My name is Lauralie. I’m 33 years old and I live in Florida. I moved here to get away from abusive family members and away from people that were only bringing me down. I am a full time online college honors student. I have had a rough bringing up. When I moved here to Florida, I moved in with a women that I have known since I was 15. I considered her my sister more than my best friend. I ended up selling my car shortly after I moved here because the frame was so rusted through, that it looked like Swiss cheese. It was extremely unsafe and had more issues that needed to be fixed than I was able to afford. About three months ago I started working as a waitress in the town I live in. I only worked Friday, Saturday, and Sunday and for 8-9 hours per day. It wasn’t a lot but it helped. On Mother’s Day, about a week and a half ago, I had written my grandmother and asked if she saw or talked to my mom to wish her a Happy Mother’s Day for me. She had then told me that my mom had asked her to tell me something as well. She said that I needed to change my last name, I’m no longer allowed at any family function, and that when it comes to my entire family,(aunts,uncles,cousins,grandparents, everyone), I was dead to them. I didn’t exist. I literally lost my entire family on Mother’s Day. On May 11, 2022, someone that I had looked at like a brother and looked up to, died. Then on May 15,2022, I was told that the owners of the place I worked at were thinking about cutting second shift out completely because they weren’t bringing in enough to be able to pay everyone. Second shift was my shift and another waitresses shift. Then on May 17, 2022, I was told by the women I live with and considered my sister and her boyfriend that I have until the end of June to find somewhere else to live. I’m in a state where I know no one, I have no vehicle, and I have nowhere to go. I started looking for low income housing and emergency housing. I was looking for anything that would let me move in now. Then today, May 18, 2022, I was informed that my shift had been cut and that I no longer have a job. That put a halt to everything. Without a job or some kind of income, no one was going to rent to me. And there would have been no way I would have been able to pay the rent and bills without an income. I have talked to the state. But because I do not have children, I’m not pregnant, I’m not disabled, I’m not a veteran, and because I’m not elderly, they couldn’t do anything but put me on the waitlist. The wait is 2 years right now. I don’t even qualify for healthcare. I have not been able to sleep more than maybe 20 hours in two weeks. Every time I try eating, it never stays in my stomach. So I gave up and have lost a lot of weight because of it. I am looking for another a job but without a place to live, a car, food, and necessities, I wouldn’t be able to get to work or be clean and healthy enough to work. But I’m still trying. I’m the kind of person who is able to and does provide for myself. I always have. I’m just in a situation where I’m so far down I can’t get out of it myself and I have no family or friends to help me. I just don’t know what to do. I only have what’s in this room. And at the end of June I won’t have this room. I am in desperate need of help. I need help with a safe vehicle, first and last months rent and security deposit, necessities for for myself and an apartment, and help with food and gas for a car and utilities. I appreciate any help I do receive and thank everyone from the bottom of my heart that helps me. I’m just very lost, stressed, hurt, and alone.