Story

1. I’m a 42 years old male living in South Africa a father of 4, career IT field support technician I grew up in a family house and my dream is to pay dowry for my partner Ilobolo in south african teems, get married buy a house for my family throughout my life and difficult and hard to built career. I was raised by my grandmother because parents separated when I was still a baby and my mother left me at my fathers parents because my father was abusive, he too never stayed at home and he was somehow a drugee and I used to see first hand his abuse but that didn’t deter me. I struggled a lot growing and had never gotten a permanent job before in the whole of my life. I don’t really have a lot of friends because I never wanted to be bossed around and the kids around the neighborhood had much of their families and had a good upbringing and life was better so I was like the poor one when they were the not rich but well off ones those are struggles that most people face and learned to have a thick skin. I’m currently living away from my family number and it all started when I got a job with a company which wanted me to relocate and didn’t provide any support. The company required me to have a reliable car and it was like a dream owning a car and being seen and I think it was my other mistake buying a new car in installments still has a balloon payment but who am I because I didn’t have that much family structure or people to advise including the desperation and excitement I don’t know. Because I’d be doing field work now my problem is I bought a new car since I was now employed permanently but using my car for this job which I’m paying a lot of money for this car and not earning much to sustain myself and family has proven to be a challenge because the roads, mountainous and foggy area which is a danger traveling to and from a specific site and I’ve already used my car service which was supposed to be in a year in a matter of 3 months the pay isn’t good basically I was sold a pack of dreams. In 6 months I would have used a 2 year of service meaning the car service will ultimately end and the car will be a scrap before even paying it off and the service area is 3 hours from where I’m staying and I don’t see my family because it’s 10 hours away from where I’m stationed. I’m not sure if I’m explaining this story as I should but I’m in so much debt that when I came here I didn’t have anything I had to buy things in order for me to stay, cook, bath and sleep at the same time I need to send some money back home I just find life is so difficult than when I was not employed permanently because I had my life and my family but now I only have debts and I can’t even return the car since it would even tanish my name and ultimately loose this job and I’m still hoping to buy my family a home one day. Sometimes I say if I had known before I wouldn’t have taken this job because I was under the impression that during the relocation the company would sponsor me since they are taking me from my comfort none stressful zone but learned when I was already inside and too late.
2. I don’t mind paying it’s everyone passes there but I’m asking myself why doesn’t anything ever happened to me only ones correctly and abundantly I’m always trying to meet ends meat, trying to survive when I don’t ask much a home for my family and comfortability because where I was staying it’s a family house which is a story for another day all I’m saying I’ve seen it all probably I wasn’t even supposed to be here where I am but here I am and that’s not a problem I’ve learned to accept things the way they are it’s my struggle but what I’ve not been able to accept is the look from my children being their hero and now away from them while there are issues back at home and each and every time I need to send some people money to appease them in order not to make trouble for my little family because it’s a family house where I grew up in I didn’t add those details because a lot of people pass through them it’s life.
3. My children needs a better world, a home and their father I can count my issues but everyone goes through them but now my concern is my children and I’m already 42 meaning somehow life has happened struggling with it and fighting nonetheless but sometimes you need to take your pride and ask for help when you are in need I can’t go back home and I can’t also stay here away from them so I need any donations which can go towards building my family their home from buying a place which I can probably organize because my struggle is my struggle and I wish I was still 25 years old but now I’m in my 40’s and retirement in SA is 60 years and this current job will not get me where I want to go or achieve already South Africa is with politics and the status quo it’s the way it is and I don’t really want to talk about such struggles just only put my issue at hand and ask for assistance because now I’m in so much debt it’s so difficult to even see the horizon but I’ll carry that cross