Healing
Puffy
Green
The giant blister in the bottom of my foot is healing but this looks horrible :( wasn't like that before I got thrown outside after five years of medical isolation ... been coughing up green stuff too, even though the urgent care said their test was negative for virus ... if I die this shit was manslaughter - don't forget that $106 million that should have gone to rent assistance and would have helped keep me housed ...
....and I can't have my stuff with me and need to get a storage unit. I can barely sleep at the shelter. I pass out from 8pm until around midnight and then it's zombie half sleep while chaos ensues around you.
I need a bathroom.
I need to be able to sleep.
I need a door that locks.
I want to keep what I managed to save from my apartment - it's only a quarter of what I had.
Doesn't anyone think it's strange I have lived where someone could walk in while you're in the bathroom, where you couldn't have a lot of stuff, where your day is mostly dictated by someone else, where you shared a sleeping space, a shower space, an eating space with a bunch of other people - where there is no private life - for two thirds of my 36 years on earth?
Anyone?
This was pretty at least
Feb 10, 2026
Panic attack this morning.
Couldn't find a storage unit because:
- I don't know exactly where I am going to be
- How far away it will be
- Has to be accessible from public transit
- Doesn't make sense if it closes before the shelter open and if I don't get a bed then I also don't have access to stuff so I can sleep outside
- There will be no where to sleep
- There will be nowhere to pee
- Feels like a deranged way to end up stealing what I have left of my life
- I have been poor all my life and will never get the stuff back that I bought after my dad died
- my foot is swollen and puffy. I am sick and keep getting new symptoms. I am stressed and don't know what to do to stay safe from people or sickness and some asshole thinks all of this is funny for some reason they don't have the guts (or probably the justification) to ever explain
Hello,
I was recently forcibly removed without notice from the low income studio apartment I called home since 2015. I had been medically isolated for the last five years and management was well aware I had documentation of disability and needed assistance programs to survive. The city of Portland also just discovered $106 million in funds that should have gone to rent assistance and would have helped keep me housed as well. I have been unhoused since January 21st and slept in a shelter for two nights, the rest in a hotel paid for by people with limited means. I have no other home and no where else to go. I had invested an entire decade into living in Portland and I feel attempts have been made to terrorize me out of the city.
I desperately need assistance to stay safe and keep the few belongings I managed to rescue from my apartment in the limited time they gave me to get anything. They had thrown me out in only what I was wearing and I had to coordinate an appointment to get whatever I could in only one go for two hours. I lost three quarters of everything I owned. I still have too much stuff, however, to stay at the shelter.
My body is not able to function like it did before 2020. I have had injuries to my foot and ankle and I've already gotten sick just being forced outside for a couple weeks.
I am terrified this situation will kill me.
I need financial assistance - hotel vouchers, help getting storage, help getting rehoused.
I read there is still a program that at least provides hotel vouchers. I am currently due to leave where I am staying by tomorrow at noon and I have not been able to secure a storage unit. Everything is far away for me physically and I am scared of being outside and getting (more) sick. This was incredibly cruel especially when they knew I had been totally isolated since 2020. I do not want to die.
Can you please help me?
I have attached medical records. I am not sure what other documents you would need.
Please email me back: laura.gamari@gmail.com
Google voice (having trouble with the lifeline phone): 503 395 7067
Paypal.me/LLGamari
These places are just one giant room.












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