Hello, my name is Łukasz, and today I find myself in a position I never imagined: asking for help. I’ve been living in the UK since 2010 and moved to Southampton in 2017, determined to build a stable life. I worked hard and, for years, the aerospace industry gave me purpose. But recently, everything has fallen apart. I lost my job during COVID-19 when the company I worked for let employees go. It was devastating, but I didn’t give up. In April 2024, I was finally able to return to the company on a full-time contract. I was proud of my perseverance and was rebuilding what I thought I had lost. But my hope didn’t last. A few weeks ago, I was unfairly dismissed—not because I wasn’t doing my job, but because I was targeted and discriminated against for being neurodivergent. I have hyperactivity and undiagnosed ADHD, which I am still fighting to get properly diagnosed. Instead of offering me support, my manager and colleagues twisted small mistakes into major problems. Even things beyond my control—like waiting for security because I forgot my badge—were used against me. When I asked for help, I was told I was not performing well enough. The most painful part is that this company promotes mental health awareness, diversity, and inclusion. Their billboards, posters, and HR messages tell employees that they support people like me. But when I needed that support most, I was rejected. I wasn’t just unfairly dismissed, I was bullied, rejected, and discriminated against. There was no support when I needed it, and no one stood up for me. My colleagues ignored me, avoided me, and belittled me behind my back. It wasn’t just about mistakes—it was about people using my differences against me, judging me for things they didn’t understand. Some people made nasty comments and assumptions about me, calling my struggles “an excuse” instead of offering support. I was mocked, excluded, and treated like I didn’t belong, just because of who I am. The lack of leadership, the failure to provide training I was promised, and the way things were twisted all led to the victimization I faced. I tried to hold on. I tried to keep going. But I couldn’t. And now I feel completely lost. Since my dismissal, I’ve been applying for jobs every day, but the reality is it’s been even harder to find work. I’m on waiting lists for Job Seeker’s Allowance, an ADHD diagnosis, and mental health support, but I don’t know how long I can wait. This is hard to admit, but I need to be honest: last week, I tried to overdose on my medication just to sleep longer and escape my pain for a while. Thankfully, nothing happened, but the truth is, I’m still struggling. This is the third week of feeling completely hopeless, and I don’t know what to do anymore. To make matters worse, I was supposed to see my mom in Poland at the beginning of February, but I don’t have the money to travel. I had planned to use money from last month towards the trip, but now that’s no longer possible. I’m broke, overwhelmed, and mentally exhausted. I have social anxiety, and it’s getting harder to deal with. I’m also terrified of flying alone. I feel stuck, isolated, and rejected by a system I thought would help me. It’s hard to keep moving forward when everything feels like it’s falling apart. That’s why I’m reaching out. I need help. I need support, connection, and hope. If you can donate anything, even just £1, it will help me survive until I can find a job and get my life back on track. If you can’t donate, please share this or even just talk to me. I need a reminder that I’m not alone. This isn’t easy for me to share, but I’m not making this up. This is my reality. And without help, I don’t know how to keep going. If I were working, I would be helping others. But right now, I need help. Please, if you can, help me today. Thank you for reading, for caring, and for seeing me. Lukasz Kludczynski