Seven months ago, on Mother’s Day — a day in which I freshly grieve the loss of my own mother, as well as the loss of my only child — Dakota Dennis (@PapaScrumps & @Scrumplet), the predator who’d spent the last year-plus calling me “the love of his life,” saying every day how much he wanted to marry me, move in together, plan an entire wedding and life with me—

And most important: told me daily that he would have “stepped up and been there” had I carried to term — revealed to me that he had cheated, but that it wasn’t “cheating” because he was “polyamorous” (he lied about that as well).

This news came after over a year of my financially funding our lives; including a $4,000+ trip to the Bahamas, countless thousands spent on a man who only ever bought me a cheap $200 or less ring, and who had racially fetishized me by using me for what is famously known as The Black Wife effect.

The devastation of his infidelity, lies, gaslighting, abuse, and any type of future we had planned together left me in ashes and unable to function as a human being.

My Domestic Violence Recovery Therapist then made a suggestion: to begin life anew by entering a Domestic Violence Trauma & Survivor Recovery Center.

This would allow me to not only process the last thirty-five years of life, abuse, and trauma, but help me see and break the generational curses that plague my family when it comes to abusive relationships; familial or otherwise.

This included reaffirming my decision to go permanently and legally no-contact with my family due to their views on defending and protecting the incestuous predators in our family, and their beliefs that I, as a childhood survivor of sexual assault, “allowed” grown men to assault me repeatedly.

Especially my dad, who was so physically and horrifically abusive, he completely deafened me; a disability that affects my life to this day and forever more.

And including my late Mother’s long-lost son finding me on social media, and offering to pay for my moving expenses, only to abandon and ghost me, with both my therapist and domestic violence case worker fully believing he only found me in the hopes of using me for money and fame.

Six grueling months of self-work later, the Center and its trained staff have cleared me as being healed and healthy enough to finally move forward, and begin the process of rebuilding my life with my three furkids; two of whom have been living separate from me with my sibling due to the Center’s one pet policy.

Moreover, I was forced to leave 99% of my stuff behind, leaving me with only a solitary suitcase full of clothes and my blankets.

For the Holidays, I am raising money for:

1. A New Apartment

2. Furniture (Bed, etc.)

3. Clothes

4. Pet Needs (This includes raising the money to have my dog properly trained as a working Service Animal to accommodate my deafness)

5. A Custom Gaming PC/LiveStream Setup/Voice Acting Equipment

6. A Dog Park for my fellow pet parents here at the Center where the dogs can play safely

7. Surgery to finally heal the damages caused by my violent exes and abusive father

8. To recover what I lost via social media monetization due to Dakota & his fan base intentionally harassing me and reporting my content

9: To recover from having spent the last seven months in a DV Shelter.

10: A New Phone & Permanent Number (I was forced to change it due to the constant abuse).

This is also a content Collaboration Invitation; if you are an influencer, content creator, or work for a company that can assist with a PC, construction workers for the dog park, etc, please reach out via my socials @JaxJaxAttaxx!

Please share, tag, and thank you sincerely for helping bring a traumatic six months to a miraculous end.