Have I mentioned that asking for help literally makes me want to die? I have? Okay, cool, let’s give you the rundown:
–My car is 22 years old. The windows don’t work (the passenger side is being propped up with door stoppers so it won’t fall down), the muffler needs to be replaced, I don’t have a door handle on the driver’s side, the transmission is dragging, it recently had to have the entire water pump system replaced, it can’t legally pass inspection, and the list goes on.
–My dad died a little over a month ago, and I am still reeling from this loss in a number of ways. I’m not sure how I will ever be okay again if I’m being honest. However, one of the things that keeps dawning on me is that…he was my mechanic. My car is unreliable as hell, and he was the only person who could fix it for me at a reasonable (i.e. free) price. Driving home 250+ miles round trip every two weeks to visit with him in the hospital for the past 6 months means that my old car is as fucked as ever. (It was worth it, because he was my best friend and I wouldn’t trade those moments for the world.) Still, I need a working car.
-I won a scholarship and a full tuition waiver for school for this semester. I thought this meant I would be getting back a bigger refund check…but SURPRISE. I’m getting an even smaller one, meaning that the money I was hoping to use to buy a reliable used car and pay off overdue bills….does not exist. I am out over $3,000 because of this. I graduate in May and I don’t know if my car will make it til then. I am so worried about my livelihood without this car.
All the money raised will go towards helping me get a reliable used car so that on top of the incredible grief and stress I am feeling at the moment, I won’t also feel crushed under the weight of this car that seems to be getting worse and worse by the day.
Please reblog this & donate if you can. It would mean the world to me. ❤