I just keep getting hit with the punches.

On May 7, 2025, I made the escape out of my abusive marriage. Since that day, it has been an uphill battle.

I left that day with only the clothes on my back, as I feared my life would be in danger if I stayed any longer. Once things calmed, it was agreed I would keep our vehicle and he would stay at the house.

It’s been a month, a rollercoaster of a month, but I’ve gotten through it. However, I don’t know how much more I can endure.

Today, he found a loophole. Back in 2022, we got the vehicle that I left with. The vehicle was leased to me and his GMA as a co-signer. The dealership handled all the taxes and titling, and for some reason, today it was found out they did not include me on the registration. So, he called the cops and said I stole the vehicle—the only thing I had to get me back and forth to work. Without this car, I can’t keep my job. Without a job, I cannot continue my medical transition.

I went to three different car places trying to get approved, but since I have this loan in my name, no one will touch me.

The cops came today, and I relinquished the keys to the vehicle. Charges were pressed against me for stealing the vehicle. The cops assured me that it definitely sounds like a clerical error and also a civil matter, but since I’m not on the registration, if I didn’t relinquish the keys, they would arrest me on the spot.

I am reaching out for help. I’m exhausted, and I don’t have anyone to turn to.

If you have the ability and would like to help contribute to someone within the community, please, I’m begging, I am in desperate need.