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No one wants to die in the forest!! Kids have a way with words.

And the depression sets in.

This is why I'm emotionally and physically hurting.  Change needs to happen!


Mel said…
Hey Sis, your video touched me deeply. I've been where you friend is. I know how scary and hopeless it all seems. She is very blessed to have you in her life. My situation was different, I couldn't stay with family or friends because if I was found,everyone's safety was at stake. After living in the shelters, the kids and I moved into the projects. The projects are rough. Drug deals done in the open, babies having babies, knife and gun fights, it's a crazy and sad place. I can't tell you how many times the kids and I slept in the hall because I was worried stray bullets would come through the windows. We lived there for 4 years. The one piece of advice I was given when I first moved in came from an older woman that lived next to me. She'd lived in the projects for 15 years (though I can't imagine why). She told me not to talk to anyone and not to get to know anyone. If I kept to myself, no one would bother me. So, that's what I did.

I've promised my children we'll never go back to the projects. It was a difficult time in our lives. But, God looked after us and protected us. At the end of the day, with the screens, windows, and doors locked... the kids and I would curl up together and know that we were Even though I always felt a bit of fear living there, and always took extra precautions when leaving my apartment, my children and I had a home. That meant so much to kept me going as it was finally something!

Praying for your friend. Things may seem trying now....but they will get better. If this door has been shut on her, God has something better in store for her. He can see the big picture, he knows what is around the corner. Even when it looks like it's something negative, He is able to turn it to good!

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