#FearlesslyFundingFreedom

A mother and her 7 years old daughter are in desperate need of light in their time of darkness.

Below is a statement from the Mother

"I am a domestic violence survivor of 8 years. I mean that's what I'm suppose to say, right? That's the first step?

How did I get here? Seems like one day I blinked and the world had lost it's color. Everything was similar shades of black, grey and confusing.

Recently, I took a stand for my daughter and I and we fled from my abuser. No planning, no backups, just the desire for a better life. A life where we would know what it is like to live in a home where walking on eggshells wasn't the norm. A home where we were safe from the evils of the world, not introduced to what evil really is.

Now for the hardest part of all, admitting my weakness. *Deep breath* Ok, I got this.

.....I am in dire need of assistance. I am very prideful. Some of the reasoning why I stayed, I absolutely hate asking for help, admitting I am weak, and the realization that I could figure things out on my own. But, the Iove I have for my daughter, far outweighs any hurtful pride I have. So, here I am, head bowed, pride aside, waving the white flag, admitting defeat, and begging for mercy.

I have an amazing 7 year old Daughter, who absolutely deserves the entire world. She is such an old soul, and truly is my bestfriend. She's my Mini me that radiates allllll the good vibes energy. She has witnessed her father saying and doing unspeakable things to me. Then, followed by getting her removed from the only home she's ever known by continually breaking in. Although I purchased 8 cameras, changed all the locks, reinforced the sliding glass door, added window locks, placed several Police calls and DVPs filed, the state deemed my home unsafe and (unfairly, if I do say so myself) took custody of her. Tossing us head first into a complete mess of chaos.

I unfortunately fell victim to the system of victum blaming and I too, found myself arrested along side my abuser. My criminal charges were quickly dropped due to lack of evidence or support. Despite having been hit in the throat myself, I was accused of child abuse. Pages of completely false court documents containing information that the petitioner admitted under oath, was blatantly incorrect, seemed to consume my every moment. When questioned the worker answered with the complete opposite of the information she, herself, put in to the petition. She was to the point of being charged with lying under oath. Despite lack of evidence on my part my daughter remained in states custody.

Thankfully, my daughter was placed with my sister for the time being. She is homesick but she is surviving. If I'm being honest, she's much stronger than I have been. She's a tough little cookie and I am so in awe of her. She deserves the world and I intend to give it to her.

Since that Nightmare Day, I've been spending my days applying for numerous jobs, working odd side gigs, and jumping through hoops of the system. Doing any and all things necessary to show my love and devotion proving I will move mountains for my child.

On top of two 2-hour supervised visits (48 miles round trip) a week, I have submitted random Drug screenings, attended weekly parenting and domestic violence classes, and so on.

By the Grace of God we managed to keep important foundational pieces to starting a new life. Our home and Truck survived the chaos and I'm fighting to keep them. Also left behind were mountains of accrued debt, late payments, and fees as well.Reaching out for help from local resources resulted in help with my rent and food for one month (which I am GRATEFUL for what I have gotten). As I have struggled to wade blindly through this difficult time I have been crushed by reality. We are spoon fed generic phrases like "Leave, get out, there's help for you!" our entire lives. Reality is, there truly isn't that much help for Victims in West Virginia to get out, be safe, and restart their lives.Hours and hours turned to days and days of financial help research, ultimately leaving me feeling more lost and beaten down than I did before.Local resources have sent me to the same TWO connections. Sadly, even right here in the state's capitol city, there are only TWO resources for DV help. I reached out to one and they directed me to the other and the other said they simply couldn't help me. I have also reached out to national resources, who also could not help. All the resources we learned would have available to help navigate this impossible situation, yet they are nowhere to be found.

I am wanting and willing to do the hard work! I'm not just sitting by idly asking for handouts. I just need a little boost, a little faith, some support of someone in my corner rooting for me, and ready to celebrate my victory.

Although I have two degrees, owned multiple businesses, and have put in over 200+ applications, I haven't been able to acquire a job. It's hard to even find a job that will be able to pay all of the bills, debt, and chaos that got thrown into my lap. After 8 years of being financially dependent on my abuser, out of the job market, I was left lower than low. Thrusted upon me ever so graciously by my Ex, were bills totalling over $3000 a month, no help with our child, credit card and other debts adding up to over $20,000, ruined credit score, one repossessed vehicle and the other teetering on the edge, a destroyed insurance rate due to the monumental amount of wrecks, damages to rental cars, and a DUI/wreck he got while under my insurance, all bundled in a shell of lifetime trauma and a rock bottom mental health status.

Despite all these obstacles I had managed to fight through every situation possible for my girl and we had made it to unsupervised visits starting March. As long as everything progresses as it has been, she will possibly coming home at the end of next month.

Finally, our time for some normalcy, so I thought. Once again, life humbled me with its sick jokes. My ex managed to break into my home once again, breaking over $400 in cameras and wrecked complete chaos. Broken tvs, door frames, holes in the walls, broken cabinets, trash poured all over the floors and my bed, damage throughout, Adding more to the list of things I need to make myself and my home secure again.

What next, another hit. I woke up on the morning of our first unsupervised meeting, to discover that my vehicle had been repossessed during the night. I called and received the news, over $4,200 to get it back. Life altering deviation crashed over top of me like a huge wave, the absolute last thing I needed to happen. First new damages to my home and now this. I need my vehicle for visits, interviews, and work. I spent hours upon hours once again searching for resources, something, anything, Please God just please! Even though I was terrified it would be held against me, I reached out to the CPS worker handling my case, still no help to provide. I refused to let my girl down. Not one more disappointment, no not today. Using a pay in four loan I was able to take a Lyft to my domestic violence class, then to pick her up from school. 19.8 miles and $50.90 later I did it, at least for one day. One day at a time, step by step, moment by moment. It wasn't perfect, or how I had planned but I made it happen. My girl got to see her animals for the first time in five months, and in that tear jerking moment, all of this was so very worth the fight.

I can assure you all funds will be going to help battle against everything that is battling against me. Additionly, getting everything fixed and probiding my little girl everything she needs to be able to come home, where she is comfortable in her own skin and can begin to thrive in our new life.

I would love to be able to have her come home to a re-designed room to signify the new life we are starting, and a little coming home party to celebrate her strength and grace through this situation.

After this is over, I fully intend to rise up and make noise! Demanding that the reality of domestic violence victims be heard, noticed, and changes be made. This is a broken system, West Virginia we can do better! There are many injustices and system failures leaving victims feeling even more alone, defeated, with no choice but to return to their abuser. Returning more often than not results in serious injury and/or death. We as a people, should be embarrassed. This isn't ok, this isn't enough, we shouldn't be complacent with such a low set bar. Our story will be heard. I can't stop, won't stop, until there is change. I will not allow the struggles, heart break, feeling of defeat, and the situation I blindly allowed myself to live, to be in vain. Change cannot happen without a driving voice that refuses to be hushed. I will do all I can to be that voice for all of those who never had the chance to be heard, and deserved so much better.

I can provide proof of need although for our safety we would like to remain anonymous.

I know there are truly some disgusting people in this world that, given the chance will ruin it for the ones that truly need the help and compassion with their scams and deception. I appreciate your time so very much, if you could/would pass on the information to others that may be interested in helping it would mean the world to us. I hope you have a blessed day of Good Vibes Only✌🏻☮️❤️