Series of unfortunate events

I wish there was a way to explain my situation without sounding dramatic, but unfortunately that doesn't seem possible. I will try to keep my wittiness about me while trying to explain - because then at least someone will get to laugh.

Over the past few years, my life has been nothing short of a series of unfortunate events. The saying "when it rains, it pours" has been proven true time and time again. I mean really, I could write a book. Just to name a few unfortunate events, at the age of 13 my mother passed away. While in college, I was kicked out of my aunt and uncles house. I had been engaged...only to have that blow up in my face, but these are stories for another time my friends. I would be lying to say that during the times mentioned above, there weren't completely happy and carefree days. Like accomplishing one of my lifelong goals of travelling to Australia to volunteer in the environmental field or going to the Philippines to work alongside my church and the public school system there. During these times I had somehow managed to keep my head above water despite the environment around me, but as we've all heard "what goes up, must come down" and it wasn't until about 3 years ago that things really started to crash. 

I'll spare you most of the gory details, but it seems there's no other way than to just dive right in. Shortly after accepting a job as manager of a cafe in Brooklyn, I got myself involved with a man who seemed to be perfect..if only I knew. He turned out to be the furthest thing from it. Not so slowly that perfect exterior started to fade and his violent and abusive interior started rearing it's ugly head - unfortunately, I was already in love. Thankfully I got out of dodge, but of course not without the painful reminders. As if the emotional and mental battles weren't enough, I was now forced into a whole new world of financial burdens after he had taken most, but not all of my money. I've gone from job to job since then just trying to get to the point where I can breath again...but what happens when it rains? Well, (I promise I'm almost done ranting) in May of 2013, I was in a car accident and broke my arm which required surgery, I was out of work, I am still making payments on a car I can no longer afford and my insurance company not wanting to pay for a thing. That's rights, it poured! 

Since that time the doctors have been incredibly understanding and taken away a good portion of my medical bills, which I am extremely thankful for. But there are still bills that need to be paid. I am also very thankful that the accident wasn't as bad as it could've been. As the independent person that I am, this is not where I would have imagined my life to be. I say all this to say, I am not looking for pity - you see, my life isn't at all bad, but sometimes we all just need a little help.

Thank you in advance and God bless you!