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🔴 I was so ashamed to ask for help... 🔴"** My name is Hinemoa Tahuri. I'm 32 years old and I live in Auckland, New Zealand, in a small rented flat. I'm a single mother. The father sometimes sends child support... when he remembers. Sometimes $120. Sometimes nothing. I work as a checkout operator at a supermarket. On my feet all day — sometimes 9 or 10 hours straight. Smiling at customers who spend $200-300, while I count every dollar twice. Yes, I receive government assistance and a small amount of support. But until you raise a child alone — you don't really understand. Money is never enough. School. Clothes. Transport. Bills. Food. Rent for our small two-bedroom flat: $1,300 a month. Then electricity, water, insurance, groceries... And at the end of the month, almost nothing is left. Last month, Leonor's shoes were already too small. The sole was literally peeling off. She was standing in the hallway and whispered: — Mum... my classmates make fun of me. I smiled. I told her we would
