My story is like so many and yet it is unique to me. I am currently working as a contract delivery person. I am homeless as so many are since COVID hit in 2019. I would love to say it was solely due to the pandemic but it wasn't.  My situation drastically changed when my position was eliminated. My life took a ow decent into the hardest battle I havr ever faced… the realization that I was in a relationship that was abusive in so many ways, I had family with addiction issues living with me as well and my husband; from which I am separated for over a year, began a earnest seige of my life eventually forcing me to walk away. I was not prepared for war over my heart and my innerself. I got battered emotionally, mentally, spiritually, financially, and physically. I also become so isolated from the world He was all I had to depend upon. To say my marriage cost me everything would be the literal truth. It cost me kids, my trust in myself, my belongings, my stability, my home, and it could have been much worse. I lost my brother to an OD and my mother just a few months later to complications from kidney disease. I lost the man I called dad for 35 years and my step brothers when she passed. I was left homeless, alone, and I tried to get help from agencies that were over loaded, under funded, and felt like I was left to endure in silence. The culminating events seem unreal to me.. stroke, seizures, broken nose, dog attack, repair surgery to my eye and stitches to my almost ripped off nose, to being kidnapped at gunpoint/raped/ beaten breaking my nose again, breaking my left eye socket and some ribs. I have survived. I am at the breaking point just trying to keep going each day until it all becomes right again. I am needing help to fix my car. My only way to stay afloat each day. It's where I live, I work, and where I am stuck right now. I need to do some maintenance desperately. It needs all parts of the brake system to include master brake cylinder, brake booster, rotors, and pads; it needs a new ac blower and a relay, it needs a new window mother board. an alignment two tires, and a new passenger side headlight assembly. I know it sounds like a lot. I was blessed to even be able to purchase this cat by a wonderful woman who allowed me to make pymts to her. I am ok with used parts. I'm not accustomed to seeking help as I was always the one who helped others. I am hoping and praying that I can get the things I need to fix the car. I have already gotten a quote for labor and that is being discounted by a high school friend who owns his own auto repair shop. He can only do so much. I ask if you can help in anyway even if it is just a $1 each one will get me that much closer to keeping my car safe so I can keep working and striving to save for an apartment or small home. So that I can bring my kids home. To finish healing from what my heart, my head, and my decisions helped destroy. I wasn't alone in what brought me low but I am alone in dragging myself one step at a time to the top of the pit I helped create. I am not perfect. I am no better than anyone. But I am a survivor. I am just as everyone else… struggling but I haven't given up. At least not yet. I am willing to provide receipts for donors to know that the money is going on what I am saying it is needed for. I appreciate you taking your time to read this and if you can do no more than offer a prayer I am grateful for that too. May God protect all anf cloak us in Hid grace. Love. And forgiveness.