In October of last year my family and I moved into a new apartment, we wanted something bigger since my husband and I just had a baby. Within 3 days of getting the apartment my husband had lost his job. So we started doing DoorDash , selling everything we had and I tried going back to work. I have some health conditions from having my children so standing on my feet was extremely hard to do. Near the end of my pregnancy with my son I had to quit work, which isn’t something I had wanted to do. I was in pain much of the time-something I still struggle with. But I am working now.
I have 3 children. Within a few months we had become very sick. It hurt us to breathe, our kids were getting sick-coughing at night and very congested, my anxiety was at a all time high and I kept forgetting things like midway through a conversation I would lose my train of thought, exc. I knew that something wasn’t right. So a friend noticed that there was mold in our apartment, so I started reaching out to the landlord. I had reached out 5 times before I called a mold specialist. Within 5 minutes of being there he had started coughing .. once we got the results the mold count was extremely high and he told us that not only that there was so much mold but that there was mold in the HAVOC SYSTEM! -like a Petri dish it kept making more, blowing out into the air we were breathing and the filter wasn’t the right kind so it would just suck all of it back up and kept spiting it out. We took the results to the landlord and she had no compassion and with the way she put things they knew about the mold. She tried to get us to sign something letting us out of our $6,000 lease as long as we didn’t tell anyone about this, exc. We didn’t sign. We tried to hire an attorney and no one would take on our case even though it was so bad that all of our animals died, we could have as well. I had taken my children to my parents house before we realized how bad it was to keep them safe. My husband and I started living out of our vehicle before we moved out. I tried to work something out with my daughters dad for a fair visitation-I had full custody. Which him and his family used to the full of their ability to get custody while we were in a hardship. They took my daughter and wouldn’t give her back for two days-the police wouldn’t do anything because it was considered a civil case. Once I got her back, as soon as we were in the car she said 3 times that she had gotten a boo boo in the bed. Later I had noticed bruises and scratch marks on her. I had been dealing with DHR for awhile because she would come home with bruises. The reason I left him was due to domestic violence. After spending $10,000 previously to help her because DHR had told me that it was an emergency and that a lawyer could do more than they could and everyone that said they would testify backed out we couldn’t afford a lawyer at that time. Even the daycare teacher that told me I had to do something because my daughter wasn’t acting like herself and that she would testify came back and said she would go to prison before she ever testified. My daughters pediatrician said that my daughter was more than likely being sexually abused. And the ER doctor said that the bruises were not consonant of child play. DHR had came out to the hotel we were staying at the night I got her back and made a report. The next day after not hearing anything I went back to DHR they ended up taking all three of my children. Then eventually I went to court and tried to fight for my daughter myself since I had reached out and tried to get a legal aid attorney and no one had reached out. The odds weren’t in my favor and I lost custody to her to my ex. In between all of this my husband had gotten arrested for domestic violence because he was trying to force me to go with him. The state had picked up the charges because I didn’t want to press charges. I just wanted to be done so that I could get back on my feet and get my children back. I was at a domestic violence violence shelter where drinking wasn’t permitted and I had picked up drinking. I got kicked out, so then I went to rehab. It was hard because I had finally gotten a job in hopes that I would finally have the break that I’ve been searching for. I’ve been sober for about 60 days now and still trying to get back on my feet. I have had to move out of the state that I was living in because my husband is still looking for me. So everything is new and I don’t have a support system anymore. I have lost EVERYTHING except for my vehicle. I’ve recently gotten a really good job but my car is about to be 3 payments behind and the place that I am staying at only allows me to stay for 30 days. I’m making this in hopes that I can at least make one payment on my vehicle so that I can keep it so that once I am out of here that I can still make it to work, and have a roof over my head until I can start receiving my paychecks and get a place of my own so I can hopefully get my children back and support them. PLEASE SOMEONE HELP ME!! I’ve gotten in WAY over my head and I just need a little help ! ANY kind of help would be greatly appreciated and I will return the favor to someone one day when I am able to!
Update! Thank you SO much to everyone that donated and have been praying for me!
