COVID-19 has obliterated our finances, and now we’re forced to move.
At the beginning of 2020 my Mother and I, finally escaping a highly abusive family situation that we’d been under for nearly a decade and still grieving my then-recent Grandmother’s passing, moved out and into a decent place for the first time in our lives. For once we didn’t have to grit our teeth and clean up mouse shit or caked on dust and oil from every surface before my Grandmother we were caring for came into contact with it. I still recoil when entering a bathroom in preparation for human faeces on the floor, but I’m relearning every day what it’s like to live in a normal household without an exceptionally dirty and violently abusive person in it. I even shared out a portion of my inheritance to my friends and others who had helped me survive in that situation, because I was finally in a position to pay people back, literally and figuratively.
Unfortunately, COVID has managed to steal my future from me, and over 60% of our savings. As both my Mother and I are high-risk due to varying medical issues between us, we took the difficult decision to shield in London in March 2020, which meant we’d be confined to our homes for as long as it took. One horrifically governmentally-mishandled year on I now no longer have the money to return to University to complete my degree, go to therapy, or even learn how to drive. In my attempts to at least have some sort of income I’ve been attempting to find online work copywriting since then, to no or very very little avail, and have taken to studying 3D product design software in the hopes of eventually being able to sell my services.
This changes nothing when it comes to our current savings, or situation. Our lease is up in July, and thanks to COVID the lack of income has completely crushed our prospects of staying here long term, so we’re having to move somewhere else. This costs….a lot, and while my Mother has finally gotten her first vaccine, I’m only on the cards for being fully vaccinated in November. This means I’m still not going to be able to find any temp work until November, which is, of course, after July.
I’m, frankly speaking, at my wits end and am consistently having to hold myself back from remembering the hope and security I felt briefly back in February of 2020 before this hit us hard or else I’ll spiral.
Though we’re in the process of selling our things including a handful of heirlooms and setting up stores for our handmade pieces, we need literally any income to keep us ticking over. Though we’re good money-managers, COVID has wrung us out emotionally, physically, and financially.
I cannot properly express how much I hate doing this again, because I thought we were finally free of it, but if you or anyone seeing this has anything to spare, I would be eternally grateful for the help in affording a moving van and general necessities.
You can give HERE, and hopefully in another month or so I should also be able to open a ko-fi shop where I can sell my 3D clothing for various game engines.
Please share if you can, and thank you.
still Having a Time, except slightly worse at the moment.