For the past year and a half, I've been homeless. I was evicted in the summer of 2024 and have been sleeping on friends' and family's couches ever since — or leaving the country entirely because $500/month abroad was the only rent I could afford, even though being away from my kids for 10 months nearly broke me.

I did it because I was building something. I run a wellness business helping moms heal their postpartum bodies physically. It matters to me deeply because I know what it feels like to lose yourself after becoming a mom. I've been building this while homeless, while broke, while figuring it out day by day.

December and January were brutal. Less than $2,000 over 90 days. I got behind on my storage unit and inside it are my newborn photo albums, picture books, irreplaceable memories of my kids when they were tiny.

To be honest... I could have gone back to the strip club. I could have found fast money. I chose not to. I want to be present with my kids, building something real, not scrambling for survival dollars.

I improved my credit. I got approved for an apartment! An actual home for me and my kids. I just need a help getting through the door.

This is not a handout. This is a bridge...to get off others' couches, get my memories out of storage, and get beds for me and my kids to sleep on in our own place.

Thank you to those who are rooting for me right now.

Thank you for reading this far. It means more than you know.

Where the money goes

Move in fees/deposit; beds + essentials for me and my kids