A final appeal to those with a kind heart!

My name is Matyas and I am 51 years old. I was born and raised in a modest family, without the wealthy or the rich. As much as I could, I helped anyone with whatever they needed. Now I have found myself in dire straits and am asking for help from those who understand my situation.

I have always lived on the edge of survival. My parents helped me constantly when I was struggling, but now that I have lost my father, I have also lost hope for the future. What did I hope for? That we would all be better off, that we would no longer have to worry about tomorrow.

I am asking for your help to change jobs. Unfortunately, I also have to change location, the country. I should mention that my family lives in rented accommodation: my wife Alina, aged 40, and our son Codrut, aged 15. Unfortunately, we cannot survive for even a month here, nor can I in the distant country where I have found work. For this reason, I am asking for your help and hope for your understanding. I would never have resorted to this way of asking for help in my life if it were not a major emergency for us.

I’ve realised I can’t do this alone; I’ve tried countless times to change things, but it’s been like tilting at windmills.

I need help so that I can take the next step.

Naturally, I would like to move with my whole family so that none of us has to bear the heavy burden of separation, but we cannot leave without a minimum of financial security, which requires more money. However, you never know – perhaps I will manage to leave with my whole family.

With an internationally recognised massage therapist qualification, I’ve found work in Spain, in areas with lots of tourists. I’ve even received offers from venues and hotels.

This step would be insignificant for humanity, but existential for me and my family.

We have nothing; we are neither wealthy nor rich; we have nothing to sell and leave, as many do. We own nothing and have inherited nothing. For us, the saying ‘what’s on me is in the wardrobe’ rings true.

I don’t know what else to say to you. I’ve reached the end of my tether. So I’m asking you, if you still have the strength and the means to help us—among the hundreds of thousands of people who are in our situation, or even worse—please do as your heart dictates.

Thank you in advance to everyone who will donate to help me realise this dream of being able to work! I’m not asking anyone for a cooked fish just to eat; I’m asking for help to buy a fishing rod so that I can fish myself.

I wish you a beautiful life, happiness and joy alongside your loved ones, and may you never want for anything. ❤️🙏❤️