I started by memorizing my social security number in the shower, where the water hid my whispers. I hid change in a tampon box. I told my boss I needed a ‘paper trail’ for taxes—really, I was scanning lease agreements.
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The night I ran, I had $47, a half-tank of gas, and my three-year-old’s asthma inhaler. I drove to a shelter that the local library’s incognito browser taught me about. They didn’t just give me a bed. They gave me a legal advocate who helped me freeze my credit. A therapist who told me, ‘You are not broken; you are unbowed.’ I started by memorizing my social security number