Yetzer Ha-Tov Foundation ^®

One man’s trash is another man’s hope

My husband lost his job. He said he didn't feel like a man anymore. Then he started drinking. When the drinking got worse, he started hitting. I thought he’d be his old self again when he got a job. When he could feel more like a man.  But he didn’t stop drinking. He didn't look for a job. He didn’t stop hitting. When the baby came I knew I couldn't stay but there was no where to go. I don’t have relatives and the shelters are always full. So we sleep wherever we can, and we only eat because of food stamps but I have no money for diapers. No money for anything.  This isn’t the life I wanted for me. It isn't the life I wanted for my baby.  

63% of homeless women chose the streets over a home.

They would do anything to get away from their abusers.