A Series Of Unfortunate Events
Organized by: LeeAnn Hively-Insalaco
Hello! Thank you for reading what is incredibly difficult for me to type out. As survivor of domestic violence, and as a single mother of four children (three of which have autism and various other medical needs), I've grown accustomed to battling daily to achieve our goals one by one. However, I've reached crisis levels where several circumstances beyond my control have made it impossible to move forward without asking for a helping hand. Over this past summer, I returned to school to work on my degree in special education in the hopes of opening up play centers, respite care, and informational supports for special needs children and their families. I saved up for a year before starting my educational journey. Within a few weeks of starting classes, my job made the news for no longer paying employees. We were promised things would work out, so I stuck it out, only to have the business close in October with my pay being eight weeks behind. I went through my savings shortly before that due to educational fees and regular living with no money to add back into the pot. My family has dealt with hospitalizations since then. And I'm fighting that abuser I first mentioned as we work on our divorce. Then my landlord of the past five years since I escaped my marriage decided to sell my home and has given me thirty days to relocate. Our time is up on February 29th. This morning, my car decided to break down on me, and while I have enough money to move on (I think), I certainly do not have enough money to repair my car, move, and continue on with my schooling while still addressing my divorce and various needs of my children. It's just too much all at once for one person to handle. I don't really know what the appropriate amount to ask for would be. The money I am trying to raise will in no way, shape, or form pay for everything I require. It will only help me onto the next level so I have a vehicle with which to move with in time before our limited time runs out. I'm not asking for myself. I'm asking for my children whom I would swallow my pride for no matter what the circumstances. Thank you again for reading this. And thank you to any and all who contribute to us as I try to regain my footing.