Facing Homelessness and Poverty

I never thought I’d be begging strangers for help. But after my mom died from breast cancer, everything fell apart. We’ve sold what we could, borrowed until no one would lend to us, and we’ll be evicted from the only home I’ve ever known that we’ve been renting there for 20+ years and those memories gone if we don’t pay soon.

I used to love watching the sunsets at the park near our house. It was the one thing that kept me going after losing my mother. But now, I can’t even do that. The panic won’t let me leave the house and soon, we won’t have a house at all.m

I’m so tired. Tired of crying, tired of the knot in my chest that never goes away, tired of praying for a miracle. I’ve recently started re praying to god because I’m desperate I don’t know what else to do but ask. If you can help even £5 it’s one less night worrying about it’s gonna be my last night. If you can’t, I understand. But please share this. I’m running out of time.