Support a Brave Mother Recovering from Trauma

money will specifically be used for obtaining a new rental. A safe home.

I know that I am preaching to the choir when I say that life has not been easy for most people these days. It really seems like as time goes on, for our own mental health, we need to lean on each other for support in order to remain sane. Long story short, I am a single mother of two beautiful boys, whom I have always put first. One might call me boring, but I do my best for them. Currently, I work a full-time, minimum wage-paying job with no child support, which, unfortunately, means I personally do not qualify for medical insurance. So, on top of this mess, is a hefty ambulance and hospital bill.

This past Tuesday, around 12 am, I was sitting in my car, parked directly outside my residence of 5 years, eating an apple before heading to the gym. At some point, I fell asleep. I was woken abruptly by a loud noise and a pain in my leg. Upon arrival of first responders, I was notified that someone shot me with a birdshot shotgun, twice at close range, through the door of my vehicle. I now carry bullet fragments in my leg. I do not have many friends in this town nor enemies. I have been told that my 20-year-old car is what saved me because 6-7 inches and my children may have grown up without their mother. I am asking my community for help. I cannot allow my children to lay their precious heads in that place again while whoever did this is on the loose; me not even sure if I will ever know who this was or why. I am not one to ask for help; however, being in Behavioral Health for 12 years, I understand the power of support and to be guided by spirit and not by ego. I need 2-3 grand so that I can pay for a deposit and rent somewhere else. I don't have the credit for an appropriate loan due mostly to my student loans and this lovely state of Arizona taking every job I've ever loved from me for one reason or another. So, I am willing to eventually pay back what is offered. I no longer feel safe where my children and I have laid our heads for the past 5 years, and because of this, is why I am reaching out to the world for help. I cannot live without my babies by my side, and I need them to feel safe. Thank you all for respecting my vulnerabilities.