My name is Jimmy Freiberger, and I need donations to help get a car for my homeless mom, Joy Arnett, who has been denied disability by the state - even though she suffers from physical and mental health disabilities caused by decades of physical and mental abuse and the trauma incurred by the death of my sister, Naomi Veronique Zerchot.

Getting her a car is the only possible way she can regain her independence and exit homelessness. With a car, she can DoorDash, one of the only possible ways she could make money, given the flexibility and limited interaction with other people. This is the only way she can be involved in her first grandchild's life and help my sister with childcare (which is otherwise extremely expensive), as they live in Muncie.

I am the only person left in my family who either can or is willing to financially support her, but this is unsustainable because I am a 22-year-old full-time college student.

My mom was involved in an abusive relationship for over two decades, in which she experienced physical abuse, mental torment, and personal degradation. The extreme depression, anxiety, and post-traumatic stress disorder she has because of this is so severe that her blood pressure once rose to 210/110, which is high enough to be considered a medical emergency.

If this wasn't bad enough, when her daughter (my sister) died, all of her issues became worse. She suffers from short-term and long-term memory loss, severe enough that she can no longer recall basic details about my childhood. She also suffers from a bad case of GERD, causing her to suffer bouts of severe stomach pain every couple of months. All of these conditions leave her unable to do any form of conventional work, especially in our detail and task-oriented society.

The court suggests that she can work as a "mail carrier" (no she can't, she is not physically well enough to be 'on foot' like that). They also suggested she could be a call operator or "intermedial office worker." Putting aside that the latter jobs hardly exist in Richmond to my knowledge, she was told by a psychiatrist that she *cannot work with people.* For example, she worked at Frisch's Big Boy for some time a few months after my sister died, but it was too much for her to handle. Sure, more time has passed since then, but there is no grief comparable to that of losing a child, and it would be cruel to expect her to have "recovered" substantially since then.

To end, here is the final paragraph of a letter I wrote to the court, which should hopefully demonstrate what a terrible injustice all of this has been:

"Given her decades of trauma stemming from constant physical and emotional abuse, as well as the irreparable void lost by the death of her daughter, I declare with the utmost certainty that it is inconceivable that my mother could or should maintain employment, and I offer my highest recommendation that she receives disability status. Failure to do so would either represent a moral failure of American society to take care of our most vulnerable people, or a lack of understanding or inability to acknowledge the truth of my mother’s condition which, after outlining this, would represent an unfortunate and offensive distrust in my judgment as her son. For having experienced decades of PTSD and trauma-induced memory loss, what she needs is rest and recovery."