Support Jen's Fight to Keep Her Home and Health

Jen Berry McClain in Athens, GA here.

I have much joy in my life, oh so much joy, but the dark part of me doesn't want to go on.

My struggles are hard, harder than I let on because I'm adverse to admitting my foibles and failures.

I give everyone else more credit than they deserve, even the IRS and RBC (a bank that made a mistake is what's affecting me so adversely monetarily - they didn't report my $11k tax penalty to the IRS and it's a huge mess).

Maybe it's my naïve trust that things work out for the best that's at fault.

Whatever it is, I ultimately have miscalculated my life, my resources, my support base, and the forgiveness and acceptance of others.

No one has ever said I'm not an idiot, have they?

Basically, I've painted myself into a corner, and despite my best efforts, I need a giant chunk of change to keep from both being homeless and having my belongings in storage being auctioned off.

I have a health-related gap in my employment record that is interfering with my job search and cleaning up my credit and cutting up my credit cards in 2010 has left me with an unmeasurable credit score which has hindered getting a bank loan.

I'm not even worried about the vital prescriptions I can't fill or the doctor appointments I'm missing, because a part of me doesn't care anymore. At this point it's neither here nor there.

There's never a long story short with me.

Brass tacks, I need $6,000 to not be put on the streets and save my mementos in storage, and to badly save face with my creditors.

Yes, I could use help navigating all the systems. Duh. Just PM me instead of calling me out publicly or asking for dirty details in off-hand comments. I hate feelings and especially hate asking for help.

I do have irons in many fires - the IRS/ RBC fiasco is moving albeit slowly, jobs my lupus ass can handle remotely while I continue to try to get SSDI, what have ya... I am trying and will continue to do so.

Lectures and high horses are not welcome here.

I promise I'll do everything in my meager skewed power to stay above ground (despite my many health issues).

My querulous need for money and help sickens and shames me. Maybe should have talked about this sooner or maybe I should've just kept my trap shut.

Do not ask me about this in real life. I can't handle it.

I'm throwing in the towel. I can't keep up. I need y'all, some of ya anyway. See me trying to keep my sense of humor?

I do have a PayPal if this platform is not your thing. This is a breakdown of where the money will go:

$500 to East Athens Storage

$4000 for rent

$800 for other utilities

And the rest for doctor visits and meds

I have a good feeling on a couple of my remote job leads and when I can visit my doc again, the SSDI ball will start rolling again, so I'm trying to stay hopeful.

Thank you for your consideration.