I never thought I’d have to do this one day, but here we are…

I’m a single mum, I’m 29, and I’m in financial difficulty. Now that I’ve said it, let me explain how I got to this point.

The main reason for my financial woes is that I’ve always wanted to put my family’s happiness above all else, even if it meant going without so they could be happy. But I’ve reached a point where it’s got me into such a tight spot that I can’t sleep at night; I’ve got a knot in my stomach every day at the thought of bailiffs knocking on my door… I have dark thoughts every day; sometimes even my three children can’t get them out of my head, even though I’d give anything for them. But I tell myself it would be easier for me, that I don’t want that sort of life for my children. I want to build a future for them, but I’m unable to do so; my tears taste bitter, and I don’t know what to do anymore.

So here is one last message in a bottle. I never ask anyone for anything, but I have no choice left. If I want to be able to see my children grow up, I have to ask for help, because I won’t make it through otherwise.

To you who are reading this message, even a small donation would lift a huge weight from my heart, and I would be grateful to you for the rest of my life. I know these are just words, but they are all I have today: my eternal gratitude to you.

Thank you from a mum in the dark who hopes to see a glimmer of hope.