I am currently living in an extended stay hotel, and have been since the end of July of 2024, with my emotional support animal in my cat, Winona.  This occurred as a result of being wrongfully and unjustly terminated from my last job and being kicked out of my previous apartment by my shady landlord and his evil property manager.  I did nothing wrong to have that happen.  I was always a stellar employee and equally stellar tenant that just wanted a safe and quiet and peaceful place to live without disruptions and disturbances.  When I spoke up about problems in the workplace and in the apartment complex, the solution was to retaliate and have me wrongfully terminated and then kicked out of my apartment.  These are things that were out of my control.  I have been unable to find another job because of my previous employers likely slandering my character and illegally divulging that I was fired and stating it was because of misconduct (even though there are zero records of such).  I also have some debilitating health issues and am  currently battling to get approved for disability (I initially filed a claim in early 2023, but that claim was denied and so was the subsequent appeal).  These include: asthma, mixed bilateral hearing loss, osteoarthritic knees, chronic lower back pain, PTSD/C-PTSD, depression, anxiety, among others.  I do not have any ounce of support from my family, who could easily financially support me.  I am currently not on speaking terms with my mom because she is the root cause of my PTSD/C-PTSD, and likely has narcissistic personality disorder, in addition to being abusive (in various forms).  I have been hustling and grinding for 15 years before I got terminated, and I am now at a crossroads in what I can do with my life and what kind of career would suit me best.  As you can probably see, I love to write, but I digress.  

I live here in this extended stay hotel with my emotional support animal, my cat Winona, who keeps me going when there are difficult and challenging days that I just don't want to.  So that is an expense in and of itself, but I would never ever want to give her up.  My life has always had furry animals that have helped me get through some very rough and tough and extremely difficult times in my life.  So, if you were moved by my story, and if you can find it in your heart and wallet to donate to my fundraiser, I would greatly appreciate it.  This is not the life I want for myself or my emotional support cat.  It is getting extremely expensive to pay rent every month here at this hotel (it has amounted to $2,189 and some change every month so far) and to pay monthly rent (about $175 and climbing) on a storage unit, and then to pay $100 every 6 months for a PO box, and my money is running out.  I have even had to tap into my deferred compensation account that I grew when I worked at a state government agency for about 15 years from Setember  2006 until about Febuary or March of 2020, right before COVID came out).  That money has dwindled fast in the past two or three years., even though I have tried hard to save up my money that I had earned at my previous jobs.  

When that money runs out, I will basically be homeless and be forced to file for bankruptcy. I don't want it to come to that.  So please, if you can, donate to my fundraiser and help my get back on my feet while I wait to get approved for disability and have doors opening up to places I can live at that aren't going to drain my wallet.  Thank you very much.  God bless.