Hi, my name is Zachary.

A few months ago, I never imagined I would be in this position. Life changed faster than I was prepared for, and I found myself without a stable place to call home. Every day has become about survival — figuring out where I’ll sleep, how I’ll eat, and how I can keep pushing forward without giving up.

Being homeless isn’t just about not having a roof. It’s the constant uncertainty. It’s carrying everything you own. It’s trying to stay hopeful when things feel overwhelming. But I haven’t lost my determination. I’m actively looking for work and opportunities to rebuild. I don’t want to stay stuck — I just need a small hand up to get back on my feet.

Your donation, no matter how small, will help me with food, basic hygiene, transportation, and saving toward stable housing. More than anything, it gives me hope — and right now, hope means everything.

Thank you for taking the time to read my story and for any support you can give.

— Zachary