Don’t loose hope! Help my dear friend!

I’m setting up this campaign for a very close friend of mine to protect her anonymity. I’ve known her for the last 7 or so years and witnessed the horrors she’s been through, literally since she was born. I vouch for her 100%. Other community references are available, as well. If knowing who it is will influence your decision whether to give and/or how much to give, please message me privately. Every little bit reminds my friend that she is not alone, even if it’s just a few dollars.

“This is my raw and unfiltered story. As I struggle to bring it up to the surface, it fills me with bottomless, burning shame and pain. My only consolation is that when all this is behind me, I’m resolved to pay it forward.

Many people go through horrible things that no one should ever go through. The world is a harsh, lonely world for many. So, how’s my story different?

In many ways it isn’t; and if it doesn’t resonate with you, I completely understand. I do not expect anything from anyone. I’m only doing my part and trying to help myself in the best way I know how.

However, if any part of my story does resonate: if you, or someone you know, have gone through something similar, you may feel compelled to show your support. And for that I wholeheartedly thank you.

Ok, so here goes-

I’m a single girl in my early twenties, going on a 100. I’ve been beaten, shamed and yelled at since I was a little girl. I’ve shown up at hospitals with broken bones and was told I was to lie, or else. I was physically neglected; emotionally, mentally and sexually abused from the age 7to23. I developed an eating disorder in my teens from which I almost died, at my worst weighing a mere 69 lbs at 19. I left my parent’s home at age 19, desperately trying to provide for myself, not having been taught any tools an adult, let alone a child, needs to survive out in the world. I fell into an abusive relationship where I was repeatedly raped and psychologically abused for 3 years.

Somehow, shockingly, I didn’t end up on the street, pregnant or on drugs. Something in me just wouldn’t give up. I thought out a therapist who specializes in trauma treatment, started attending group therapy and 12 step meetings, committed to breaking generational dysfunction, whatever it took. I have been paying for all this out of pocket, from my own humble earnings, working as a DSP, all along.

Unfortunately, I’ve currently hit a new rock bottom (didn’t think it was possible). I lost my apartment, my job and was diagnosed with mono all within a few weeks.

I do believe it’s the darkest before the dawn… but for the first time in my life, I feel truly overwhelmed with handling all this on my own.

I am actively looking for a job and a place to live. Having a small cushion in my bank account while I once again, give all I’ve got to stabilize my living situation – hopefully, for good this time – my therapist believes that at least I wouldn’t have to deal with panic attacks, related to finances, for the next little while on top of dealing with mono and C-PTSD.

Again, I do not expect anything from anyone; just doing my part in trying to help myself. If you feel compelled to, and able to donate, I thank you. If you aren’t, no worries; if you can share with others who may be able to, and wish to help someone in my situation, I thank you as well.

Respectfully,

anonymous. ”