Hi I’m reaching out because I’m broken ,  but still fighting. This isn’t because I’m lazy or weak. It’s because I’m carrying so much pain every day and struggling with six diagnosed mental health disorders that make even the smallest tasks feel impossible. PTSD, panic disorder, agoraphobia, trichotillomania, severe depression, and borderline personality disorder, they aren’t just words , they are battles I fight every single moment. Sometimes I can’t eat. Sometimes I can’t sleep. Sometimes I can barely get out of bed. I’ve neglected my own physical health just to keep holding on mentally. I haven’t been able to see a doctor or dentist in so long, and I’m hurting deeply, physically, emotionally, mentally, but I keep trying because giving up isn’t an option. Four months ago, my world shattered in a way I never thought possible. Our mother chose to completely abandon me and my little brother, leaving without warning or a word. She blocked all contact, moved away with a man whose past is violent and dangerous, and took our 10-year-old sister with her. We haven’t heard from her since. We don’t know if our little sister is safe, or if she’s being cared for the way she deserves. The uncertainty is a heavy weight I carry every day, a pain so deep it’s hard to put into words. My brother and I clung to each other as best we could, surviving day by day, moving from place to place, never feeling truly safe or stable. I did everything I could to protect him, to support him, to keep him safe, even when I had nothing left for myself. I sacrificed so much because family means everything to me. But when I finally reached out, told him I needed him to step up and help me because I can’t carry us both alone anymore, he walked away. He left me. I was abandoned again, this time by someone I trusted with all my heart. The loneliness is suffocating. I’m now alone, without a safe place to call home, fighting battles inside my mind that no one sees. But despite everything, I still hold onto hope. I want so badly to heal. To get a stable, safe place where I can breathe and start rebuilding my life. I want to go back to school, get my diploma , my mom always told me I would be a drop out , she literally manifested my whole life ,  My story is one of pain, yes.. but also of strength and resilience. My ultimate dream is to become strong enough to legally fight for custody of my little sister, to protect her and give her the life she deserves , something I never had. If you can help me take one step closer to safety and stability, it would mean the world. Every donation, every share, every kind word brings me hope when I feel like I have none left. I am not just trying to find a roof over my head, I’m trying to build a future free from fear, abandonment, and pain. Thank you for reading. Thank you for caring. And thank you for believing in me when I’m struggling to believe in myself.