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First let me say this has taken a large amount of choking on pride to even begin to THINK of posting or requesting.
Secondly. Prayers mean the most. There’s power in prayer.
As majority of you are aware I became a single mother in June of 2017. Unexpectedly and painfully. I’m not requesting assistance on the basis I’m supporting two children on a one household income as majority of my friends and family are single mothers and/or fathers. I’m aware of this fact because the larger percentage is individuals I’ve grown with or are members of my biological build up.
Limiting my sources from two parents and financial support to one, of part time employment, was a dramatic drop and damaged my credit history quickly. (So a personal loan is out of the question, believe me I exhausted all options before deciding this was my only solution.)
Previously I requested several prayers. I sent a mass text to all prayer warriors, all relatives and even affiliations. I didn’t disclose personal details or much else because pity was not what I sought.
I rented at the time from an individual I’ve often heard referred to as a “slum lord.” In November of last year my heat was not usable. 30 degrees outside, my son nor daughter could even stay home due to the conditions my land lord decided was acceptable to expose us to. After several days he sent in half-way repairmen and after stating it required two parts, the men never returned.
The following month I found myself with over a 700$ power bill. (ONE bill.) When I informed my land lord he and the choice of individuals he hired were at fault he attempted to evict me.
Leading to current. One of those individuals had stepped off a beam and cracked my ceiling. (Mind you: I did my part. Work orders WERE submitted) so fast forwarding my ceiling collapsed in. on me, my children and left my “home” in tatters. My children again, couldn’t return home due to these conditions.
Every day I was told my home would be returned to normal.
And every day I was lied to.
Work was missed. Payments falling behind. I sought for days a new place for my children and I to call home. I was successful. (Thank GOD.)
As well all know, loss of work is loss of pay. Moving costs far more than we ever expect it to. And here I am again, drowning financially. My vehicle up for repossession. It’s a never ending cycle of playing catch up. And yes, I am humiliated and yes, this is painful for me.
My gross income is considered too high for assistance. My income, the only income. And I’m incredibly blessed I was able to remove my children from a horrendous situation, we’ve yet to starve and with the support of my family we’ve not gone without any NEED.
But I need help. Any type of help. I just want to be able to breathe. Pay my bills and now we’re secure. At least for now. Thank you. Any questions, please direct to my inbox.
Secondly. Prayers mean the most. There’s power in prayer.
As majority of you are aware I became a single mother in June of 2017. Unexpectedly and painfully. I’m not requesting assistance on the basis I’m supporting two children on a one household income as majority of my friends and family are single mothers and/or fathers. I’m aware of this fact because the larger percentage is individuals I’ve grown with or are members of my biological build up.
Limiting my sources from two parents and financial support to one, of part time employment, was a dramatic drop and damaged my credit history quickly. (So a personal loan is out of the question, believe me I exhausted all options before deciding this was my only solution.)
Previously I requested several prayers. I sent a mass text to all prayer warriors, all relatives and even affiliations. I didn’t disclose personal details or much else because pity was not what I sought.
I rented at the time from an individual I’ve often heard referred to as a “slum lord.” In November of last year my heat was not usable. 30 degrees outside, my son nor daughter could even stay home due to the conditions my land lord decided was acceptable to expose us to. After several days he sent in half-way repairmen and after stating it required two parts, the men never returned.
The following month I found myself with over a 700$ power bill. (ONE bill.) When I informed my land lord he and the choice of individuals he hired were at fault he attempted to evict me.
Leading to current. One of those individuals had stepped off a beam and cracked my ceiling. (Mind you: I did my part. Work orders WERE submitted) so fast forwarding my ceiling collapsed in. on me, my children and left my “home” in tatters. My children again, couldn’t return home due to these conditions.
Every day I was told my home would be returned to normal.
And every day I was lied to.
Work was missed. Payments falling behind. I sought for days a new place for my children and I to call home. I was successful. (Thank GOD.)
As well all know, loss of work is loss of pay. Moving costs far more than we ever expect it to. And here I am again, drowning financially. My vehicle up for repossession. It’s a never ending cycle of playing catch up. And yes, I am humiliated and yes, this is painful for me.
My gross income is considered too high for assistance. My income, the only income. And I’m incredibly blessed I was able to remove my children from a horrendous situation, we’ve yet to starve and with the support of my family we’ve not gone without any NEED.
But I need help. Any type of help. I just want to be able to breathe. Pay my bills and now we’re secure. At least for now. Thank you. Any questions, please direct to my inbox.
Organizador
Carrie Mae Ott
Organizador
Union, SC