I don’t find my story any more important than the next. I have many things to be thankful for in life. I have established a great career, I have purchased my first home as a young woman under 30, and I have overcome many challenges with domestic violence and my struggle with Bi-polar.
Back story as to why I am here, I am 28 beginning at 26 I began seeing a man I loved dearly, he was a disabled veteran with a big heart and 3 beautiful children from previous relationships and who appeared to be a kind loving father and partner. After moving in with him I supported him and his children on my income. My money went to him for bills, court, his hobbies, the kids, and anything else he needed. I gave him 3/4 of my income without even realizing it.
This man informs me he is part of a 1% motorcycle club which I usually don’t judge till he almost killed me the day before a club event because I asked him not to speak of my deceased husband he ended up choking me out while telling me he would kill me I blacked out and thought I was gone. This abuse continued for two years while I continued to be a leader, be a support for others in my life, and battle bi-polar. Jump forward to June of 2022 I buy us our first house. I am then sent to Texas for work immediately after closing. I got this man everything he had ever asked for. I supported the children and stepped up to be a mom. I gave my life to him. While I was in Texas mid august he was involved with an assault with his club where he was the sole aggressor he almost killed an innocent man just to show his strength to others. A month later when I returned home from Texas from my assignment the police were called to our home because he had again assaulted me I had only been home 2 days and had been gone almost 4 months. He threatened to ruin my life and kill me because I finally had enough and wanted him to leave. I was left in financial ruins I had lost the family and life I thought we were going to have. He left me in shambles my only relief in life is that he is now in prison and can’t get to me. I fell behind on my mortgage payments and I’ve reached out to the mortgage company and have had no understanding. I have now been able to stabilize myself but still have to fight him in court as well as go through extensive therapy for my bi polar and ptsd. I have never asked anyone for help in my life I have always been the helper. I have always shown strength as a woman as a independent person I have survived homelessness, abuse, rape, and everything in between I made a career from having nothing but a suitcase full of clothes and now I have exhausted myself looking for help this once. I have no family to help and it’s just me in the world now. Realistically I need $15,000 to be caught up but that is not feasible nor would I ever ask anyone for that kind of money I’m selling my magic cards and anything have to get caught up but I truly just ask for what ever you can give. I don’t see myself as a victim I’m a survivor and I always have been but I’ve learned asking for help is not weakness and a lot of hardship could be avoided if the pride was set aside a little bit more. Thank you if you read this if not well thank you for being a good person out there helping others.