Hi there, my name is Wim de Gier. But you probably know me as Butch Diavolo from Second Life or Facebook.

These past 6 months have been a rollercoaster of extreme horribleness for me. I will try to recap it as concise as possible.

I have been taking care of my elderly parents for many years, despite being chronically ill myself. My dad passed away 5 years ago after having suffered several devastating brain bleeds. Which left me taking care of my Mom. She was fine until she started losing weight at an alarming rate last year. Tests showed that she had a tumor in her bowels. Thankfully she cold be operated on (she was 84 at the time) and they removed the tumor. She had specifically stated that she did not wanted chemo- or radiation therapy. So after the tumor was removed and she was well enough, she came back home. And she was doing very well. Until May.

Since May she started to decline mentally and physically to the point that in June I had to have a bed put into the living room, because she couldn't use the stairs anymore. Her slow but steady decline continued until she finally passed on September 6th at the age of 85.

A week later I got word from the building society we rented the house from that I had to move out, because it was a family home. As a now one-person household, I was no longer allowed to live there. So I had to start looking for an affordable place.

Luckily I was able to find a place very quickly, which was basically a miracle since the renting market is completely stagnant here in The Netherlands.

Besides not even having the time to mourn and catch my breath after the intense period since May, I now had to quickly somehow arrange moving in to the new place. It was completely bare, so I had to also invest in flooring, wallpaper, paint etc.

I have two sisters, but they refuse to help me in any way, shape or form, accusing me of stealing money from my Mom, which is of course a pack of lies.

Since I am on a disability pension, my funds are extremely limited as it is. My savings were already gone after buying flooring. And since my sisters won't help, I had to hire companies to lay the flooring in the new house and to move my stuff to the new place. I also have to clear and basically strip bare the old house, so it can be rented out again. Meanwhile, I had to pay double rent since september while I tried to arrange to move etc. All the while also trying to have money for food.

Needless to say, I am now completely broke and in debt, living in a half decorated apartment and surviving on beans.

So I desperately need help. Having to ask people for money is extremely humiliating for me. I have never been in debt in my life and have always been able to fulfill my obligations. But now, I am stuck and at a loss of what to do. A friend suggested trying GoFundMe, so here I am. Reduced to begging for money so I can sort my situation out. It is a very, very bitter pill to have to swallow.

Anyway, I hope you are able and willing to help me. Then I will hopefully be able to finally mourn the loss of my mother and move on with my life. Every small amount will help. I will be so very grateful for any help you are able to give me.

Much love,

Wim/ Butch

P.S. The image is obviously not me. It is the avatar I use online.