3 years ago I came to California filled with hopes and ambitions of a future doing what at the time was my dream career, which was being a model. I followed that dream for awhile until one day I met a man who I fell in love with. At first everything was perfect. Perfect boyfriend. Perfect job. Perfect body. Perfect life. Everything was perfect. Until one day it wasn't. After awhile he started to verbally abuse me and threaten me and my family harm if I were to keep
going to my job. He would accuse me
of being unfaithful to him. So eventually I ended  quitting my job. then  he demanded i stopped
speaking to my family and friends. And feeling trapped at this point as he would also threaten to cause my loved ones harm if I were to try to leave him I did the only thing I thought I could do, I stopped talking to them. Then one day it went from the verbal abuse and threats into him
 being actually physically abusive and then the day came that he almost took my life for being polite to a male cashier while we had been out shopping. 
He ended up putting me into the hospital. When I woke up in there I was dazed and confused until suddenly the memories came flooding back into my mind of the beating I had endured by the man who had once been the man I had fallen in love with. Upon remembering this I shared this with my nurse and doctors and they alerted the police who took a statement and got me connected with a domestic violence caseworker who provided me with resources to a safe place of living. I stayed there for a couple months as I recovered and then I reached back out to my modeling agency I had previously worked with and got my job back modeling. However it wasn't as fun as it had been before and eventually I had become so bored with it without even realizing it that I started to lag and become "lazy" and ended up losing my contract with my agency. Not sure what to do next I used my last bit of money to pay for 6 months of rent to stay in a cheap motel in Southern California. And that is where I am still at to this day. While being here I had fallen into a depression about my 2nd month in and had gotten to the point where I had been ready to take my own life. So I had set out to get the things I needed to do exactly that but while doing so I met a frightened pup whom instantly took to me and whom I instantly took to as well and she ended up giving me what I needed to want to live again and ended up saving my life at the same time of me saving her life. Her name is Malia and she is my whole world.  
Since getting her I have realized something about myself and that's that I have always loved to travel and I've also always loved to write and I believe I'm quite good at it too. With those realizations I had started to have a new dream arise of what it is I want to do with my life and that dream is to become a traveling journalist and to travel to new places and towns and research the area and the lifestyle and culture and then journal about it at first on a public website but eventually my own blog!
But in order to make this dream happen I need things. Like funds for both human and dog food, traveling expenses and most importantly a steady, reliable vehicle.
so that's when I started trying to find a way to make that happen and then came across this site "fundmytravel" and decided to share my story and my dream and ask all you wonderful people out there to help me accomplish this dream and create a better life for myself and my pup. 

thank you. And god bless you all.