So many times in my life I constantly encouraged women to never let themselves be treated less than they deserve in anyway anyway. I’ve never seemed to comprehend that for myself and have recently began counseling after my relationship finally ended in a horrible way and absolutely destroyed me. He was narcissistic, controlling, mentally and verbally abusive and emotionally neglecting. I was so sure I just kept doing things wrong and I wasn’t good enough but I moved 4 states with him for his job and I always had to start over. Not him just me. He never supported me, never cared about my dreams. Watched me struggle. I’m a mom of 3 amazing boys who actually stayed a school semester with their dad because his job transferred him to Kentucky last minute and we had to find a house. This is where I should have let us end but I couldn’t. He left me to take care of everything in Louisiana. Told me to sell most things and we would buy them new. Told me to sell my car and when we closed on the house we would get another vehicle because he had his bike and I could use his car. He constantly shamed me about money and what I made or what I had but I paid EVERYTHING but the rent. I would literally be sick thinking about how to try and explain to him I couldn’t keep up. He would yell at me and tell me I was irresponsible and I’d just stop saying anything. I was scared of the things he would say. I took debt of his into my name so he could close on the house. I came home and he was gone. Cleaned our the apartment and left me. I was completely alone in a new city, no car, no friends. I went from being a mom, wife, dog mom to 4 walls of dead silence. I lost it. I isolated myself from everyone. I worked and that was it. I was ashamed and humiliated. Things only got worse. I was drowning. The mental and emotional toll it was having on me took me down a depression I’ve never felt. Then he didn’t show to court when they were coming for him for a lease violation and they kicked me out. I’ve been drowning paying hotels and Uber fees. I haven’t had a dime to go see my kids. I have no home, no belongings anymore. Nothing. I can’t get caught up because there is no one to help. No family because I was a foster kid. My whole world fell apart and I’m tapped out. I desperately need help with groceries, a deposit and rent for a place to live so my boys can come home. Everytime I get a slight step ahead I get kicked down. I get back up tho. The details of the abuse and cruelty is so hard to talk about because how could I be so stupid to let him do this to me. I have to pay the hotel fee and I don’t have a dime. I’m tapped out. I can’t catch up and I desperately need the kindness of someone in any amount. I am grateful for anything and everything. I appreciate from the bottom of my heart for your compassion.