My name is Mari, I unfortunately have a medical condition that wont allow me to have a full life. The day your denied life insurance because your a guaranteed early death hurts in a way that you hear a buzz in your head. I I have two small children whom were witnesses of domestic abuse and things no child should ever experience. Every time I ran with my kids it got so much worse for us, especially me. I work in a trauma hospital which is the reason why I believe im alive. I learned to compartmentalize all my pain, fear, bruises extremely well that I actually perfected it. While my smile was so bright I was burning and screaming for someone to see through it. I ended up going to PA school at a university close to my home. By this time it had been 4 years since I finally had the strength and was able to push through and leave the father of my children. He ended up coming into my home and did the most gut wrenching thing to me I never thought he would, I lost my self that night. 2 months in a psych ward- I never recovered then came the icing on the cake. I was diagnosed with the certain death ticket. We are homeless now, I have no help, I lost everything and my poor kids have honestly lost their faith. Every time I strive im thrown back 10 steps. No justice for us just continuous hiding, hunger, paranoia and just a really messed up life we currently have, humanity stopped existing when the Salvation Army DV shelter kicked a family out running for their lives into the street over an absurd policy with no remorse.