As I hesitantly contemplate writing this ad, I also have great aspirations that this can be the break my family has been needing. It can potentially be that kickstart in my life that I need in order to fulfill my dream of giving my kids a better life. This is my last resort as I have tried everything without success. The one thing I was able to do was leave my husband. I was scared to provide for my three young boys on my own. However, it was not as scary as the thought that my boys could end up emotionally scarred for life if I stayed in an unhealthy situation. My ex-husband was emotionally and psychologically abusive. I gave up my independence to depend on him through false promises and manipulation and I ended up stuck. My kids and I were unhappy, and I refused to stay in that type of relationship. After many desperate and tearful escapes from that miserable home, I decided that enough was enough. I needed to overcome my fear of personal inadequacy that had been pounded into my mind for so many years. That was not the type of woman I wanted to be. I thought to myself that my kids and I might struggle but we would be happy, together and at peace. No violence or belittling. Just love and acceptance. No child should grow up seeing their mother being treated like insignificant property and live in fear of being the monster’s next victim. Those were most definitely not the values or examples that I wanted my boys to adopt as their own. Being a single mom of 3 on her own for the first time was a thrilling feeling. I was proud of myself for finding a simple but temporary duplex for my kids and me while I gave the workplace environment a shot. Reality soon set in though, slapping me across the face with expenses that my income was not supporting. With rent, childcare and essentials on a minimum wage job I just felt like I was struggling to pay to be away from my kids and nothing else. My education had been put on hold as raising 3 kids with no support had proven to be nearly impossible. I was so close. Unfortunately, life happens, and resources run dry. I want to finish obtaining my bachelor’s degree in education. I have my associate’s degree but sadly my financial aid ran out due to having to take breaks here and there. I want to become a bilingual elementary teacher so that I may have the means to give my kids that life they deserve. A nice family home to call our own, financial security and everything they need. It is a rewarding career as well as flexible so that I may be there with my kids whenever they need me. They have had enough of the worried and stressed mom and having to go without necessities. I want to be a good example and show them how education can take you far in life. They need to see firsthand that anyone can get out of a tough situation and prosper through hard work and determination. My boys are lively, adventurous and kind-hearted. They give me the strength to push forward. They are already ambitious and eager to learn as much as possible in order to succeed and be happy in life. Everyone needs the occasional hand, and this is my attempt in receiving the help that will set us on the right path. A journey that will make my boys proud of me. Due to the recent and tragic pandemic, we have struggled now more than ever, barely keeping our heads above water. I fear that at the end of this tunnel, we will not be seeing any light as we will more than likely be evicted. I do not want to disappoint my boys that way. I refuse to give up and feel like a failure all over again. I do not ask for much, and I sincerely appreciate all support. One day I will pay it forward. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for taking the time to read.