Hello everyone. I am a pensioner who, after a 14-year relationship with a woman, was thrown out of the house like a piece of rubbish. I have never hurt anyone in my life, let alone my family. In October this year, my partner told me she didn’t love me and wanted to build a life with someone else, and that I had to move out. I did so. I didn’t fight for her because it was doomed to failure. I was left alone. Homeless, I left with bags of clothes. I left behind the house, the car – everything I’d worked for. Now I can’t even afford the basics; I don’t even have enough for bread. The pension I receive is 1,950 PLN. Of that, 1,200 goes on rent for a flat – or rather, a basement. My heart has broken several times already with grief and pain at how someone who looked after the family and the home for over a decade could be treated like this. I never gave her any reason to cheat on me; I never abused alcohol. I was, and tried to be, a good father and partner. A father because we have a child together, a daughter who turned 13 on 30 November. The child was crying as her mother threw me out of the house. It hurt me so much; I felt so powerless. Over the years, I had taken on bank loans for the family to renovate the house we lived in. The house went to my partner and the debts to me. Because of all this, I tried to take my own life; thanks to my employer, I avoided death. Now I know that was a very stupid decision. Unfortunately, after a while it turned out that I’d lost my job too, as I’m currently on sick leave. Now I can’t seem to get my life back on track, and on top of that, it turns out I’ll have to leave the flat I’m renting because the costs are too high for the landlord. And once again, foolish thoughts are creeping into my head. I know that this money won’t rebuild my family, nor will it buy me a flat, but it would allow me to reduce my debts. It might even get me back on my feet. I can’t manage this on my own. I’m a decent person, but I can’t do it without help. I’m asking anyone who’s willing and has a kind heart to help. I’m afraid that if no one lends me a helping hand, I’ll end up in a bad way. And I’d like to live and still be needed by someone.