Hi Everyone!

For those of you that don't know me, my name is Trey House. I'm a music student at Georgia State University, studying music composition, and a professional singer.

Unfortunately these studies have been made much more difficult because I have been living in my car for the last 2 months...

The path that led me to this is long and tragic. A long series of betrayals, from family, friends, and even my university...

As I write this I have just woken up from my first night's sleep in a bed in 49 days...

We had a cold snap coming in Georgia, and I was worried about trying to sleep in the car with temps in the 20s. Man I have missed a bed!!!

I pride myself on my independence, but I have reached a point where I have no choice but to reach out for help. Last Friday someone busted in my passenger window and stole my backpack while I was at dinner. This included my laptop & iPad, all my music for school, as well as all my school supplies. I cannot afford to replace any of these things. Heck I have BARELY been able to afford food, water, and gas during this stretch...

And as the year wears on it will get too cold to continue to live in my car, even if I get the window replaced…

I can’t go on without help…

I need help with rent

I need help to fix my car

I need help to replace my electronics

But I don’t just need monetary assistance…

I'm sure you’re wondering, why the Gofundme? Why not ask your family for help? Why not ask your school?

These are fair questions! I would ask them myself. I was planning to live with family this semester, as I did last year, but they BETRAYED ME. They claimed that I was not allowed to live with them because I am “dangerous & deranged”. They have NO EVIDENCE to support this slanderous lie. And they do not have the right to kick me out of my legal residence in Buford (the lake house my father bought for us) because they have no eviction notice. But I fled all the same. Because I fear them… I fear that they will keep lying and escalating. Until they call the police and lie to get me arrested.

But I felt safe, because the university had a policy that students facing homelessness can receive assistance with housing & food while they are in school! I heard this from multiple faculty members and my voice professor showed me where it was in the student handbook! So I reached out for help, and was directed to the office of the dean of students & the counseling center. Both of them were very kind and understanding, until they REFUSED to help. Or rather, they offered to sell me housing, starting at $1,000 a month (excluding fees). My singing gigs bring in around $1,000 a month TOTAL at this point…

So I was left with no choice but to live in my car, shower at my gym, and do my best to scrape by…

During this time neither my family nor the school has reached out to check on my, or offered to assist in any way…

My friends and teachers at school are HEART BROKEN, but their hands are tied. The kids have no money, and the teachers can’t step in if the authorities have determined that I am not eligible for assistance…

So I ask y’all for help, it is the only option I have left…

I need financial help, to be able to afford a long term Airbnb, to fix my car and replace my electronics.

I need legal help, to protect myself from my toxic family.

And I would LOVE help in furthering my performance career! I’m SO EXCITED to have started my composition journey at Georgia State, but my TRUE LOVE will always be singing! So if y’all have any opportunities for me to perform (weddings, funerals, pretty much any live event) I am ready, willing & able to assist!

And finally I ask for your prayers.

I am a Christian, and I believe in the power to PRAYER.

I have only made it this far because God has been with me every step of the way. He has poured his graces into me. Every lonely night spent curled up in my back seat, he was there. Slowly mending my broken heart. Giving me strength, guidance, and wisdom.

He asks that we pray for our enemies, and so I’ve been doing that. And it has helped me to let go of my anger. Then anger at being betrayed, the outrage at being slandered. To let go of the fear of being alone. The terror of the next betrayal, the hesitation to open up, and ask for help…

So my final request is that y’all pray too. Pray not just for me, but for them…

They need the prayers more than me.

God Bless,

Trey House