I'm reaching out for help
Organized by: Michaela Jonsson
My name is Michaela. I am 17 years old. I have been struggling with mental illnesses since 2010, when I was 12 years old. When I was 14 I got moved to a treatment home because of my selfharm, 20 miles from home. The time there was really tough. I was sexually abused. I don't want to go into details because it brings so many memories I don't want to remember. In August, 2015 I moved home from the treatment home to my dad, he has been an alcoholic all my life and after 2 months home, I couldn't take it anymore. I tried to take my own life and ended up in a closed psychiatric ward for 3 months. I've lived with my mom since I was discharged. I need help because we don't have money. I have a room with a dresser and a chair. I have no bed, I've been sleeping with my mom for about 2,5 months now. It's getting worse and worse because my mom isn't able to work because of chronic pains in her hips, and also because she's not allowed to leave me alone. There's no money, and soon, we won't be able to pay the rent or food. We are stuck in a blind alley, getting nowhere. The government has denied our request for help, and my social worker can't do anything to help us. My mom has always been wearing a smile on her lips, no matter how hard things have been. But I'm starting to see how she's slowly breaking apart. I get a student grant at 110$ every month, and that goes to my mom, that's the only way I can help her. But it's not enough anymore. I hate to ask other people for help, or money. But I really, really need your help now. More than ever. Every little donation is something, every little donation matters, and I will forever be thankful for the people who helps us. Thank you, Michaela Jonsson.