Slipping Through The Cracks

I sat down this morning, and wrote this up.  It explains the "whole" story (to a point, i TRIED to be brief and on point, but obviously am unable to...this is as close as I get).  I set this to the governor's office, 2 national senators, and a couple of news agencies.  I know nothing will probably come of it, however, it made me feel like I attempted something.  AGAIN.  And with the way Nevada is handling the PUA unemployment...i MIGHT see some money when I am 65. *sighs*  But believe you me...I am trying.  One step at a time.

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The tale of a person who is slipping through the cracks of our system

Hi. My name is Mary.  I am living through Covid-19, and the fallout, the same as many other people.  All of us have a story to tell.  However, mine is convoluted, and sadly, shows that there are people out there who fall through the cracks, and have trouble getting ahead again.

My history.  I am a single, white, female Veteran.  I am 52, and am now homeless.  I am disabled with fibromyalgia, depression, and sleep problems, but am not with an official diagnosis, so I do not get SSI, SSDI, or other forms of disability income, nor do I get Veteran's Benefits.  I have 4 cats, who were and are part of my emotional support.  I have lived in Las Vegas for 10 years, almost 11 years.  I was in a relationship this whole time to a person whom I thought it was committed, even though we were polyamorous, and that we had another partner.  I did not work, I had gone to school for Medical Administrative Assistant, but never got a job through it.  I only had one other job, but with the pain and sleep problems, I did not have a job for a long time.  In August, I finally decided "enough was enough" and I would try to make a small part-time income through eBay reselling, because it was something I could do on "my" schedule, whether my pain allowed me to work at 3am or 3pm, whether i worked for 1 hour or 5.  I could do small bite-size chunks, or power through one day, and deal with pain the next, mostly sleeping it off.  However, my ex-boyfriend, that I was living with, decided to introduce another person to the relationship, and invited her to live with us.  Long story short, this became very toxic, and in February, she convinced him to ask me to move out.  I had barely developed my eBay to a point that i might have been making $100/week "profit".  Despite fear for myself, my property and my cats (because of statements she made), he said that I could stay until 'sometime in April'.  However, March 20, he told me that I had to leave that day.  The reasoning was with Covid, the more I waited, the less resources would be there.  So that day, I moved into WestCare homeless shelter (a place for recovering substance abusers, that also houses up to 8 female veterans who are homeless).  That day, I had to stop my eBay business, I had to stop the only source of income that I had.  I had to leave my cats behind, as well as my possessions (he is "nice enough" to store these, and watch my cats, so i do not have to pay storage fees, or have to lose my cats).  However, there is the danger of my items being damaged or destroyed, or my cats killed, as when I went back the next day to get a few more items, after I left, the person went into "my" area, and spraypainted on the walls "pig" and "don't come back" and I was told she threatened to take my cats to California, feed them to her pit bulls, video the evidence, and send it to me.  Since that day, I have seen my cats 2 times.  One is old, could die any time, and my biggest fear is that she will die alone, no one there, wondering why I abandoned her.

I am in this shelter, and have been trying to find out what resources are there to assist me.  However, I am in this very grey, wishy-washy zone.  I had to stop doing the eBay resell, as I cannot go back and forth to my items, and I could not bring them here.  I could not go and source new items, since thrift stores were closed.  The shelter I was in, did a lock down, we were only allowed out one time a week for "necessary" shopping trips, or job or medical.  I also could not try to find online work here in the shelter, as they did not provide wi-fi (they do not even provide a desk/chair area, i have had to sit on my bed the entire time), and I have relied on my mobile phone's hotspot, since for the last 2 months, they have given free data, but after the 15th, I do not know what will happen.  Since I am in a shelter, I could not take online jobs that required voice, as I would not know if a fire drill would happen, if I would be interrupted by staff, or by someone yelling in the corridor or outside my window.  I could not try to take a typing type job, either, as working on a bed does not allow for long periods of sitting up/typing.

Resources have been slow, or non-existant.  People are working from home, and sometimes it has been 2 weeks between application and getting initial contact.  

I have had friends that have tried to booster me up.  I did a gofundme, and have raised a little bit of funds from that.  I also had online friends hold a fundraiser in Second Life for me, and raised some funds through that.  These same friends told me "wait!  The stimulus check is coming!  You will get that, and things will be easier".  At first, I did not believe them, and COULD not believe them, because I owe child support.  I KNEW that I would not be one of the chosen ones, to get $1,200.  But, April 28, there was a notice on the IRS website, that said my money was scheduled to be deposited to my bank account on April 28.  I believed...and for 1 month, I tried to find out where this elusive money went.  EVERY day, i scoured the IRS website, to try to figure out a way to contact them, scoured groups/etc, to find out.  I received a letter, telling me I would get it.  It took over 1 month, before I got a letter telling me that it went to my child support.  Now, I am NOT complaining in the LEAST that it went to my back child support that I owed.  My complaint is that I was held in limbo for 1 month, felt hostage, trying to find out.

For the entire time, I have been trying to find out what options are there for me.  But basically, I am finding out, because I do not have an income currently, I do not qualify for a lot of programs (i.e. housing that is based on income).  I *have* qualified for one program, the SSVF program through U.S. Vets.  They have said because of circumstances, they can assist me for 1-3 months plus deposit, and moving.  This is great.  This is wonderful news.  Except...every apartment I call, or have written, or have looked up, have a 2x or 3x rent requirement.  I have called many apartment complexes, however, without an income, they cannot accept me.  It appears that the ONLY place that I will qualify for, are the weekly motel type places.  Siegel Suites and the like.  I am on a waiting list with the housing authority, but I am #40ish on most of the places available to me, and #33 on Patriot Place.  I did receive phone calls from 2 other programs, however, because I qualified for the SSVF, they could not assist me.

I am trying to get into an apartment, one with stability.  I am hoping to find a 2 bedroom apartment, I know there are some that are $850 and less.  The reason is because of my eBay.  I am hoping, and fairly confident, when I start back, I will develop this into a full-time income, and be able to cover my expenses. With a 2 bedroom, I can keep one room as storage and an "office", however, I can go with a 1 bedroom.  I do not want to do roommate, because of the amount of items, because of my sleep problems, and because of the cats, and the same reasonings of why I do not want a studio.  

I was told to apply for SSI, SSDI, and VA Benefits.  I did all 3.  I received one letter back from SSI, I submitted more information that they requested, and I received a letter saying that I closed the case.  I never did.  But there's again, no phone numbers to call, no place to go into.  When the government said that self-employed and gig workers would be able to qualify for unemployment, I was apprehensively pleased.  I listened, and their first instructions were to "apply for unemployment, get denied, and then you will be able to have someone review the case, and approve it on a case by case basis."  I did so, and received my first denial, and sent in an appeal.  Then I found out about the PUA website, and on the very first day, I applied.  The first day that weekly certifications were able to be entered, I entered all.  I received my "Notice of PUA Monetary Determination", and thought all was well.  I have entered every weekly certification.  And then they stated June 1 would bring adjudication.  I was one of the first numbers, #18xxx.  I thought I would either get approved, or get a phone call.  None happened.  On the 5th of June, I started to call, and I joined a group on facebook, Nevada - Pandemic Unemployment Assistance (PUA).  I have found out more from this group, than I did from the website...and found out that there are people who are having as many, if not more, problems than I am.

Which brings me to today.  My current situation.  My last week has been on the phone 8+ hours a day, dialing in to the Pandemic Unemployment Office's phone line.  It dials, I get to listen to horrible guitar music for 20 seconds, and get told to hold for the next available operator. At the 5 minute 40 second mark, it cuts off, and I have to redial.  This has been Friday from 10am - 8pm.  Saturday from 8am until 12, and Monday through Thursday from approximately 9 or 10am until 8pm each day.  I have not even taken a break for the lunch or dinner served here, I have just been hitting redial every time.  Today, I finally figured out how to use redial, so now I do not have to manually hit redial.  

I have found out that many people, who filed on the first day, are caught up in a "glitch" that must be manually cleared.  MANY people have applied in the last 2 weeks, and received pay 3 days later, however, most people who applied that first day for PUA have not received it, unless they have been one of the lucky few who have been able to reach an adjudicator to help remove it.  Those even on line 81 can see "you are fine, you just need someone to manually approve it".  Friday, the head of EDTR stated that they would pay now, adjudicate later, but for most of us, that hasn't happened, and does not appear that it will happen soon.  I have had a status of "Lack of Work" (5/23) and "Working Full Time" (5/23), which has dropped off.  There was a glitch (stated publicly by many agencies) of "Claim Stopped" (5/25) and "IP - Investigative Case" (5/25) that also dropped off pretty much immediately.  I also had "PUA - Other Program Elegibility" (5/22) which also was gone within a couple of days.  So currently, I have "Case under Review - No" and "Unresolved Issues - Yes" with no Outstanding Claim Issues.  My eligibility review date was 4/19/2020.  Some have guessed that since this is before the first date that we could enter our information, that is part of the glitch.

So now, I am in this...perfect storm of issues, and it feels inescapable.  I cannot get an apartment without an income.  However, I cannot START doing my "job" again (ebay reselling) without an apartment or place to live.  I cannot qualify for a lot of places due to income requirement, even those that base your rent on income, because I do not have disability income.  I also have not been homeless long enough to qualify for some other programs.  I got, but did not get, a stimulus check, and now, I am in a holding pattern, to find out will I get this unemployment PUA income, and will I be able to get a place.  I tried to fight with the VA system for medical attention and assistance with disability over 2 years ago, and had to give up, because I was unable to take the stress...and I am back, now, in that same nightmare, with this.  

I have 4 cats waiting for a place.  1 of them, I may never see again.  1 of them, I may have to give up, even if I do find a place.  These cats are my emotional support.  They, and virtual friends, have kept me going in this frustrating time, in a room devoid of decorations, of television, of entertainment.  Lonely, and stressed.  Every phone redial takes so much strength to press that button again, to hear the same music over, and over, the same voice telling you that the employees are busy helping other people, to please wait a couple of minutes and try your call again.  This all leaves a person feeling beat down, hopeless, and at the end of their rope.  It truly feels like a never-ending nightmare that you cannot wake up from. 

So I feel like I am slipping through the cracks, and I do not know how to keep from falling, and how to keep from failing.  And so I reach out, in hopes that perhaps someone can help.   

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Update 21 March -- Homeless Shelter.

An update, people. The person that i loved, the person that I thought i could count on for the rest of my life, that i thought if we ever broke up, I could go to him if i ever became homeless or the like...just FORCED me to a homeless shelter today. No, he did not physically drag me there. I know i COULD have stayed, and there is no evictions allowed right now and all. He allowed a very unsafe environment for me to be created, allowed HER to take over and rule the house, and because of HER, forced me out of the house. All because "he can't see taking care of me in 30 years, or living with the cats", and "it's 30 days now, but then they will push it to 30 more and 30 more, and when will it end?". So, not only the WORST fucking time in the world, pandemic and all (the only worst would be war, alien invasion, etc, I have had my only source of income removed from me, which was PART of the reason he WANTED me to move, was to have an income so i COULD move, so now i have literal thousands of dollars of ebay product sitting at home...sorry, HIS HOUSE, that i can't do anything with. I can't work, and now my pain is back, there aren't chairs that i can sit on, i am in a bed that has a bar across it, hitting me on the kidneys, in a homeless shelter that's almost worse than a prison. There's one hall for the VA, one for detox, and one for transitional housing, and the halls aren't allowed to mingle. I mean we have to for medicine, eating, doing laundry, but we can't just sit and TALK or the like. Normally, the rules would be we had to be in, curfew by 9pm, and visitors allowed on the weekends only. Well...because of the virus, we aren't allowed to go anywhere, except work and medical appts. She gave me one exception for tomorrow, so i could go to a food pantry giveaway, and go get more stuff (food, etc), but after that, i can't leave. Oh, and I might be here for 90 days?

So basically, the man that i loved, and trusted, and would have allowed to make life and death decisions over me for medical and surgery, has ripped 99.9% of my trust...and i want to say my love. DAMMIT, why would i still love a piece of shit, who would do something like this to me? The man that stood tall and proud, in August, is now a husk of a man, who is bent, who can't stand up to Krystal, even though he was supposed to be her "Daddy", and she was supposed to do "anything" he told her to do, because he was her "soul mate". Starting in August, EVERY single friggin promise he made me, he broke. Including Friday. he said I had til April. Then gave me just a few minutes to go to the VA, and i had 2 hours after, to pack a few things, to close down my eBay and other forms of sales on the web, and to say goodbye to my cats. THAT was heartbreaking, knowing it was so damn possible that it might have been the last time I saw Nazzy. She's old, underweight, and has a mouth problem (causing the underweight)...and I won't be there for her, if and when she dies, she will be alone.And also, i am at a place, not down the road, like we thought (on the way to the intake for the program at the VA clinic, he said that "oh, you can still come back and work on your stuff, and still see the cats. It's not like i am locking you out, or going to change the key on you". Yeah, if the bitch couldn't deal with me BEING in the house, and him spending ANY time with me, think she would be any happier with me coming over "every" day, to do work and spend time? Yeah. me too.

and what's worse...*I* have changed. I have NEVER hated a person, til Krystal. In the last month, my talking and my writing has beccome hateful over her, and this situation. I am a former Marine, and have no problem with using or hearing "bad" words, no matter my SL "age" etc. But all i can do now is say that he's doing this, because she has the Golden P(kitty), and the everloving WALLET...the only solace i can take, is that he's using her for her money. He says he can't see taking care of me for 30 more years...her PSYCHO ways, and him having to lay in bed with her for 2-4 hours at night, listening to her cry, and threaten to kill me, and "why can't she have the right to have life or death decistions over me", or threatending to burn the house down...#1, that's not a man...poly or not, I would NEVER allow someone in a relationship or a friendship who did not respect the other, or in this case who made threats (and yes, she threatened physical on me, also). #2 - he said she was "better" in his explanations to get me to let her move in...yet, she has gone off an on her medications so much...so, taking me to appts/etc is sooo much worse than psycho bitch? the one that had NO respect for his others, so no respect for HIM?

Well. there you have it. My update. not much of one. He couldn't even wait til Monday, so I could try to find out information/etc from Siegel suites/etc. As of this moment, my whole life has been taken away from me...my home. my eBay. my ability to earn an income, my cats. my love. my self-respect. my pride. Someone PLEASE please PLEASE try to tell me how this is better? You know, I can't even go out and panhandle right now. Not that there's viable areas, with the state shut down. And with 'everyone" losing their jobs/etc right now...there won't be services for me to get a home, and probably not even a job, because everyone will be fighting for those SAME jobs. I can't stand for long periods, or walk, or i would be trying for those amazing Amazon jobs that have popped up. He complains about my not having a job, or a "real" job. I was building up an eBay business, though, while all he did was "pack and pack and pack". Even though i told him about amazon, about jobs during christmas rush, tried to get him to help with ebay or start his own, or to do uber/lyft, or postmates/ubereats/etc...so his solution? He got a PARTTIME job, that even took 1-2 days a week away (so he normally only worked 1 or 2 8 hour shifts)minimum wage. I was earning more money than him at some points. He said he had to make a change, cuz he had been spending too much time on the game. He didn't make a change, he only changed WHAT he did. He spent time reading up on Brexit, and other stuff. He packed and packed and repacked and packed stuff around the house. And he just sat and watched TV. His big plan? He was waiting for the census. That they had approved him for the job. With all this, think they are still going to have census workers go home to home? Well, i can't say for certain, maybe the TYPE of focus they will do will change/etc. Maybe they will. Prove me wrong. But i can almost bet, he has NOT put in one application in 3 weeks...because a week ago, he told me he hadn't put anything in for the previous 2 weeks. Somehow, the golden ticket to life and prosperity for him and me, was to get me out of the house, and most of his time and energy was pushed into that, and calming down the psycho in the other room. I hope he's happy. He's thrown 10 1/2 years of love from one, and maybe 2 people, out the friggin window, along with self-respect dignity, loyalty, trustworthiness. For 6 months he told me i would not get replaced. I would not get kicked out. She would not make me move. Feb 7...i got told i would get kiced out, and friday, i had to move. 6 months ago, he told me to trust him. I did. he would get SO hurt. He's proven even his WORD is nothing. He's not a man, anymore. He's a shell. Who's...well, let's just say somehting is in a vice. But someone else today said he doesn't have any anymore. And really, I have to agree with that. Narcissist. Textbook. If it's not part of his worldview, it doesn't exist and shouldn't matter.

Absolute worst fucking thing about this? I still love him. Damn me and my peacemaker heart, who tries to see the good in all people and situations, who always says "try to see if you can remain friends, or at least not enemies". I can't spend 5 minutes with him now (not that i got to in the last 2 weeks, except for doctor or food pantry runs...or yesterdays' drag to the homeless shelter), without it turning to why did he do this, what did i do to deserve it, and dragging up every minute part of what went wrong the last 6 months. No wonder he didn't want to spend time with me. He turned ME into the psycho bitch.

Thank you to everyone who has helped.  I have had people donate through purchasing gachas and kittycats, as well as have either donated to the piggy banks, or direct passage, of Lindens, which will be cashed out to help with RL...SL is my friends, and my mental health, so i will keep my land/store and kittycats, so i have ways to interact/etc.

I also have had one donation of $25 to the gofundme.  That will be a LOT of help.  Also, with the positive vibes that are happening, I had another wonderful thing happen.  We went to a food giveaway at a church today.  They were giving away food for the cats, also.  My bf and I were the last 2 to get a case each.  AND it was Fancy Feast.  The cat that is underweight is in HEAVEN.  I can split a can of regular cat food with 4 cats, and the next day, there's still some food in the bowls.  However, she SCARFED this.  So see, even those who say that they are sorry they can't help, or can't help more, you DID! You put positive vibes out there in the universe for me!

Anyway, not much of an update.  This week, i plan on checking to see if there might be an office or warehouse space that i can rent, a pseudo storage locker solution, but that will allow me to keep my kitties.  if i can find one around $300, then i can still do my eBay, and take care of them.  having a place to list, take pics, and work through the day, then back to a shelter at night. bus ride would be the hard part, but it gives me an option other than having to just give up on eBay and the cats.

Baby steps...baby steps.

Information about my current situation

Friends of mine have asked, why did I disappear from SL, and mostly from FB, for 6 months...and what is happening now.  So I thought I would write this up in one post, so that ya'll can see.  It will also explain what is in the future for me, and the reason I am asking for assistance.

I have lived with a person for 10 1/2 years, a person who I knew from Second Life 3 years before that.  During this whole time, we also have had another person in the relationship, his girlfriend, whom I have had, and still have, a very good relationship with.  I have not worked, due to pain and sleep issues, as well as depression, although during this time, I did attempt to go to school, and in fact did graduate.  I had given up on the medical/VA system, due to several things, but the main thing was getting to detox from morphine on Christmas Day, 3 christmases ago.  This, among other things, made me give up on the medical system, and fall deeper in depression for 2 years.  I am unable to walk long distances, that i can't even walk to the bus stop 1/2 block away most days, I have trouble sitting up in a regular chair for long periods (I sit on a loveseat, so i can put my legs beside me, or on an ottoman), and my sleep pattern is...erratic.  some days, i sleep 3-4 hours at a time, wake up for 2-4, and back for 3-4...other times, i could sleep almost 24 hours.

In August, I decided that I needed to try to bring in some kind of income, so I started to try to do eBay reselling.  My boyfriend owns his own home (i have NO claim on it, i pay no bills or anything towards it, and Nevada does not have common-law marriage), however, we were coming close to losing it.  There is another problem, that the pipes underneath are busted, that need to be replaced, making it so that our bathtubs and sinks in the bathroom do not work, and get worse every day.  I started to try to do eBay reselling, despite the fact that this could keep me from being able to qualify for disability, and the pain issues that it brings up.  Most of the time, if I go to a thrift store, and spend an hour...i could be in bed dealing with pain for the rest of the night, and possibly the next day.

After I started to do this, my boyfriend approached me about including yet another girl in our poly relationship.  This was a girl we tried to include almost 5 years ago, yet she was asked to leave, because of disruptive mannerisms.  She was divorcing her ex-husband, and would have been left homeless (as was explained to me).  So, since I could not see anyone sleeping in the back of a vehicle in August in Las Vegas heat, I said she could move in, on the condition that she was just to stay until she found another place, that she was just to be a short-term roommate.  Shortly thereafter, my boyfriend stated, against my wishes, that he would be making her his girlfriend.  This was the first of many promises that was broken, and the beginning of 6 months of hell for me.  This person has threatened to kill me, as well as to burn the house down, among other things.  So, i have lived in a small section of the house, afraid to even go use the kitchen to cook.  During this 6 months, that I was off of Second Life, was used to develop my eBay business, watching videos, learning how to source, learning how to pack/ship, building up stock, and listing, and was trying to develop a working business for both myself and my boyfriend.  But because of this other girl, I also spent many days in bed, due to depression, just trying to escape from the world, essentially.  Scared, frightened, alone, depressed...almost every emotion except happy and hopeful.

About 1 month ago, I was asked to move.  I was given til April to move.  One of the reasons he has chosen her, and asked me to move, is money.  Now, I have to say, my boyfriend is a good person, other than this whole situation.  He has allowed me to stay for this time period.  He has given me rides/etc.  There are many things I can be angry at him for, and there are many things I can defend him on, also.  But, in this case, I am basically told that i have to move, despite the fact that I do not have a job, and my ebay reselling does not bring in near a full-time income yet.  Basically, in about 2 weeks, I could be going to a type of homeless shelter, a converted motel here in Vegas for veterans, that sleeps 4 in a room.  The reason this distresses me so much, is that I have 4 cats.  These cats are not just my pets, they bring emotional support to me.  One of them is over 16 years old, and is underweight, and I don't expect her to live long.  When I adopted them, I didn't just adopt a toy, I made a commitment.  So I am trying everything I can to keep them.  I truly feel, that if I go to this shelter, not only do I lose my cats, but I lose this business that I have struggled to build up, at least to this point.  I have tried to figure out my options, from maybe trying to find an office/warehouse that i can keep the cats in, as well as work my business from, to possibly moving to Wichita, where a friend has offered to let me keep my stuff, and cats, in half of a garage there (however, it still would not solve my living situation, and could put me worse, because of the cost of the move).  And don't get me started on the coronavirus that's sweeping the country...cuz I am trying not to panic also because of it. (note: after writing this draft, i have spoken with him, and have been told he will not give me an extension, because "everyone will get it", and the government is just trying to slow the rate of people getting it, it's not to STOP people from getting it).

Since I do not have a "real" job, and do not make a full-time income, I do not forsee that any apartment complex here in Vegas would allow me to move in, much less the cat deposit and regular deposit that I would need, especially since most places require that you make 2-3x the amount of the rent as income.  I do think that once I move, and am out from under a lot of the stress that has occured, I probably will be able to work more on the eBay reselling, and make more of an income from it.  One of the options that is available to me are the Siegel Suites motels here...they have some small 'apartments' that are 600-800+ per month, but they have a very high cost for pet deposit, as well as extra per week per cat.  They also have a limit of 2 cats...most places that rent, i understand, only allow 2 animals...so have already been looking into adopting out one of my cats, and hoping that anyone who is willing to rent to me, will allow my oldest to stay, as she is on the verge, essentially.

I do not know how much I will need.  For now, a goal for me to try to achieve is $1500.  I feel I will need more, but if I try to strive for more, i could overwhelm myself and miss the mark entirely.  So, I am trying through a gofundme venture, through my eBay reselling, of course, as well as possible through Second Life sales.  I do have some things on there (my kittycats and my store) that i pay for, using second life funds...that are more mental health than anything...however, I am selling some items and hoping that I will be able to raise some funds for my real life, also.  I have panhandled in the past, and it is also an option open to me for the future, however, I want to keep away from that if possible.

I do not have a vehicle, and have been unable to get a driver's license due to not paying child support.  However, since I have been able to make payments, they have re-instated my ability to get one...however, I do have to take the test again.  It probably is not a very "important" step, as i can't see affording a car, if i can't even afford to put a roof over my head, but it is one positive thing he did for me...pushing me to go and get it checked out, and finding out that it is possible.  A vehicle would make my ebay sourcing easier, however, because of my inability to walk long distances, and that making it hard for me to ride the bus/etc.  As well as things like grocery shopping.

Part of the reason I am reaching out...I feel isolated, I feel alone.  I don't know options...and possibly "simple" ones could be ones I am not seeing.  I don't have friends, that I know in Las Vegas.  I don't have friends that I can crash with.  Basically, my friend circle has been online.  With the eBay reselling, i was JUST starting to get out to meet people, and also playing Magic on occasion.  I feel like I have no where to turn...my online friends are good.  VERY good friends.  I just have no one here, to turn to.  And sometimes that is very isolating, when the person you thought you could always turn to...is the one that is turning you out.  The one that 6 months ago, got mad that I couldn't trust him...yet he has done everything, including turning me out during a time that places are closing...oh, i could go on.  Sorry.

If you have reached this far, I appreciate your time, and attention.  I ask that you keep me in your thoughts and prayers, and as I have told others in the past, if you can't help me...help others.  Even if that "other" is yourself.  All of us have difficulties at one time or another...this is just my share.  I will make it through, one way or the other...Thank you, my friends, for reading, and your help.

How can you help?  You can check the following places:
GoFundMe:  gf.me/u/xqsm5j
eBay website:  https://www.ebay.com/str/kittynsventures
Poshmark website:  https://poshmark.com/closet/fyrebirdcourier
Mercari website: https://www.mercari.com/u/231629462/
paypal: kittyn.twins@yahoo.com

In second life, you can find me as fyrebird courier or snowkittyn sweetwater.  I am holding a 35L yard sale, where i have a lot of gachas rezzed for 35L, as well as some rares.  At this same location, I have kittycats rezzed for 100L each.  That is located at: http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Whately/190/223/59 I also have some collection cats, cabbits, and other KittyCats at another location, here:  http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Whately/232/239/461