Save the house that mum built
Donation protected
A few years ago I didn’t have any money put aside ‘just incase’ and really regretted it, I ended up in a situation I had never expected, and an experience I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy. So when we moved into our safe space I thought we were just that ‘safe’.
Last night I was overwhelmed with the support, I still cried myself to sleep and can genuinely admit- I don’t know how much more I can fight. I’m tired, I honestly believed this was my year to focus on bettering our lives.
There were no wars to be won, i was ready to move forward. I’ve been applying for jobs, started studying.2019 was going to be my year.
10 days in and I feel broken. I feel targeted and part of me doesn’t want to believe it but does... I feel I’m here, because I’m a woman.
I’m here because i shared my story, to show - mainly women that they will rise, rise like a Phoenix from the ashes.
The boys and I, as pretty as I tried to make our space this isn’t ‘home’ it’s a safe space.
My goal was to get us on our feet. But as of this year my kids world is going to be turned upside down again. And THAT is what’s hurting the most. I worked my guts out, I thought I was doing everything by the book- I was showing them that women and their mum was a badass, she was willing to do ANYTHING for them.
I’ll have to do anything again and it kills me to put my hand out and say
I need you.... but I do
If we don’t reach the target that my council has demanded (which is more then what it cost to build, hence my stress levels) I will
donate to a charity that helps women, who aren’t lucky enough to have their own safe place.
I’ll fight for us, and then some....Join me.
The money is going towards saving the tiny house, I’m required to do a lot of things ie
traidie certs, building surveyors, structural engineer, permit amendments and now a soil report. The council has been adding to my ‘to do’ list, so if I can’t afford to save the tiny house I will be donating any money to a charity.
Last night I was overwhelmed with the support, I still cried myself to sleep and can genuinely admit- I don’t know how much more I can fight. I’m tired, I honestly believed this was my year to focus on bettering our lives.
There were no wars to be won, i was ready to move forward. I’ve been applying for jobs, started studying.2019 was going to be my year.
10 days in and I feel broken. I feel targeted and part of me doesn’t want to believe it but does... I feel I’m here, because I’m a woman.
I’m here because i shared my story, to show - mainly women that they will rise, rise like a Phoenix from the ashes.
The boys and I, as pretty as I tried to make our space this isn’t ‘home’ it’s a safe space.
My goal was to get us on our feet. But as of this year my kids world is going to be turned upside down again. And THAT is what’s hurting the most. I worked my guts out, I thought I was doing everything by the book- I was showing them that women and their mum was a badass, she was willing to do ANYTHING for them.
I’ll have to do anything again and it kills me to put my hand out and say
I need you.... but I do
If we don’t reach the target that my council has demanded (which is more then what it cost to build, hence my stress levels) I will
donate to a charity that helps women, who aren’t lucky enough to have their own safe place.
I’ll fight for us, and then some....Join me.
The money is going towards saving the tiny house, I’m required to do a lot of things ie
traidie certs, building surveyors, structural engineer, permit amendments and now a soil report. The council has been adding to my ‘to do’ list, so if I can’t afford to save the tiny house I will be donating any money to a charity.
Organizer
Charlotte Sapwell
Organizer
Lucas, VIC