My name is Alyssa, on the internet I go by Andrew though most of you call me Andy. I’m 22 years old (ftm) transgendered, disabled, & soon to be out of a home. I’ve been disabled since I was sixteen years old, a few months after I got a restraining order on my mother. She had been mentally & physically abusing my grandmother & I since I was two. I was diagnosed with Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder & depression. A few years later I was diagnosed with anxiety, as well. Due to these emotional complications, I had a hard time attending my junior year of high school. When they told me I had to retake the year, I dropped out completely. It took me a really long time to rebound from it all. I sunk into a really deep depression for quite a number of years between then & now. Most of that time was spent convinced that I’d be dead before I was twenty-five & that living without my grandmother wasn’t a necessity I’d ever have to plan for. I had become very delusional & utterly dependent. The change started in December of 2016, when I suffered from a Deep Vein Thrombosis in my right knee. Due to my depression, I lived a very sedentary lifestyle & because of that, I developed a blood clot in my right knee. Luckily the doctors caught it before any major complications occured, but now I have to be on blood thinners for a while & can no longer sit in one position for more than a couple hours at a time: which makes looking for a job even more difficult, paired with my other disabilities. The experience was a wake up call, however. Since then, I’ve been working arduously towards a healthier lifestyle. All that seems to be in my peripheral now though, as I face living on my own for the first time in my life. I’ve been living with my grandmother throughout this all & she’s become fed up with my dependency. She wants me to move out as soon as possible, though due to my emotional & physical circumstances, that’s much more difficult a task than she seems to understand. She’s helped me substantially throughout the years & I don’t hold this against her, which is why I’m taking it upon myself to seek help elsewhere, through the kindness of strangers. I do get a disability check & food stamps, though if anyone reading this out there is on those aids, they know that the help provided is meager. I receive enough to survive each month, but not nearly enough to save & rent a place of my own: which is where the goal on this Gofundme comes from. $5,000. Enough, hopefully, for the initial rent on a place of my own. I couldn’t begin to express how thankful I’d be for any amount of donation I receive from this. My life is moving in a very terrifying direction & I honestly don’t have a clue how much longer I have in this environment before I find myself without a bed. Even the smallest aid would mean the entire world to me. Thank you for taking the time to read this, Alyssa.
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