Single Mom Struggling With Mental Health Issues
Organized by: Michele Stanton
I am a single mother at her wits end trying to raise a 4 year old boy and pay bills. I have always been a hard worker and I have NEVER done anything like ask for money before. In fact... I am a little mad at myself right now to be honest. After my son was born four years ago I was diagnosed with post partum depression. What was suppose to be one of the happiest times of my life became a nightmare. I love my son more than anything and the guilt of the depression use to consume me. After much convincing from loved ones I took their advice and saught out medical attention which taught me that im not a victim and that its a chemical imbalance. It eased my mind for a little bit but then started a whole new battle of trying to find which medications would help the relentless feelings of dread, fear, and anxiety that seemed to come from no where. To make a long story short... I eventually made it out of that dark tunnel and found the right medication. Going through that took a toll on my marriage though. It was our first child and he seemed to have apprehensions even before our son was born. Last year finalized our divorce and the long attempt at trying to resolve our marriage. Last year I moved into what me and my son could afford which isnt much but perfect for us two for now. But it was hard to juggle a full time job plus medical expenses for my depression which never really seemed to fully go away but is much better with medication. I chose my son over my medicine three months ago and tried applying for government assistance untill I could get back on my feet. The government ended up going after my ex husband for financial support for me which has not ended and is still happening. Two weeks ago I lost my full time job. A close friend of mine quickly came to my rescue and offered me a part time servibg position which I dearly appreciate from the bottom of my heart but is not paying the bills and Im afraid that although my landlord was understanding about me being two hundred short on this months rent that he wont be so kind next month while I continue to look for more work. My parents are a blessing and are helping pay for my sons daycare while I work and continue to look for more work. In the meantime I feel like I am losing my mind. I also feel like I may have made a huge mistake quiting my medication to save money... I believe in prayer and although I feel prayer is a very useful and affective tool, that god also does for those who take initiative in their own lives. Im not asking for much but if 500 people read this and donate one dollar then me and my son will have no problem eating next month and getting rent paid. Im not even asking for all of my rent. I know I can come up with the rest. Im a little embarassed but I wont let my pride get in the way of trying to do everything I absolutely can for my son before I call it quits and have to go to a homeless shelter. Even if I dont get a dollar... I think writing all this out so I could process it better was therapeutic in and of itself. Thank you and god bless.