Hello Friends and Family,

Ive never been good at asking for help, but now I just don’t see any other way.

This is not the way I wanted to tell my story, but life never asked me what I wanted.

It all started when I lost my parents and had to take on all the responsibilities and obligations that went with the apartment I had shared with them for many years.

I had no savings to fall back on and after 18 months of trying to keep up, I lost everything. My apartment, my car, and then my job.

Thankfully friends and family were able to provide me with shelter and a vehicle (which unfortunately blew up 4 months after I received it.)

I got a new job at the beginning of 2024 and found a cute little house on the south side of Columbus in March the same year. I thought things were starting to look up, but I couldn’t have been more wrong.

My mental health had been declining for several years and the toll of everything that had happened in recent years was eventually more than I could bare.

In September of 2024 I tried to un-alive myself. I spent the night at Grant Trauma Center and was then transferred to a Behavioral Health Hospital for a week.

I was then required to attend Partial Hospitalization Therapy/Counseling for 9 weeks and could not work. Since I was not covered under FMLA, I lost my job again.

I have shared this with you so you could understand why I’m asking for help. I never want to be a burden to anyone and have always been a, “I’ll make it happen,” type of person.

I can’t do it anymore, not by myself. I’m losing everything again and I need help.

I know things are hard for everyone right now, but if you could find it in your heart to help me know, I would be eternally grateful.

My deepest gratitude to all who have taken time to read my story. May God Bless and Keep You All.

Crystal