Mary
I came to The Dwelling Place after moving from Washington, D.C. to New York City. My mom had passed away and I was having a difficult time dealing with it. I moved to New York to get away from all the memories that were making it hard for me to heal.
Before I came to The Dwelling Place I was admitted for my depression. Living at The Dwelling Place, I had access to a Mental Health Program where I met with a counselor and psychiatrist and attended group therapy.
Since the first day I arrived, everyone at The Dwelling Place welcomed me with open arms. They took me in when I had nothing and became my family. With the assistance of the Sisters and my program therapist I was able to find housing.
The Dwelling Place gave me hope. It gave me a loving home where I could figure out my next steps. It gave me a new life.
*The names and photos of all of the women in these stories have been changed to protect their privacy.
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