Due to a tragic turn of events, I have two weeks to find a place to stay. Or I’ll be homeless. I also have to get the money to pay the advance for a new place to stay.
This makes me want to cry.
Makes me angry.
Tomorrow I’ve got the surgery. Then we’ll see what’s going to happen.
Right now, I need all the help I can get. I mean, I need your help, so I don’t end up on the streets.
When I thought that not being able to eat and smile was as big a problem as they can come…
If you’d like to help me out, you can donate any amount you see fit here.