Story

I’ve tried literally everything and this is my last resort. Around 2 years ago everything was going perfect. I was providing well for my kids to the point we really didnt really want for anything. I purchased a new BMW got a new dog new house life was great. Then boom I was pistol whipped because i was in the wrong place at the wrong time. My cousins Son’s father thought I was hiding her in my house after the two had gotten into a argument. Came into my house and hit me with his pistol 3 times causing me to have permanent clips in my jaw for the rest of my life. I live life paranoid and in fear someone will break in my home at any time. Two months after that I lost one of my closets cousins to a drug overdose. Which put me in a complete depressive state i didnt come outside i couldnt get out the bed my face was healing didnt want to be seen. Still to this day no mater how much anyone tells me im pretty i deal with self love issues. Fast foward i lose my job causing me to lose my house and losing my car because it was towed and i couldnt afford to get it out. We lost everything.

We ended up getting sent to the Motel 6 which was a complete nightmare. As soon as we got there it smelled like weed. Kids were running up and down hallways. We finally get to our room and roaches are crawling up the wall. I try to complain they tell me they are aware of the problem someone will come fix it . This place had no place to cook meals so i had to rely on cooking at a family members house or eating where we could get a meal. Yes we got stamps but no fridge or stove was available. Time passes by and we end up growing bonds with other familes and learning how to survive. Some people complained of there doors not locking and some even bedbugs so i stayed grateful for what we had. More time passes and were told that we all have to leave the next morning but the next morning comes and we all have to go. They end up telling us they have nowhere for us to stay. So we all end up conversating and end up deciding to call the news. That night i stayed at my parents house and called every resource i could find online. The news stations show up we speak or truth and had to wait for a miracle.

The next day i get a phone call from the Department of social services supervisor telling me they saw me on the news and what I said was a lie. Then told me i would be placed in a nicer hotel. The hotel was really nice they fed us breakfast i had more resources to more food things were going good. I applied to every job i could and finally landed a interview. Got a job and im currently still there.

We ended up back at my parents house and yes now i have the job but i need help coming up with a security deposit and first months rent. Even help with a vehicle anything.