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Hi, friends.
I've done an incredibly poor job keeping updates going.

sigh

I thought July was going to be different. It was supposed to be better. I started the month feeling better, didn't have to miss any days of work due to illness, and was able to work a few more hours than usual.
Then my sister, who lives with me, and has only been able to maintain a small, though consistent, income ended up needing an emergency procedure and skin graft on her leg. She's fine, and is healing exactly as she should, thankfully.
But, that being said, we've had to rely on my income alone for several weeks now, and having covered electricity, as I am still utilizing O2 assistance, water utilities, and housing, all past due, for July, I can't see how I can possible cover those same costs for August, as well as necessary medications for both of us, and groceries...
For every step forward we take, it feels as if we're being knocked back two.

I'm sorry. I say every time that I hate asking for help, and I do. I have cried and been overwhelmed by anxiety for three days trying to write this.

I hate asking for help.
In my core, I just want to be well, and to be able to survive without needing to rely so heavily on other people. I want to be able to help all the people I see every day who are in much worse situations than I could ever imagine.

I understand that things are difficult for everyone right now. But I am still in need of help. I know it is a lot to ask, and if I weren't desperate I wouldn't. And if you aren't able to, I understand.

And I recognize that you, my friends, have far exceeded any generosity I could even begin to imagine.

I hate being in this place. But I am overwhelmed by the kindness I have seen. To say thank you is insufficient.
But, THANK YOU.

My Ko-fi is: ko-fi.com/scrub456

(Also, the image I have attached here is incomplete... I'm working on a Good Omens piece, and just haven't had the time to finish.)

Description

Hi, friends.
I've done an incredibly poor job keeping updates going.

sigh

I thought July was going to be different. It was supposed to be better. I started the month feeling better, didn't have to miss any days of work due to illness, and was able to work a few more hours than usual.
Then my sister, who lives with me, and has only been able to maintain a small, though consistent, income ended up needing an emergency procedure and skin graft on her leg. She's fine, and is healing exactly as she should, thankfully.
But, that being said, we've had to rely on my income alone for several weeks now, and having covered electricity, as I am still utilizing O2 assistance, water utilities, and housing, all past due, for July, I can't see how I can possible cover those same costs for August, as well as necessary medications for both of us, and groceries...
For every step forward we take, it feels as if we're being knocked back two.

I'm sorry. I say every time that I hate asking for help, and I do. I have cried and been overwhelmed by anxiety for three days trying to write this.

I hate asking for help.
In my core, I just want to be well, and to be able to survive without needing to rely so heavily on other people. I want to be able to help all the people I see every day who are in much worse situations than I could ever imagine.

I understand that things are difficult for everyone right now. But I am still in need of help. I know it is a lot to ask, and if I weren't desperate I wouldn't. And if you aren't able to, I understand.

And I recognize that you, my friends, have far exceeded any generosity I could even begin to imagine.

I hate being in this place. But I am overwhelmed by the kindness I have seen. To say thank you is insufficient.
But, THANK YOU.

My Ko-fi is: ko-fi.com/scrub456

(Also, the image I have attached here is incomplete... I'm working on a Good Omens piece, and just haven't had the time to finish.)