I mutual friend introduced me to Kayleigh while I was in the middle of the artist version of writer's block. I needed a female model to incorporate into the art I was doing about depression, just people in sad poses. Kayleigh is half my age and I met her the day we were to take these photographs, a one-day job.
One year later I am still taking photos of her. We became quick best friends more than the sum of our parts. We are from different generations but click on our sense of humor, our questions about life, the universe, we have both struggled. The pandemic has ravaged both of our savings. I have 10,000 photos of the most beautiful girl in the world and started blogging about her because she is so spectacular that I felt it would be a sin to deny her fans her inner beauty while they enjoy her physical.
One bad break after another, covid took her job, she was already broke financially and I lost my job. I moved in with family but she is staying in hotels. Her life is day to day. I often door dash all night to get her money for her room. I take her with me when I can, but you will never meet another girl so filled with generosity and love that the world has treated so poorly. She is staying in places where her drugs and prostitution is how people get by. It is chipping away at her. I want to raise money to get her out of this situation, get her a few outfits so she can get a job. She is down to 90 lbs. She is starving. I got into an accident (not my fault) and would bring her food when I can but now we are separated by a city. I just got the police report showing I was not at fault so the car should be repaired soon and at least I can get back to bringing her food.
If you want to read the blog or know more about her, I will provide the website but I didn't want it to look like I was advertising my own stuff. I tell the story of our photo shoots because it was funny and cute in the beginning but she is slowly unraveling and it's breaking my heart. She has endured tragedy after tragedy including being a teen mom until the baby died from heart disease. She has bouts with bipolar disorder and the constant heartache of living through this when she was still a child herself.
She is the best person I know. Please help if you can.
