My name is Bree, and I am a 44‑year‑old single mother fighting with everything in me to rebuild my life and give my daughter the safe, stable future I never had. I’ve survived things that should have broken me forever — childhood trauma, addiction, homelessness, and the loss of every parental figure I ever loved. Yet somehow, I’m still here. Still standing. Still fighting. Still believing that my daughter deserves a life untouched by the pain that shaped mine.

I’ve been clean for almost four years now. I did it on my own free will — not because I was forced, not because I was caught, not because anyone pushed me. I chose life. I chose my daughter. I chose to break the generational curses that destroyed the women before me. But rebuilding from nothing, with no family, no support system, and no safety net, has been one of the hardest battles of my life. It’s just me and my daughter.

No mother.

No father.

No grandparents.

No siblings.

No one to call when life gets heavy.

Every parental figure I ever had is gone. Every person who was supposed to protect me is no longer here. And yet, I wake up every day determined to give my daughter the love, safety, and stability I never knew.

I survived losing my mother at 11.

I survived being molested by the man who was supposed to protect me.

I survived learning at 10 that the man I thought was my father wasn’t.

I survived burying my grandparents — the only stability I ever had.

I survived homelessness.

I survived a 10‑year heroin addiction that nearly killed me.

I survived overdosing three times.

I survived trauma that most people never come back from.

But I came back.

For her.

For my daughter.

For the promise I made the day she was born — that the cycle ends with me. She has never seen me get high. She has never seen me give up. She has only seen me fight, heal, and rise. And now, I’m asking for help so I can finally give her the life she deserves — a life free from instability, fear, and generational pain.

Right now, we are starting over from scratch. We need help relocating to safety, securing stable housing, getting reliable transportation, covering basic essentials, and launching my small business, BrenNiya Co., which I created as a legacy for my daughter. This brand is my purpose, my passion, and our path to long‑term stability. But we cannot build it without first having a safe foundation to stand on.

Every dollar donated goes directly toward rebuilding our lives from the ground up:

Safe relocation and housing

Reliable transportation

Basic living essentials

Therapy and healing resources

Launching BrenNiya Co. so we can stand on our own

I’m not asking for pity. I’m asking for a real second chance — for me, and for my daughter who has stood by me through every storm. I’m asking for help because I’ve run out of places to fall. I’m asking because I refuse to let my daughter grow up in the same pain I did. I’m asking because I’ve fought too hard to give up now.

If you feel our story in your heart, please donate or share. Your kindness could change our entire future. You could be the reason my daughter finally gets to feel safe. You could be the reason we break the cycle for good. You could be the reason we rise.

Thank you for seeing us.

Thank you for believing in us.

Thank you for helping us rebuild a life we can finally feel safe in.

With love,

Bree & her daughter

BrenNiya Co. — A Legacy in the Making