My name is Caroline, and my journey has not been easy, but it has shaped me into a resilient woman. I have lived through experiences that could have broken me, yet I continue to stand and keep moving forward. I recently went through a difficult divorce that turned my life upside down. I lost my stability, my support system, and the life I had been trying to build. Not long after, I lost my car — not because I didn’t care, but because the financial strain became too heavy. The fees grew beyond what I could afford, and with everything happening at once, I simply couldn’t catch up. Losing my car made it even harder to work, to get to appointments, and to feel independent. With all these hardships piling up, I found myself without a place to live. Becoming homeless wasn’t a choice I made — it was a situation that happened to me while I was doing everything I could just to survive. Homelessness doesn’t define me. What defines me is my strength to keep going, my willingness to rebuild, and my hope that life can still change for the better. Even in the middle of everything, I have continued to be responsible, hardworking, and determined. I have experience in food service, customer service, cashier work, inventory, driving, medical assisting, custodial work, and even supervising others. I know how to show up, work hard, and adapt. I have walked through addiction, violence, heartbreak, and loss — and I have come out stronger each time. I am asking for help not because I am weak, but because I am trying to rise. I want stability, a chance to work, a chance to rebuild my life one step at a time. I am committed to recovery, to growth, and to creating a safe and stable future. My children, my faith, and my resilience give me the strength to keep fighting, even when life feels overwhelming. This is my story — not of defeat, but of survival and determination. I am rebuilding my life, and I am not giving up.