hi, i'm sharing this for my friend ozzy who is homeless in Seattle
he's been for six years now, and he is stranded in a parkinglot from his rv breaking down, he needs to get out of seattle and reunite with his girlfriend who he's been seperated from for six months, i'm one of the last people he could reach out to to send a message to about this before his phone died, he urgently needs money for a generator (any kind) and parts to fix his rv so he can get out, druggies and cops won't quit harassing him for being stuck in the parkinglot.
this is what he has to say:
i'm ozz. i'm forty one. i live in my rv in seattle. i'm physically disabled and have complex ptsd. because of the complex ptsd, i really don't like repeating myself and sending my brain through my life story again. i have parts i can paste in the email, or videos on my youtube that explain most of my situation and story. i still have a bag of dreams i've been trying to pursue for twenty years, but from meeting only all the wrong people and none of the right people, i want out of seattle, so bad, so desperately, i beg for help on facebook, all i get are scams asking me to send them money first. people really don't give a shit because "people want to feel good when they're helping you", but i've helped people before and it ain't fuckin about me or what i feel, i got fucked by trying to help people my girlfriend is stuck in houston. i'm stuck in seattle. neither of us feel safe. we're both physically disabled with complex ptsd. she has a house in oklahoma. we wanted to roadtrip down there this summer, but that's just not possible. we've been stuck apart for six months now. please, is there any way anyone could help us get to oklahoma as soon as possible? please? disability checks just do not cut it. please. we're both suffering and broke. please. i have been asking for months. please. i have youtube, cashapp $theozzcause, paypal.me/ozzydraven, patreon, gofundme, none of which get any attention. please. gofundme.com/1vewkog12o (i'm not asking you for money, i'm asking you for help healing, guidance rebuilding my life)... it's a long story and i'm so tired of having to repeat it just to have whoever i'm telling say 'welp, can't help ya'. or even worse, 'just get a job, loser, help yourself, fuck you'. why does everyone have to be so fucking cruel? my girlfriend has been stuck in houston for six months. she went down there in november for her sister's birthday, it was only supposed to be for a couple weeks. when she was heading to the greyhound to come back here, her friend miss lisa passed away at eighty seven, leaving katie (my girlfriend) her house. that's where katie had been staying. so katie had to go right back there, and handle it. her father also passed away, hit by a semi, leaving her a house in oklahoma. she doesn't want to be in houston, she's not safe there, i'm not safe where i am. we wanted to roadtrip down to her house in oklahoma, but we need to get my rv running. we keep getting screwed because social security has been giving her the runaround and not her checks, so my checks have been covering us both, we can't sue social security, and disability is not enough. i won't get into all that. middle of may, i bought her a greyhound ticket. she was due to leave the twenty sixth. she went there, packed and ready, they wouldn't honor her ticket because she's not a first responder. they said they would refund our money in ten days, that never happened, my friend here in seattle, mason, is handling what he can of that while he's traveling for his job. june, we got her a plane ticket. on the way to bush airport, she was hit by a drunk driver, thirteen stitches on the back of her head, her friend ira driving her got six broken ribs, fortunately ira's brother gave him a new used car, but it won't make it up to seattle. through all this crap, i managed to finally make it through one whole month, march, without asking mason for help, for the first month in at least a year... i don't know anyone else, i have extreme social issues, katie and i both have complex ptsd, physically disabled. and half of march's check covered katie. during a pandemic. i want to start my own podcast at the very least, i have a bag of dreams i've been trying to get help with for twenty years now.
