On December 10, my life changed forever. While I was sleeping, my husband attacked me, and I woke up fighting for my life. My nephew heard my screams and helped pull him off me, but by then I had already suffered many cuts to my face, head, and fingers. The police arrived and took him to jail, and I was rushed to the hospital, where I spent four days getting stitches and starting my long road to recovery.

Since then, everything has been a struggle. My husband was the one providing for me and my kids, and now I am doing my best to get back on my feet. I had to leave my home for safety and am currently living in my son's garage, which he fixed up for me. I am trying to find a safe place for my kids and me, but bills keep piling up and it’s hard to keep up. I am also in therapy and seeing a psychologist to help me heal from what happened.

I know there are programs out there, and I have been calling for help, but with Christmas and New Year’s, many offices are closed and support has been delayed. I am still here trying to survive and do my best for my kids. I know these programs will help eventually, but I really need help now. Any support you can give will help relieve some of the stress I am under, open doors for us, and give me hope to continue on with my kids for a better life and future. Thank you for reading my story, and I truly appreciate everyone who considers helping. God bless.