No Money No Place to go

Last week, after the A-hole told me he was going to force our daughter to stay at a school that just wasn't suited to our needs to teach me a lesson for not choosing the better school simply because I didn't want her attending the same school as his ex girlfriend's daughter.  Ok let's recap on history when it comes to this woman.  The very first time he struck me was because of this woman.  Then, after sitting up for several hours 5 months pregnant attempting to help him get his assignment completed, this SOB rushes over to her house to get the forms he could have retrieved from his male colleagues.  But to be very honest, she wasn't the only reason I didn't want our daughter going to that school. Truth was our neighbors kids go there, and the shame of knowing they were aware of the violence, and abuse, and the dysfunction  that went on in our home. I was too embarrassed to send my child to a school where anyone would find out how dysfunctional our house is.  The number of times the cops came to the house, was astounding, and I was so ashamed I choose somewhere else, on top of not wanting his ex's kids attending that school as well. I have cried out for help. I complain about to to anyone who will listen, and at the end of the day. I just come off as pathetic.  Its crazy but I am a certified loser.  There's no if, and, or buts about it.  I have reached loser status.  I am so unhappy I want to leave but then, reality sets in. Where in the hell am I going to go? Where are my children and I going to live? How will we survive?  I don't want to put my kids in a shelter with God knows what kind of criminals, and mental cases?  How am I going to store my things? How will I take care of my kids?  I have nothing to my name. I literally have $4 in my checking account. And $12 in my savings account.  Many looking in would say shut up and take it be happy you have a roof over your head, and food to eat... but at what price?  Self worth , sanity, peace of mind are tremendous.  I truly understand why mental abuse is considered a form of abuse. The mind is a fragile component that doesn't require much to be broken, or damaged permanently. I am damaged goods. Sadly, my sad state is impacting my children. Somebody help me please! I have prayed, and I don't know what else to do.  Its amazing how people run away from those in need.