- Posted September 6, 2013 by
This iReport is part of an assignment:
Where is my home?
How did I get here? As a teenager I was placed in a group home due to abuse. I didn't have a home to visit on weekends. Holidays would be spent with staff. As a result, I have no traditions I hold dear. Home, to me was wherever I could lay my head, wherever I was safe.
The world doesn't look kindly on those who don't "come from a good home". If you don't have connections via family or well off friends it can be quite difficult getting ahead.
I worked hard to escape poverty. I went to college for five years. I volunteered in the community. All I've ever wanted is to provide a stable home for my children. But now I feel like a failure.
Earlier this year my husband attacked my daughter with a bat. He had been abusive towards me prior to that, but being so used to maltreatment I blamed myself. I felt that there must be something wrong with me that caused my "loved ones" to treat me so badly. Home wasn't always safe for me, but at least I had a place to lay my head.
I was afraid of leaving because I worried that my husband would get custody. I worried that if we divorced, he'd get the kids and I wouldn't be able to protect them. I took the brunt of the abuse until the attack this past spring.
After I turned my husband in to the police my home became a place of safety for my children and I once again.
I held hope that I would find employment or at the very least assistance in order to keep a roof over our heads. Despite applying for dozens of jobs I have yet to be hired. Charities don't have the funds to help. Now 4 months behind in rent, I am being evicted.
I am going to be homeless in 6 days. There is no room in the shelters. I have no friends or family that can take us in. I have less than $2 to my name. Where is home? I don't know.
If you're interested in helping us have a home, please donate: http://www.gofundme.com/46aae8
I hope if I raise enough money to pay the past due rent we can avoid living on the streets. Thank you.