I never thought I’d be in a position where I’d have to write something like this, but here I am. This is not easy to write, but I’m choosing to be vulnerable because I believe in the power of community and kindness. I’m a single mom who’s currently experiencing homelessness while going through dialysis treatment. Life has been incredibly tough lately, and I’m trying to hold everything together for my daughter who is now facing their own struggles with financial insecurity and the effects of instability.

I grew up with a lot of traumas, and now my child is facing the weight of financial insecurity and instability, something I’ve tried so hard to shield them from. It breaks my heart.

Right now, we’re in survival mode. If anyone has it in them to offer any kind of help, it would mean more than I can say. Even small gestures can go a long way for us right now. $20 is a meal for 2, $40 is a full tank of gas, $100 can be a warm bed for the night.

Thank you for reading and thank you to this community for just existing.

Anonymity is important for preventing more trauma with peers.