Story

Hi, my name is Stacy, and I’m reaching out because I have nowhere else to turn. My life changed completely after a terrible accident that took my husband’s life and left me injured. Since then, everything has been a struggle, and I’m just trying to survive for the sake of my two-year-old son.

After the accident, I had no choice but to go back to my mother’s house. But that was never a home for me—it never had been. Growing up, my mother was cruel, both physically and mentally. I was never good enough for her. Every mistake, every misstep, was met with insults, beatings, and reminders that I was unwanted. I spent my childhood walking on eggshells, trying to avoid her anger.Coming back to her house after losing my husband was like stepping into a nightmare I thought I had escaped. She made sure I knew I was a burden, throwing cruel words at me daily. “You should have died, not him.” “You and that child are nothing but problems.” The hits came when she was frustrated, the insults came when she was bored. My son would cry, terrified, every time she screamed at me or threw things. No matter how broken I was, she never showed a shred of kindness.held on as long as I could, but when I was no longer able to provide for her, she kicked us out. She didn’t care that I had nowhere to go or that my son was innocent in all this. She just wanted me gone.

Before my injuries, I used to do laundry for people to earn a little money, but now I physically can’t manage it. My body is still recovering, and every day is a battle between pain and the need to provide for my son. He is too young to understand why we struggle to afford food, why we have to move from place to place, why I cry when I think he’s asleep.Right now, I just need a way to get back on my feet. If I could get a washing machine, I’d be able to work again, taking in laundry without the physical strain. I just need something stable so I can take care of my child. Seeing him miss meals because I can’t afford enough food is breaking me.

I am not asking for luxury, just a chance to earn a living again. If you can help, Anything, even the smallest amount, would mean the world to us. Thank you for reading and for any support you can give.