Hi, my name is Jessica Temmen I suffer from PTSD, anxiety, bipolar, schizophrenia, depression, and ADHD. I’m struggling with my mental health and I’m currently homeless living in my car. I’ve never been this far off, I used to be independent, outgoing, and a workaholic. I was even very spunky, energetic, and funny.
I lost my dog in October 2023 he was my emotional support dog, he was my best friend, my child, and my better half. He made me happy and I loved him very much. He died in my arms I tried to give him CPR because he stopped breathing and it wasn’t enough to save him. I was devastated I’ve never cried so much in my entire life. We would go everywhere together I had him since he was a puppy. For 13 years he was my baby. I’ve lost everything except my car. I have had a hard time holding down a job because of my mental health issues, back problems, and breathing problems.
I’m so depressed without my baby. I don’t feel like doing anything anymore. All I want to do is stay in bed all day and night. I’ve lost my motivation, self-esteem, and everything else that I used to be. I’m in need of housing assistance.
I’ve been through a lot of traumatic situations ever since I was 11 years old. My parents did drugs and I then started using drugs when I was 13 years old. I struggle with addiction I lost my dad on August 11th, 2011 and he was everything to me. I’ve been molested by my grandfather when I was 11 years old. I’ve been in abusive relationships and toxic relationships. I’ve always taken care of everyone when they needed something.
I got a life insurance policy for my dad’s death in a car accident. I met this guy that cooked meth. I got a house, a car for myself, a car for my mom, a car for my stepdad, and a truck and my boyfriend at the time. As soon as we got to the house, my boyfriend started having his mooching friends come over and they would stay and never go home, always partying. They took advantage of me while I sat back and paid all the bills, bought groceries, and fed everyone while my boyfriend went on a shopping spree. They drained my bank account leaving it empty.
The drugs fried his brain, and he kept being admitted to the psych ward because he thought I was a devil. He read the Bible, thinking he was god. I was terrified of him. I had to get several orders of protection on him because I was scared to fall asleep. I got the house when I filed an order of protection on him because he was crazy. I didn’t know what happened to him; he lost his mind, and I’d never seen anything like this before.
He traumatized me for 2 years, took me for all my money, destroyed my house, and got his vehicle impounded for a meth lab in the back of his truck. He made me lose everything and I had to leave him or one of us was gonna end up dead. I moved in with my mom and tried to get help with my mental health issues and substance abuse issues. I kept running to the streets and eventually, she said no more and kicked me out. I’ve had nowhere to go, and no good, sober friends.
I have had no healthy support system, so I find myself getting into toxic, abusive relationships, and then I’d leave. I have struggled my whole life, and I was always there for everyone else except myself.
I’ve lost everything except my car, thankfully, I still have that. I’m trying to overcome my depression, anxiety, PTSD, bipolar disorder, schizophrenia, and ADHD. I’m currently seeing a provider and trying to get my medications under control. I am on the right path, and I’m interested in therapy and learning coping skills to help me with my current lifestyle. I’ve caught 2 retail theft cases for stealing stuff because I was in a psychosis. I’ve caught a possession charge for meth, a meth precursor charge, and a meth manufacturing charge. I want a new life. I’m tired of struggling. I want to be happy again. Please help me
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