https://www.mycause.com.au/p/344733/scott-needs-help?popup=1
Dear kind-hearted souls,
In the quiet moments of the night, I find myself reaching out to you with a heart heavy with sorrow and hands trembling with uncertainty. The walls that have sheltered me for eight long years are soon to be taken away, leaving me with nothing but memories and the echoing silence of loss.
In the span of six fleeting months, the pillars of my life have crumbled one by one. My beloved father, who I devotedly cared for in our humble abode, has departed from this world. His absence has left a void no words can fill. My sibling, a kindred spirit and a source of unwavering support, has also been taken by the cruel tides of fate. A dear friend, whose laughter once filled these rooms, is no more. And now, my dear mother battles the same merciless illness that claimed my father, Alzheimer's, her light dimming with each passing day.
The financial burdens since my father's passing have only grown, a mountain of debts casting a long shadow over my already troubled existence. I grapple with agoraphobia, panic disorder, depression, and chronic nerve damage, each day a battle against invisible foes that seek to chain me within these four walls.
I stand before you, a seeker of employment with a heart full of hope, yet hindered by conditions that make the world outside a daunting labyrinth. Despite the certificates from compassionate doctors and my pleas for assistance through NDIS and Disability Pension, help remains a distant dream.
As I navigate the stormy seas of mental health with the guidance of a psychologist, I cling to the hope of government housing—a hope that has flickered for over eight years. The possibility of a bond deposit is a glimmer on the horizon, but it is not enough to steer me to safe shores.
The costs to settle bills, remove unusable furniture, and restore the house I must leave are mountains of expenses that loom large, threatening to bury me under their weight. Without a
