Single Mother with 2 Children needs your Help, Once Self Sufficient, Now disabled, losing everything, including a home and possibly her children. One crisis after another has led her down a road of total devastation. She needs a home for her children. Please call 772-589-1136 - 772-521-0579 - 772-220-3203 -
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FAMILY HISTORY
Born and raised in Washington Indiana I had a difficult time as a child and young woman. I came to Florida in 1999 in hopes of starting a new life and career. After a failed marriage of 16 years, I moved to Port St. Lucie and began a life where I thought I would be able to support myself and my two young children.
My oldest daughter, from a previous marriage, and my grandson moved with me. I tried to support the household on a teacherís salary. I began working for the Martin County School District in November of 1999. My oldest daughter worked whatever job she could find to help support the household. We lived in Port St Lucie until August of 2001. We desperately tried to be self sufficient, but eventually had to sell our home and move to Jensen Beach.
I found a home that I felt we could afford and the children would have other children to play with. Unfortunately, that was not a good choice. My children made friends in the neighborhood and they began making bad choices. I found them doing many things that they knew were wrong. Breaking all of the rules and disregarding all of the values and responsibilities that I had managed to teach them. I was making terrible choices and going down a path that wasnít right for my family and me. At the time I could not see what was happening. All I knew was that my children were not being brought up the way that they should and I was not feeling right at all, mentally or physically.
Within 1 year of our move I had to ask my oldest daughter and grandson to move out. I could not support all of us. They moved out January 2002. I had to find someone to help with the bills. That I did! Only God knows the nightmare that I put my children and myself through. It is still not over. That help was not enough. I took on a room mate. That seemed to be helping, but then that went wrong also. I took in an emotionally handicapped boy that I thought I was helping only to find out he was encouraging my children to do and try things that they knew were wrong. I took in a 16 year old who was kicked out by her parents. I did all of these things and I continued to be a teacher for the school system. I taught special education and specialized in emotional handicaps. I thought that I could make a difference in someoneís life. I seemed to forget about my own life. I buried it along with the problems that my children were having.
I missed a great deal of work because of my health, my children and the children I moved into my home. My job was on the line. By this time, I was having problems with the neighbors. We had new neighbors that moved next door and didnít like children. Her mother was a real estate person. She put my house on the market, sold it in 2 months. I signed the papers. We had no place to live. We had to be out of the house by the end of February. I found a place for us to rent 1600$ a month. A lot more money than I could possibly afford, but it was the only thing that I could find that resembled a home and a good place to raise my children. It wouldnít be ready till the end of March. We put everything into storage and moved in with my oldest daughter. She lived in a 2 bedroom home.. We lived in the garage. I continued to look for a different home, a home that I could afford in a good neighborhood and a good school district. I spent all of my time looking at the newspapers and house magazines hoping that I could find a home that I could rent a lot cheaper or possibly buy on contract, but due to my credit I was unable to find anything.
My children were desperately begging for attention and trying anything to get it, only to be rejected by me. I couldnít see what was happening. While all these things were taking place, I became more and more depressed and detached from what was going on around me. Around the same time that my house sold my 9 year old daughter tried to jump out of my moving vehicle. I had to take two weeks off work to care for her and my son who was also traumatized by the event. I had used all of my sick days and the school system had me take a family medical leave. I didnít even know what it was. I just did what they told me. I knew that I had to be there for my children. When I returned to work two weeks later I was given my annual evaluation. I had no knowledge that it was going to take place. I was under an enormous amount of stress at home (my daughters) and at work. I had been at work 5 days when the evaluation took place. Needless to say, I found out that my contract with the school was not going to be renewed. They nit picked on the evaluation enough that my score was to low to even consider keeping me on as a teacher. This pushed me over the edge. I had a nervous breakdown. I asked my ex-husband to care for my children until I could get better. He wanted full custody immediately and wanted me to pay child support. I am now fighting for custody of my children as well as everything else.
Since that time I have received a tremendous amount of medical and psychological care. I was eventually diagnosed with bipolar disorder (Manic Depressive), a condition that I have had for years, but was able to keep hidden with prescription medications to disguise the actual emotions that my body and my mind were going through. I also buried myself in my work, my family and everyone elseís problems. I did anything and everything to hide my emotional and physical problems.
I continue to be on very expensive medications and therapy. This is something that will continue for the rest of my life. My parents have struggled to help me financially and emotionally. They can not help me financially any longer. I have no way of supporting myself or my children. Let alone try to pay for a home and everything that goes with it.
I have had no income since June 16th. I have been fighting for my long term disability benefits from the school system since then. I have been rejected 3 times. I canít find an attorney to help me. They all turn me away. I canít afford one. The school system only filed one family medical leave. They did not differentiate between what happened with my daughter and my nervous and suicide attempt. There was an insurance change in March that I was not notified about, and they reported my family medical leave dates wrong.
To make an unbelievable and long story short. I am a Christian. I was born, baptized and raised to believe that there is a God. The things that have happened to me are a result of not listening to God or my family, not trusting in God and believing that he will help us! Not following the path that he has laid out for me. I had given up on God and myself!!!! It took one woman to come into my life and change that. She was godís messenger. At the end of December my family will not have a home. I have no money, no job. I canít return to work for a long time. I have been turned down by social security. I was diagnosed with Bi-Polar disorder after my attempted suicide! I have to go to court in February in Indiana. My ex-husband is trying to take my children away! Through all of this. I am going to remain firm in my belief that God will help us and guide me in the right direction. I am no longer trying to find a home. I have put my life, problems and strife in GODS HANDS! I know that he will provide. Please pray with us and for us!!
