My name is Ronnie, and I’m proud to say I’m going on eight years sober. The last seven years have been a fight—literally—for custody of my son, and I’m grateful to finally have him with me. That journey took everything I had, both emotionally and financially. Every dollar I saved went to court fees and travel expenses, but I never gave up because I wanted my son to have the life he deserves.

Now, as a single parent and someone who is self-employed, I’m facing a new challenge. My Jeep’s engine blew up unexpectedly, and without it, I can’t get my son to school or make it to my different jobs. I’ve started to fall behind, and the stress is building. I’ve worked so hard to build a better life for us, and I’m scared of losing what I’ve fought for over the last eight years.

I grew up in tough environments, and I’m determined that my son will never have to go through what I did. Asking for help isn’t easy for me—I’ve always tried to stand on my own—but right now, I can’t let my son see me fail. Any support you can give would mean the world to us and help me keep moving forward for my son.