My life after being kicked out by my husband

I’m a single mother living in a poor mountain area, where every single day feels like a fight just to survive. I don’t have a stable job—I take whatever work I can find, even collecting trash… anything that can earn a little money to raise my child. There are cold, rainy days when my hands tremble from hunger and exhaustion. I look at my child, and my heart aches. I’ve felt helpless… wondering how much longer I have to keep going before I can give my child a better life. But every time my child looks at me, holds my hand, I know I’m not allowed to fall apart. Life is truly harsh… our meals are simple, sometimes barely enough, our clothes are worn out, and the future still feels uncertain. But I can’t give up. Because I know that if I stop… my child will have no one left to rely on. I don’t dare to dream big. I only hope my child grows up healthy, gets an education, and has a better life than mine. No matter how tired I feel, no matter how close I come to breaking… I will keep going, one day at a time. If you’re watching this video, even just a small word of encouragement… would mean the world to me. #SingleMomLife #MotherStory #StruggleLife #NeverGiveUp #MomAndChild #RealLife #LifeInMountains #StrongMom #EmotionalStory #DailySurvival #trieusoanvn