Help me chase my dream. UPDATED

I made it to Denver with myself, and my animals on Saturday April 22nd. The move took so much longer than I planned, but we’re here and we’re doing okay. The time it took to move combined with living in two states for over a month, unexpected issues that came up while moving, and the reality that moving someone with my physical needs is much more expensive than I understood has made things incredibly rough. I have a hard time asking for help and often when I do I do it while trying to maintain some sort of bad ass image that I honestly don’t want anymore. 

The truth is the move has cost far more than I thought it would, and at times I wonder if I should’ve given up. Then I remember that nothing was working out for me in Utah and this is truly my best shot at surviving. I’ve sold almost everything I can to make this happen but I’m struggling to afford food and rent until I get paid again. I always feed my animals before me and this current time is no different. 

I originally thought this was all about chasing a dream, but it isn’t. As much as I love Utah it was not the place for me. I tried opening a beauty business and quickly realized that I was absolutely not what that industry looked like in Utah. I applied and interviewed for several jobs where the interviewer couldn’t get past the shock of what I looked like long enough to see how much education and experience I brought to the job. In Colorado I was given a job without hiding my tattoos or growing my hair out, and this has been absolutely amazing. This doesn’t help me with the obscene amount of money it cost me to get here. 

The truth is with the current state of the world Denver is a better place for someone like me. I will be able to take care of myself, by myself for the first time if I can just make it through this transition.