I am a single mother who wants better for her son.  I am raising money towards that goal.

I came back here over and over again ashamed, trying to word this correctly.
Guilty.

About needing help.

As a Black woman, I internalized the need to be super woman to carry all the weight and never bend or bow. Then, I got a blood clot in 2013.  And another in 2014. I lost my job and my dignity. And a hip injury by pedestrian vs. vehicle accident in January. I struggled with not being superwoman and needing help.

I am here now and I am not ashamed of asking for what I need. 

I offer my time and service to barter if necessary.


Please help me and my son.

Thank you.