Never in a million years did I imagine I would have to ask for help, but at this moment, I find myself at an incredibly difficult crossroads. I want to be completely transparent about what happened to me because I believe you should know why I am reaching out for help.

On August 10th, around 5 a.m., I was violently attacked and sexually assaulted by multiple individuals. I was left in an abandoned apartment, barely able to breathe or move. By approximately 8 a.m., I regained some consciousness, though I was still confused and disoriented. I realized I was trapped in a closet, covered in and lying in a pool of my own blood. Nearby objects were covered with blood— objects I can only imagine were used during the assault. Blood was everywhere, even on the walls.

Thankfully, Jonathan contacted the police. It was strange to not to hear from me, and since I had been missing for over 2 hours, he was concerned. Before dialing 911 he received a very graphic photo of me barely clothed at the scene, showing my body on the ground surrounded by blood appearing lifeless.

When the police arrived around 9 a.m., they located the apartment and started to bang on the door and began forced entry. Still trying to gather my conciseness with blood leaking from my head, I managed to crawl towards the front door, which was dead-bolted and was able to unlock it for one officer. Another officer was assisted by Jonathan by lending him a ladder who then climbed to the second-story balcony and also attempted to kick the door in to reach me.

Despite overwhelming fear and pain, I am grateful that the Jefferson Parish police found me when they did and rushed me to the hospital. There, I underwent a rape kit and several other medical procedures and have also started multiple medications to ensure my safety and begin the healing process.

I want to clarify that I do not want to be seen solely as a victim. While I am currently navigating a challenging situation, I am aware that it does not define who I am or who I am becoming. This experience has profoundly affected me physically, mentally, and emotionally, and I recognize that I need time and support to heal and recover. My priority is to be present and supportive for my two boys, and most importantly, to take care of myself.

I also understand that my well-being must come first. Right now, I am overwhelmed with worries about bills, basic needs, and caring for my children. I’ve always valued independence and rarely asked for assistance however I am reaching out now because I sincerely need my community’s support.

Any donation, no matter the size, will help me provide for my children, cover essential expenses like rent, bills, transportation to school, and medications, and give me the space to focus on healing. If you're able to share this privately with those close to you, I would be deeply grateful.

Additionally, if anyone can recommend a psychiatrist or therapist, I would sincerely appreciate those referrals.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart for your compassion and support during this difficult time.