It seems life has thrown me a lot of curveballs since i was younger my parents were bad drinkers..Raising my Lil brothers and sister while being moved from group home to group home over 30 different homes and many many families but during all this I ended up pregnant under the foster care and my life has never been the same I married young cause I was scared to raise my first born alone and it just never seemed to quiet be the best choice since the father was not who I thought he was….not once but twice I was on my own in the hospital giving birth to my daughters with nobody but myself at 16 years old.. Until my son was born then that’s when I knew things changed my husband was t just distant he was never around.. I had my babies through this situation and I can say I love very much and did all I was supposed to do and more as a mother like attending school while pregnant I went to a school that was predominantly black I was talked about then eventually tossed out of as a liability to the school and continued to have two more kids with the same man after hearing the I’m sorry I’m sorry and trying to keep my family together raising my babies and taking care of my siblings i got a job at the local waffle house and was able to keep up with a studio apartment despite having to support not only myself but others as well……eventually I got divorced from my children’s father leaving me to raise 2 daughters and a son so I moved to Indiana where I was originally born thinking I could financially make it easier since Florida where I was at was expensive……..while in Indiana I met a man I had known as a child we rekindled our relationship he seemed to want to help me and my children in fact he made us believe very much he loved us but that was far far from the truth….believe it or not my situation is about to take a huge change that even in your wildest dreams wouldn’t believe was happening it was like something out of a movie or some crazy novel……but not before having a child with the man I later would come to know as the worst man I’ve ever ever met………but meanwhile he made it all seem great he worked he made me think he loved my kids but behind closed doors things were very very abusive..He used to beat me in front of my children. After seeing this man knock me out numerous times even dragging my body as I’m unconscious to the bathtub to run cold water to wake.me up cause he thought I was dead and so did my kids they screamed frantically its hard to imagine but I continued to try and stay in fear he would kill.me if I ever left cause that’s exactly what he told me my kids would eventually be next as far as abuse for them which I had no clue but it wasn’t physical more just talking to them like they were nothing to him and they feared he’d take it out on me as he often did I should have walked away but instead I figured maybe it’s not just him it’s financial burden on one parent working I then got a job and had a babysitter watch the kids..He starts having an affair with the baby sitter and at this point the kids aren’t being watched more less she was there for him and well…… my own mother moved in and I thought surely things would look up but id come to realize my own flesh and blood had started sleeping with him.. I found out while at the hospital with my son he nearly died from aspiration of the lungs by ingesting shampoo while I was at work I came home immediately to take him to the hospital where we stayed for over a month lost my job not before finding out this man was to busy to see his son in the hospital because he was sleeping with my mother…..I know what your thinking WOW what on earth……well this was just the beginning because this man had a daughter with another woman who passed away when the Lil girl was 5 and its like he just snapped and next thing I know I’m being abused every single day black eyes busted nose conclusions until one day when I was brave enough to leave him but with little choice as he hadn’t paid rent in over two months so now it’s time to leave and take my babies with me nowhere to go nobody to help…….living in my vehicle I was forced to contact my original father of my first three kids which coincidentally enough had moved to Indiana as well and was working with non other than my father who was abusive as well which led to the removal of my parents and into foster care as much as I try to just look past it all I knew it wasn’t fair for my kids to have to be forced to live in a vehicle so I made attempts to contact they’re father…surprisingly enough he must have had some regret in his heart because he manned up and took the kids after me raising then almost 10yrs without him and never receiving child support….which left me and my youngest son (the one I had with the abusive cheater….who by the way was 6ft 1 230lbs to my 4′ 11″ 110lbs) quiet the deficit……im sorry I’m pouring my heart out in this message .but I was now living in a car with my son.. ..it just seems to be like I’m some type of bad news magnet and I honestly have done anything I can for anyone even if I couldn’t I figured out how to……. I’m now beaten up by life and have to look at my son and feel all these emotions flood my heart…..i’m at a huge loss as far as how to keep going my trust has been misused and abuse by everyone in my life and I’m just hoping that by some small chance some grace from somewhere that I could get someone to help me in anyway possible if you’ve never struggled like this which I don’t know many who have had the same unfortunate events happen and able to talk about it…..I’m asking if there is any way possible that you could help me at all I’m sorry to be asking like this but I can’t say I’ve tried until I’ve tried everything else I have nobody to turn to and well I just am hoping that maybe you have a daughter and would think of how heartbroken She may be if she had to go through something like this I pray she never does but I’m honestly just at my wits end here if there is aany way possible at all you could help me out with anything remotely close to enough to maybe even pay for another hotel room or a loan to help me at all I’d greatly appreciate it….im.sorry to even come at you like this but my son is worth every bit of my time no matter what or how long my explanation is…..and I believe in honesty even if it’s as crazy as my life has been…….thank you for taking the time to even read this I’m sorry to bother you honestly I am :'(