made time to review the documents, I read them again and again. At one point I had to ask her to do call lights and I was going to work on Laundry, which is in a closed room, and proceeded to cry. We have worked so hard, we have been through enough, we don't have the resources, we don't have others that can help with this! Therapy has been teaching me to not live in the "what if and when zone" meaning What if... this or that happens, and when is the other shoe going to drop? situations.... a near constant fear that I had become accustomed to in order to maintain our safety. Quinn having special needs, trauma, stability issues, abuse/neglect in our history and myself experiencing this and more and always working to protect us. I felt like I had done something, I had caused this, I had messed up in putting my faith in others, not getting it in writing, not verifying, not.... well you get the point. I broke down and had a good and painful cry, with my head blaring and throbbing with each heartbeat, I realized that Its not over. There are still options! There has to be a way!!
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<div>I previously obtained a lawyer for my bankruptcy due to situation my most recent marriage put me in, there was no way out besides filing. That was paid for and waiting for them to finish it up for court. I still had/have agencies calling me to want me to pay but we are barely keeping our heads above water. I could add the back rent and move in costs to the bankruptcy, HOWEVER that would be a contract termination and eviction by its self. So that is a no go. We don't have savings yet, as we have been living check to check, but we are starting to get somewhere and bettering our situation day by day, shift by shift. I am awaiting my CHW certification to be received so I can register it with the Oregon Health Authority to open up the positions that may be where my heart calls. None of these will fix the right now!
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<div>My brain was circling and trying to find ways.... anyway. Street corner? do I have anything of worth to sell? feet pics? I have to joke, I have to laugh to keep going.
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<div>I went into the landlords office to talk to him. The connections program that originally helped me is on site and I talked to them and a few tears escaped, I tried hard to hold them back, no use. They told me that the landlord had said it wasn't really and issue as sooooo many people got them and It is to HELP push forward the different programs and expedite the need to receive their payments. I let them know that I was told this wouldn't be an issue, and this notice is causing heart rhythm altering stress, basically I was saying "this can't be happening!". I decided to talk to him in person. I went in and asked about the notice. He started with "It's not just you" and explained that there are multiple households receiving them. I asked about how important are these. He said "Oh! you don't need to worry, it will all be fine. It's to help make sure we are receiving the payments".... I then pushed because he wouldn't make eye contact "I don't need to worry? Lets say I am still waiting on the program to help me or they run out of funds before they get to my info to their board... then what?" He looked at me for a brief second then back to his desk while restacking the same papers he has been for the the last few minutes. He is stressed and embarrassed I think and having a hard time being put on the spot. He said "Then I guess we would have another problem". When I asked what he meant and how this happened while referencing that at move in it was a non issue, due to the knowing that most would be moving in with programs assisting them and they can take 6 months and at times more. He then looked me in the eyes with pity, annoyance, and frustration... I am not sure it was focused at me or not and stated "the property owners and investors came to me and said this needed to be done NOW". I asked him about alternatives and what about the security deposit and not just the adjusted rent from move in. He told me that first is the rent and that it would be any other owing next. That I should consider that now. He said that he needs documentation from the programs to say they are for sure paying or nothing changes. I told him that I am waiting for processing, he should have a notice from them since he communicated with them via email to submit items required from him and that it couldn't be confirmed until each request is taken to their board and approved/denied. I then again asked what he is needing for sure... He then informed me, yet again changing what he is saying... and said "I need a notice saying they are paying or a check in hand, if not the notice stands......". I told him I am completely at a loss for words, that If something was a non issue at move in, it should be a non issue now. He told me its not his choice that the money has to come in and that the owners need it to be done. I let him know it would have been easier on everyone if this knowledge was provided sooner, not just dropped on us now. I was in tears, but not from sadness, but anger and frustration for being limited, lied to, diminished, and yet again putting my faith in others and being "put back in my place" for it.
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<div>I let the community program know what he said and let the tears run at that point. I couldn't hold them back. They seemed shocked by the information and provided me info to another program, but I asked would this be done within 30 days? They told me adamantly "no" and I explained it would be pointless due to the time constraints then. I should have gotten the info in writing at move in... I should have protected myself, protected us. Should'a-Could'a-Would'a-Didn't. You know as well as I do... right?
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<div>I called the program that is supposed to be helping me, I had tried several secure communications over the last 6 weeks or so but received no response. I figured they are in flux and swamped. I called- hold times were very long and after 40 minutes it asked if i wanted to be placed in queue for a call back? Why yes I do! Thank you. Put my phone beside me and got into my class for the final project and then graduation! I completed my project with my partner and enjoyed the feedback about our acting skills (LOL), we had to do a skit and rotate and take alternative sides as a client and CHW. It was scary and silly and fun. :) I graduated with my class and I am proud of my accomplishments! .... no call back though, I.... waited.
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<div>A half hour later I got back on the phone and proceeded to call again, as technical issues happen and 4+ hours seemed like a lot to be waiting for a callback. About 35 minutes into my hold time I received a call back from them and swapped over. I asked about the notice and how to handle that, where was I currently in standing? Could we mark it as urgent? He let me know that they are still on July processing,...JULY... Mine isn't until September... Crap. Not good. I asked about urgency, he let me know that they are order they are received, that there was a change in staffing (later knowing he meant a lay off) and that he was unable to change the urgency. I asked if he could ask my worker to call me to verify she has everything needed and nothing would be sending it back to delay the process. He did, he also let me know that we are probably looking at March for my processing.
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<div>I received a request from the community partner and they asked if I would share a copy of the documents from the landlord, which I did. Then asked about if I had talked to the other agency, which I had but they stated they were low on funds.
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<div>I had tried several different agencies- no funds, long wait times (some 9 month, some more!), because we are employed we aren't eligible, because we currently have a roof over our heads we aren't eligible. A few can make appointments in 3-5 weeks due to the holidays, and so many more. No luck with them still in the scary and unsure place we are.
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<div>I talked it though with a few important people in my life, I did a rant on my FB page, I cried more tears, and decided I would try this. I set my pride aside, I decided to allow for some hope and faith again in others and here we are. I decided that I would include the whole amount since it will be an issue next month by the sounds of it and figured I am no worse off than where I started if it doesn't change. If 2500 people (approx.. Because GFM takes a percent) donate a single dollar $1, then we would be okay! Heck even if we receive nothing, at least we tried!
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<div>My notice says we must pay by CHRISTMAS DAY 12/25/2025, $784.81 for our prorated rent-move in charge. If it is not paid by then, then on 01/13/2026 our tenancy will terminate and in our case that means eviction.
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<div>I have included in the amount requested the Security deposit of $1218, as the landlord let me know that would be an issue also, and based on timeframes we would still not have our request processed by the agency.
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<div>Our total need is $2002.81 and since I cannot put cents in the request I rounded it up to the next dollar.
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<div>If you are able to donate your coffee change, round up from your last purchase, a single dollar from your wallet, the savings you got on that last order from Amazon, match the tip you gave the barista, or just share this with your friends! your business if able, the public, someone you know.... Please do.
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<div>I am leaving this open until either I reach my goal or 01/13/2026, in hopes that I am able to obtain enough to pay and keep my tenancy.
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<div>I was told that there has been talk of him allowing 3 payments being made, but I will have to in tomorrow and ask him about it and get it in writing if I am able and allowed.
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<div>Thank you for reading this, sharing, listening, and helping where you can.... It means more than you know. I am literally crying again, but this time is tears of cleanse.
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<div>My favorite personal quote: "If life was meant to be easy it would be called luxury instead"-Me.
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<div>*images included have been redacted to protect personal privacy*
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Apryl Ferris

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Es fehlen nur noch $8 bis zum Erreichen des Zielbetrags!
Bewirke Gutes.

Misled! Now facing eviction. Help Aleysha, Quinn and Scott.

Es fehlen nur noch $8$10$9$8$7$6 bis zum Erreichen des Zielbetrags! Bewirke Gutes.

Misled! Now facing eviction. Help Aleysha, Quinn and Scott.

Es fehlen nur noch $8 bis zum Erreichen des Zielbetrags!
Bewirke Gutes.