I am a hardworking, smart and compassionate 44 year old woman with three great son's and a great outlook. I have always been the breadwinner and have provided for my children as they grew up. I have always worked two and three jobs - I don't like to ask for help.. simple as that.. If I can't get or do something because of money - I work harder until I can. At least that is how it has always been until July 2012 when I received that horrible call that all parents fear. It was from an ICU that had admitted my youngest son after he was airlifted from injuries of a car accident and had severe brain trauma. They instructed me to get there soon and any other family as well. My son at age 21 died due to brain death after being ejected from his vehicle. My world has completely vanished and I have fallen apart. Life is not the same and neither am I. For almost four months now I have been living one day at a time, trying to be there for my other two sons - I am riddled with anxiety - something I never believed was real... insomnia and just an emotional wreck... I have not been able to work, sometimes not even get out of bed. I have NO Income and there was NO insurance. I do not qualify for any assistance since I do not have any dependents. I have many friends who morally support me, but can not financially help. One of them has recently offered me a terrific position with stability and benefits if I get my real estate license. I have decided that I have to do this for myself, to begin to live again. I am asking for help to pay for the school, gas, food and to be able to pay some bills. I have not had any income since July - the only food I have is from a church. I have a car, but no gas. I am staying with friends on their couch because I have lost everything else. I am not asking for pity - but for an opportunity to come back after being broken.