Getting his post-Mormon life going has been especially hard for John. He has gotten divorced, declared bankruptcy, totaled his car, and moved in with his parents. He is now working odd jobs and working on getting qualified to teach high school English.
Some friends are soliciting donations to help him get his own place again. As quoted here, this is what’s going on in his own words:
Generally, I do not hesitate to share when a kindness is done to me. However, I admit, in this instance, I proceed with ample hesitation. But, the person who contacted me, a dear friend, has asked that I share this link and a few comments publicly.
A fund has been set up to help me and my children as we seek to transition into a new place, as well as to make it through a difficult period.
{I have tears in my eyes.}
Many thoughts are running through my head. One of the loudest is simply (and sincerely): I do not deserve this.
But, then there is this thought: My children do.
I’ll be brief.
I am really struggling financially. In some ways, I blame myself. But, I am doing all I can to rebuild. I currently live with my parents. (There go many future dates, I know.) I filed for bankruptcy last summer. (Any remaining possible dates have now vanished.) I am working two jobs and have applied for a third. Also, I will be starting school again in January to earn my Utah State teacher’s license.
I am barely making ends meet and sometimes it feels like I will never climb out of this hole. Also, during the time I was unemployed and underemployed, Brooke, a dedicated and devoted mother, has worked insanely hard to meet the bulk of the financial needs of our children. I want to help more.
I am happy to report that things are looking up. Despite my accident this month (which will, in the end, result in nearly 3K for repairs), I have been feeling uncommonly optimistic about things. I believe this is because of my friends and family.
Regardless of what comes of this fund, I am deeply touched and filled with hope. I expect nothing. I am not wallowing in self-pity. I know that others are struggling, some more than me and my children. I am working hard to rebuild and checking my motives along the way. And I truly believe that everything is going to be okay.
I’m also confident that if I don’t soon find a place of my own, I might literally lose my mind. (I think my parents, two of the most kind and generous people I know, may have already lost theirs.)
One last thing: My friend, who wishes to remain anonymous, indicates that another anonymous donor has agreed to pay $1.00 for every Facebook “like” or “share” that occurs via the youcaring website before Sunday night, up to $500. {tears} You can simply like this post (here on my page), or go to the link below and either "like" or "share" via Facebook. These actions can be taken without contribution of any kind. I am grateful beyond my ability to express. How I love my family and friends.
If the kind folks of this forum feel as badly for John (and his parents, lol) as I do, please consider donating $20. Just for kicks, I’ll match the donations of all members of our charming trailer park community, up to $500 total (God knows there are worse things I’ve done with money).
http://www.youcaring.com/help-a-neighbo ... lay/115088
(For matching, send me a PM)