Its true, I have used a food bank, on more than one occasion.
When we first moved into this house, we were still struggling with the massive life change that is me as well as all the bills you have when you move house, final payments etc.
It was hard, and I think myself so lucky to have had my family support worker at that time, she’s the one who helped me access the food bank and got us out of having no food left in the house.
I have been that person who didn’t have enough to pay for their shopping at the till in Morrisons. I have had to count every single penny just to work out what we needed to get and how much we had to get it.
It all started way back when me and Hubby had just moved into our own flat with Pops. We saw it as a chance to do everything we ever wanted and maxed out every card and overdraft. Never once did either of us think twice, or even consider the fact that the cost of living was so high.
We soon had to seek help, which came in the shape of the CAB. We decided on a debt relief order, not the best choice but at that time, it was the only way out of the mess we had created.
This meant we could not take out any loans etc for 12 months. Which was probably a blessing in disguise looking back. But it did leave us in ‘one way’ kind of living situation.
We could only have what we could afford, and even the we had to second guess ourselves before spending any money.
Our lowest point was when I first got my diagnosis. We had no help and had no idea where to turn next. I guess that’s the point our family support worker came to the rescue and helped us get everything we have today.
It was by far, the hardest time we have been through as a family. As well as the usual worries, we had the fact we had no money, a baby due in weeks and the MS. It was beyond shit.
I hated having to ask for a food parcel, but they fed us on more than one occasion and we were more than grateful.
I guess what I am trying to say is, never be afraid to ask for help. Letting people like my social worker and family support worker into our lives were so hard, purely because of the stigma that comes with them. A stigma which was really short lived for me.
All of the people who I was so scared to let in, became important people in my life, and they helped us far more than I ever expected.
Now we haven’t had a food parcel in well over a year, we are settled and we live within our means (most of the time)
I might not look like the kind of person you might expect to need something like a food parcel, but I was and I am glad I asked for help when I needed it most.