My name is Tawni Blymiller and I am needing some help just someone to jumpstart me into self suffiency I have had some hardships in the past 5 years that since they started it's like they never have stopped. To start this backstory on myself I used to be a single mother until I went to have my their child the night before I had my son I was taken to a hospital that was in the area and they had sent me home told me i wasn't in active labor and all they could do was give me some morphine and send me home, then the next morning I was in active labor and had to wait for someone to watch my two older children so I spent ABOUT 6 hours in active labor with a 9 year old and a 4 year old till my sister came to take me to the hospital closet to my house and dropped me off there nobody was there for me at the hospital I had my baby alone and the hospital profiled me they then had for I had no support system (so it appeared) anywho they had been very inhospitable to me the delivery Dr showing up talking on the phone when she came in, then a nurse making a comment that" you already been at yourself huh" in reference to the ivy mark from the hospital the day prior to having to be at this different hospital. They did a amniotic fluid test and placenta and took my baby up to the NICU and failed to tell me they were doing so when my mother was finally able to make it to the hospital they didn't change any attitude towards me and it started to deflect on to my mother as well. When I was able to see my baby in the NICU the nurse then proceeded to tell me that my baby was withdrawing.... Say what withdrawal from what? Oh they had found small trace amount of opioid in his urine. Instead of them checking and verifying this was administered to me under a drs care they just went right along reporting it to the local family services and that's when my world started to rip apart and a witch hunt had begun for they wanted my head on a stick to burn at the stake. I did everything they had asked me the jumping thru hoops the drug testing which I had passed yet they still had to set up a safety plan! Why when I passed the drug testing the home visits the interviews they did behind my back with my oldest daughter. They told me something completely different then what they were telling my family and the father of my children they worked us and played us all against eachother like a strategic plan a sinister plan. Well I had been dealing with this in family court doing the team meetings and following the treatment plan doing a treatment program three in fact and the first one had rallyed against me because they were jealous i got to bring my then at the time 4th child to the program so they made some claims and had the child protection come and take my baby who was only a month old away from me at this facility i did not trust any of them after that and lost all respect for the workers from family services they had tried to find anything and everything they could to try and scrape up dirt on me and when they couldn't they would make sure that something happened that made me out to be a wreck less mother. They came and removed my children from me and despite everything I was doing like they had asked they managed to get me two criminal charges wreckelss child abandonment and terroristic threats. Took my visits away at their facility and kept dangling my babies in front of me. The foster family they sent them to at first I found out the father was a prior sex offender ( yes apparently you can get taken off the offender list if your in the right tier) and the mother had charges of assault on a peace officer. How my children were placed in this house when family services were the ones screening these people it was abubsurb and I knew then that they were gonna cover their behinds anyway they could cause I found out they placed my babies with these people and they know they messed up they wanted my kids and now they had to get rid of me because I found some dirt on this state agency well I got upset and momma bear mode kicked in and I said somethings that they took seriously and caused me to become a threat to my community (all because I was only protecting my children who weren't being protected in the family services system) so then there I was all the sudden a felon not to mention a terrorist who would had thought. Well my attorney had stated it's harder to fight for your kids when your in the criminal court system and family court judges look at that as a potential jail stay and then what happens to your kids if your incarcerated? Exactly they got me where they wanted me and before I knew it they stripped my rights away to my children and Ite been 4 years and I have no idea where they are I'm not allowed to know I can't even see a recent picture it breaks my heart. Then my mom started getting sick and we found out she had liver failure and things werent looking good. So for the past few years I had lost myself became homeless got into risky things drugs crime. Etc etc my world was gone being a childless mother it isn't something I ever expected. Then my mom is sick and won't have much time left, when she started getting really sick I was able to move in with her and get her Dr to assign me to bring her caregiver where I had spent the last year or so doing this taking care of my mother who was dying from liver disease up till she passed away peacefully in her home this past October. Now that she's gone I have nobody my family shunned me out my dad disowned me and I found myself with no place to go I hadn't been in the work force for a while because a lot of time went into taking care of my mom. I watched as she became sicker and sicker, it was very overwhelming and very hard to see her suffering the way she had. Bless her soul I miss her tremendously. Well during all this age started taking a toll on me and my hip started to give out on me bone rubbing On bone more then likely going to need a hip replacement which Iam scared of cause I have no body or no where to recover or help take care of me if I got the surgery it just seems like one thing after another I can't ever catch a break to catch up on myself and how to get back on my feet I have been ripped away from my family for different reasons and no real reason at all other then other people's pure jealousy and hate towards me. I have been barely making it have had a few nights were I had no where to go nearly froze to death and spent all night walking to stay warm and safe. I've been in vulnerable situations where I nearly was almost kidnapped which I'm sure was going to be for sex trafficking but I managed to play it smart and was able to break free. I've had no holidays no nothing for tbe past 4 years I don't even feel human anymore this world had sucked all the hope and faith I had our of me. I pray every night that the Lord blesses me with a life changing miracle where I can rise above this hardship Ive been enduring and wishful thinking that someone somebody is out there that can find it in their hearts to help a woman out whose down and out. Someone that can give me the opportunity to turn my situation around and find the stability I need and deserve. How many bad things happen to one person before something good comes along? My mom always kept reassuring me that my good deeds wouldn't go unnoticed I'm not sure what that fully means but I don't think I'm going to ever be acknowledged for what I have done for the ones I love it looks dire because all I have had come my way has been traumatic and unbelievable that people ask how can all those bad things keep happening to one person whose only tired to to live a honest and humble life. From being a mother to 4 children that kept her busy frustrated at times yet the reason and purpose id get out of bed everyday for them. After all this has happened to me I have been going thru the motions and just barely surviving when I should be thriving. My goal is to one day when my children are able to come look for me that Iam in a better spot then Iam now, I need the help of housing stability and all the voucher programs here have a waiting list that is years out and I don't have that time to just be couch surfing or roaming the streets this isn't what I want for myself I just need a little help someone to take a chance on me to pull myself up and get my own place I've never had my own apt ive always had someone else living with me. I feel that if I can come up with enough to secure a deposit and first months rent on an apt I can move forward with what is coming next wether it be my hip surgery or finding a job to stay a float or till disability approves me. I would ever be so appreciative and feel blessed to finally accomplish and get some good things coming my way I've been taking care of everybody else that I've forgotten to take care of myself. Please I am just needing this opportunity to change my life
My name is Tawni Blymiller, and I'm reaching out for help to find my way back to self-sufficiency. My life has been a series of relentless hardships over the past five years, starting from traumatic experiences at the hospital when I gave birth to my third child. That night marked the beginning of a whirlwind of challenges, from unjust legal battles to the unbearable loss of my children and then my mother, who was my last pillar of support.
In my journey, I have faced unimaginable trials, including the devastating impact of unfounded accusations and the subsequent stripping away of my rights as a mother. Despite doing everything asked of me, including passing drug tests and home visits, my children were removed from my care. Since then, my life has spiraled into homelessness and isolation, compounded by physical ailments like my deteriorating hip.
Today, I find myself alone, grappling with homelessness, and without a stable foundation to rebuild my life. My mother, before she passed from liver failure, always believed that my good deeds wouldn't go unnoticed. In her memory, and for the hope of a brighter future, I am determined to change my life's trajectory, to be there strong and steady for the day my children seek me out.
Your support can catalyze this change. Every donation will go towards securing housing—my first step toward stability—whether for a deposit and first month's rent or to help with basic needs as I await disability approval. This stability is essential for me to pursue necessary hip surgery and find employment or receive disability support to regain my independence.
Please consider donating to help me rise from the challenges I've endured. With a roof over my head and the opportunity to recover, I can reclaim my life and prepare a future for myself and, one day, reconnect with my children. Your kindness can give me the chance to heal and rebuild.
Thank you for believing in me and for any support you can provide during this critical time.
. 
