After struggling more than half of my life addicted to opiates, I was finally done. I got clean, and moved to Spokane with the man I'd spent ten years off and on with because I loved him and felt like he was the safest option, as he's never used drugs.

Upon moving here, I put up with daily emotional abuse, and just kept telling myself that I deserved it because of my previous actions while on drugs, and honestly believed that as I pieced my life back together, this would dissipate.

Instead, the more accomplishments I met, the more abusive he got, until he changed the locks and now I am homeless, doing EVERYTHING I CAN to stay clean and keep from losing the job that I start this month.

I haven't eaten in several days, and have found several great options for housing, but I have no financial ability to even buy a cheeseburger, let alone get into a place.

I get a shot weekly to help me stay off Fentanyl, and even in my darkest hour I did not relapse. I just need help getting into a place before I lose all hope and decide that going back to him is easier than trying to survive homeless without getting high.

*I am a graduate of Adult and Teen Challenge, and want to continue having my life be a testament to what God can do.*