Temporary Help - I got this...
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Hey guys - I thought I'd try here to see if any of you would be willing to help me. As you may or may not know, i have been living in Tampa, Florida for the past year and a half. The first year was good, I was living with my really good friend Joel and things were going well. So well in fact I was able to get my own apartment. But thats when Covid hit, people started going crazy and I got harassed out of my apartment. Since then, I have been living, for a lack of better terms, On the Streets. I have a really good full-time job (I work for the unemployment office)helping people get money that is owed to them. And my medical insurance just became active, so instead of just not buying insulin and not using it, I can now afford it and can keep with with my diabetes (finally)! But more than half my check has been going to my weekly room rentals in motels and Extended Stay Americas and not having a car here in Florida, that's where my money went and it's been difficult, but i have been staying afloat so far...
Then last week happened...I had a date. Or so i thought it was. It ended up being one of the most horrific experiences of my life. I ended up getting drugged, being driven to a remote location at sunset and left there. Nothing for at least a 30 minute drive away. Luckily i had my cell phone and I called the cops because it was getting dark and I was so scared for my life. I told the Sheriff that i felt drugged and that I was also diabetic so it could as well be me blood-sugar levels that are making me feel so strange. I was treated like a criminal . Almost mocked. Everyone who I asked for help from, were extremely rude to me and not helpful at all. Even laughed ay me for being scared. It was almost as if the guy who i had a date with set this all up to scare the hell out of me or to get me back for something or who knows what. Anyway, I asked to go the the hospital to get my blood sugars checked on and to see if i had maybe been drugged and that never happened. I ended up in jail for 10 days for trespassing. How does that happen you ask? I still have no clue. after talking to all the unhelpful people, i woke up in a jail cell. All that i do know is that i was never taken to the hospital, my blood -sugar levels werent checked until my 3rd day in jail, and it was WELL into the 500s. When i met with the judge i was still confused as to what happened and he said that if i was confused i shouldnt be making a plea, and i told him that i wasn't, and then he told me "good luck trying to get an attorney, you might as well just plead guilty and i'll just sentence you and we will be done with this" and I said ok, then he said, "10 days in jail" and that was that. I didnt think judges could do that? Anyway, he did. I spent 10 days in jail for wanting to have a good time and go on a date with a stranger. NEVER AGAIN.
I would like to go back to Denver. But not to live. To visit. I know a lot of you will be saying, "just come back to Denver, you have family and friends here" and yes that sounds awesome. But what sounds more AWESOMER, is me being independent, me having and keeping my awesome full-time job, me eventually getting my own apartment here in Florida and me not having to go back to denver and ask anyone to support me or have me live with them or what not. "As i breathe, I hope" As long as i am physically able to, I will keep chasing pavement, i will keep bettering myself, and I will continue to grow both physically and spiritually and I will one day get my life together enough so any of you will be able to visit me and see what Florida has to offer. I CAN'T WAIT.
So, here's the thing. Being in jail for 10 days really set me back. I am at risk of losing my weekly room tomorrow. I lost a whole week of earnings and so that is what I am asking help for. Also, my insulin is ready to be picked up and this is the very first time my insurance is helping cover it, but it's still almost $200. And im not asking for just a hand out....I am looking at it this way, if i can raise at least even $500, thats like 25 of you helping me out with just $20 each...that would catch me up so I wouldnt have to pack up my room and try to figure out how i am going to be able to work everyday and try to find a place to sleep for 4 days until i get paid again. Dont get me wrong, I have done it before, pretty recently actually, but its not ideal and it actually sucks. And not only that, but like I said, im not looking for a free hand out. I promise that everyone who helps me out, I will pay back. I get paid weekly and every week, i will pay one person back whatever they are able to help me out with this week. Now, that, i can do, it's affordable and I you would get your money back. You have my word.
I really hate asking people for help, but that experience I went through last week, really humbled me. It really made me re-realize how alone I am out here. It made me rethink my personal relationship with God. My personal relationships with everyone who i love. I want to reconnect with everyone again. I dont ever want to feel as alone and lonely as i did when that guy dropped me off in the middle of nowwhere.
So I am hoping you guys can help. Please, if you can. I planned on visiting Denver for Christmas, but not sure with the COVID thing going on. But i am now starting to get home sick. Starting to miss all the things i took for granted out in Colorado....especially the crisp mornings. I miss those sooo much! oh and of course, you guys ! I cant wait to be able to come back and visit.
Un dia a la ves.
Thank you,
Angelo
Then last week happened...I had a date. Or so i thought it was. It ended up being one of the most horrific experiences of my life. I ended up getting drugged, being driven to a remote location at sunset and left there. Nothing for at least a 30 minute drive away. Luckily i had my cell phone and I called the cops because it was getting dark and I was so scared for my life. I told the Sheriff that i felt drugged and that I was also diabetic so it could as well be me blood-sugar levels that are making me feel so strange. I was treated like a criminal . Almost mocked. Everyone who I asked for help from, were extremely rude to me and not helpful at all. Even laughed ay me for being scared. It was almost as if the guy who i had a date with set this all up to scare the hell out of me or to get me back for something or who knows what. Anyway, I asked to go the the hospital to get my blood sugars checked on and to see if i had maybe been drugged and that never happened. I ended up in jail for 10 days for trespassing. How does that happen you ask? I still have no clue. after talking to all the unhelpful people, i woke up in a jail cell. All that i do know is that i was never taken to the hospital, my blood -sugar levels werent checked until my 3rd day in jail, and it was WELL into the 500s. When i met with the judge i was still confused as to what happened and he said that if i was confused i shouldnt be making a plea, and i told him that i wasn't, and then he told me "good luck trying to get an attorney, you might as well just plead guilty and i'll just sentence you and we will be done with this" and I said ok, then he said, "10 days in jail" and that was that. I didnt think judges could do that? Anyway, he did. I spent 10 days in jail for wanting to have a good time and go on a date with a stranger. NEVER AGAIN.
I would like to go back to Denver. But not to live. To visit. I know a lot of you will be saying, "just come back to Denver, you have family and friends here" and yes that sounds awesome. But what sounds more AWESOMER, is me being independent, me having and keeping my awesome full-time job, me eventually getting my own apartment here in Florida and me not having to go back to denver and ask anyone to support me or have me live with them or what not. "As i breathe, I hope" As long as i am physically able to, I will keep chasing pavement, i will keep bettering myself, and I will continue to grow both physically and spiritually and I will one day get my life together enough so any of you will be able to visit me and see what Florida has to offer. I CAN'T WAIT.
So, here's the thing. Being in jail for 10 days really set me back. I am at risk of losing my weekly room tomorrow. I lost a whole week of earnings and so that is what I am asking help for. Also, my insulin is ready to be picked up and this is the very first time my insurance is helping cover it, but it's still almost $200. And im not asking for just a hand out....I am looking at it this way, if i can raise at least even $500, thats like 25 of you helping me out with just $20 each...that would catch me up so I wouldnt have to pack up my room and try to figure out how i am going to be able to work everyday and try to find a place to sleep for 4 days until i get paid again. Dont get me wrong, I have done it before, pretty recently actually, but its not ideal and it actually sucks. And not only that, but like I said, im not looking for a free hand out. I promise that everyone who helps me out, I will pay back. I get paid weekly and every week, i will pay one person back whatever they are able to help me out with this week. Now, that, i can do, it's affordable and I you would get your money back. You have my word.
I really hate asking people for help, but that experience I went through last week, really humbled me. It really made me re-realize how alone I am out here. It made me rethink my personal relationship with God. My personal relationships with everyone who i love. I want to reconnect with everyone again. I dont ever want to feel as alone and lonely as i did when that guy dropped me off in the middle of nowwhere.
So I am hoping you guys can help. Please, if you can. I planned on visiting Denver for Christmas, but not sure with the COVID thing going on. But i am now starting to get home sick. Starting to miss all the things i took for granted out in Colorado....especially the crisp mornings. I miss those sooo much! oh and of course, you guys ! I cant wait to be able to come back and visit.
Un dia a la ves.
Thank you,
Angelo
Organizer
Angelo Deherrera
Organizer
St. Petersburg, FL
