A little about me...well...
My life has NEVER been easy but I have ALWAYS found away to see the brighter side to life. I had to grow up quick because I didnt have a happy home life as a young child.My mom was a single mom who struggeled to raise us & she made many mistakes along the way, but we all survived.I had to be "Mom" to my younger sibblings & cook & clean when I was 5years old because many times my mom couldnt afford a sitter & she worked 2 jobs plus went to school.Well I wont go into my childhood to much as that is a part of my life my brain has learned to block out.
My whole life I have been discriminated against.When I was 16 I moved away from home & lived with a friend whom already graduated & was married.Her & her husband adopted me,her parents gave me a job,I did my best to keep my grades as good as I could.(Its hard to do when the teachers would sabatoge my work or grade me poorly,because they didn't like me.)I was diagnosied with stage 2 cervical cancer & was told I couldnt have kids & that it be a miricale if I did because I have 80%chance of miscarrage in the first trimester 15% chance to carry a child to second trimester then misscarry.Then 3months before my 17th Birthday the state stepped in & took me & placed me in my grandparents custody,because the school LIED & said I wasn't showing to school.I stuck it out until I was 17, then I quit school 2days after my 17th birthday, because life was just to hard being a minority.I had no interest in what the schools were teaching me,because I was bullied & picked on by Teachers, the Super intendenant, the Principal, and even the school Cop.I didn't have many friends in school because I usually just kept to myself.Well after quitting school I started getting my GED, but the teacher there started to treat me like I was invisible so I quit that. I turned 18 & moved in with a boyfriend & had an instant family.Well that summer my youngest instant child passed away.Shortly after that boyfriend & I split up. I got a job and became a workaholic as a way to deal with the hurt. I turned to drinking as a way to forget the pain,but slowly that was throwing me into a deppression.My 19th birthday God had me arressted for underage drinking,this opened my eyes to see there was more to life. I got hurt at work 2 months later and was told by doctors I couldnt work any more,until my health was taken care of.I lost my home 2months after loosing my job & moved in with the guy who soon would father my child. Things were great,we both seemed happy,he got me to go back to school(which he did push me to keep up with my studies & I finally graduated June2010),then I found out I was pregnant January 2009 and I was already 3months along...He wanted nothing to do with the idea of being a father,I was Happy,but slowly became deppressed because he wouldnt enjoy my happiness with me.Well then we moved because the place we were in wasnt safe for a child,so we got a nicer bigger place.Then I gave birth to my child,life was swell...then problems started.We started argueing all the time,He played head games where he would twist my words and make everything my fault.HE started treating my child like crap.There was no love when He would come home from work he would push our child aside grab some food & go to his friends.Then one day he decided to pretend to be a father and took my child outside to play.Then my child endured 2nd degree burns from him.He took my phone from me & refused to allow me to take my child to the hospital he made me treat the burns with aloe and bandaides. It was the next day while he was at work I was able to get my child out of the house to some place safe. my child out of the house dgWe split up shortly after which was about a week before my childs first birthday ONLY to get back together so that no one would know any better at my childs birthday party.Two weeks later he moved out again,this was the beginning to my downward spiral to rock bottom. I applied for foodstamps,cash assistance,HUD, I did everything I could think of to try to keep from becomming homeless,I knew I had 2weeks before I would become Homeless.I would call daily and still do this day I have no help.I became homeless.I finally soaked up my Pride & went to a shelter,just to be tossed from one shelter to another.Then I was offered a temporary home by a lady who works at a shelter I was at.I receantly lost my home to a flood.I am still trying to get help but still no luck,every place I try is the same "No funding". I am thankfull I found Aidpage,I have met a few VERY kind friends.Please read my blogs for a little more about me as well as for Helpfull Information that can Help you & me make money by helping each other.I have found that keeping faith in God helps to get thru the hard times.I'm thankfull I have a great friend who helps me to remember to keep faith.
Well that is a little about me in a quick summary.I have many health problems both phsyical and mental,but I have faith God put me here for a reason so I will get thru these problems. I am a single mother of a 15month old & we survived a life of domestic violance. I am a good listener, a horrible speller, but if you need someone to listen I am willing.I have been thru so much in my short life,that I am very wise for my years and I have been told I can offer good advice & I am pretty knowledgable.I am Native American, I am a survivor of Domestic Violance, a survivor of Childhood abuse, and I am a single mother.If anyone needs a friend I'm just a private message away.
