Well, asking (or in my overwrought mind, begging) people for help was an exercise in futility. The major excuses they gave (although in not these particular words) were that they had a life and they didn’t want to get sucked into a similar hole like mine. I suppose people don’t want to be bothered during the holidays–their perogative–and really, I’m just a nobody within their sphere of acquaintences.
I’m not even asking for special favors or special treatment. Only an exchange of one thing for another. But I guess that’s just too much to ask for. So yeah, I’m still stuck in this hole and now I’ve realized there’s quicksand in the bottom and I’m already up to my knees.