Where can a veteran find legal assistance for discrimination, child custody, and education issues?

SFC Casey O'Mally well if you really want to hear my past it has not just been the legal stuff it also is when my dad used to put a gun to my head as a child and threatened to kill me because he was playing Russian roulette with my mom on the ground while she's screaming for help when I was only 7 years old. Then I had to go through the nightmare counseling and threats from my dad when my mom divorced him and I was blamed for all that s*** from him. Then there's my step dad who blamed me and said I was just like my father because I had struggled so much growing up because I would compulsively lie cuz I was constantly scared to death to even open up to anybody. I was a lonely child and my brother was always looked at as the strong one. Then I have three step brothers who tormented me growing up and picked on me so I was always just that little innocent little girl who got picked on all the freaking time and beat up. So I joined the Marine corps so I could become a better person. I did my first tour of Iraq within a couple months of being in after boot camp in my MCT along with MOS training. If that wasn't my first nightmare and wake up call when I got back from Iraq my best friend raped me and it tormented me for over a year and a half and I was on so many medications. It still bothers me to this day which it makes it hard to even have a relationship with any man. And then by the time this court hearing and trial went on for over a year and a half then I got to deploy again. But I had to go back as a lance corporal because I got demoted because I was running away from somebody who was trying to chase me down again and tell me they were going to show me what real rape looks like while I had just drink alcohol trying to be a part of a group again. So I got caught at the front gate and I got to njp and I was demoted and I was restricted from seeing my family before I deployed. So now I'm going through my deployment being treated like garbage by my ncos. They thought they could treat me like garbage because I was once a corporal and now that my troops had gotten promoted that they thought they could do whatever they wanted to me. My own gunnery Sergeant used to laugh at it while I be in tears for hours on end when I was at work. I was the only female so it made it even harder when I had nobody else to confide in. When I got back from my second tour of Iraq my stepdad committed suicide in front of me and my mom which was not only traumatizing but piss me the f*** off because I didn't get to go see my family before Iraq. I only got to say a few days extra when I was on leave because the Marine corps said I needed to hurry up and get back and get back to work. That's when a lot of my anger started coming out and I started lashing out because I didn't know how to control it with everybody treating me like an a****** all the time and nobody's sticking up for me. All I ever had was myself. I was seeking so much treatment while I was in and then I was on more medications trying to deal with everything I was going through from my tours of iraq. Then I got to do my third tour of Iraq I got to finally be a corporal again but then I had to deal with dirtbag Lance corporals and below telling me how it is and then there's my same exact gunnery Sergeant just laughing it off like it's a big f****** joke because I'm the only female. So they moved me to the company office so I can humanely talk to a human being that wasn't going to treat me like a piece of s***. Then during that tour my dad passed away of natural causes. I refuse to go see his funeral because I hated him so badly I was so proud that he was dead. He made my life hell and I still can't stop dreaming about how ruthless he was to me and my mom. After I got back from Iraq at least I had a little bit of a gap where I got to finally work with a female captain at the legal agents office. Probably the best year of my life. But when I was getting closer to getting out of the Marine corps because I was being forced out because of Obama saying that sergeant had to pick up within 10 years versus the 12 years originally was. That was so detrimental on soul because I was a believer that was the best Marine I could be. I've been nothing but struggling through the entire Marine corps is still kept my head high and dealt with the f****** male society that I was living in. The Marine corps even took my last 3 months of payment because they screwed up payment when I came back from all my tours of Iraq and never switched it back to the chow hall rations. So they had to take their money back while I was actually without a place to live no money to feed myself or pay my bills. My mom had to help me when nobody else could or would. Now that I'm out of the Marine corps I have to go back and live with my mom which I love her anyways but I still wanted to feel independent and not like I'm being codependent with her. Not having a year and a half later I was in a severe car accident to where now I have a fuse spine of my C5 through 7. I have degenerative disc disease that I never knew about until that car accident and come to find out it was from the Marine corps also my lower back to this day still bothers me because I have a huge gap between my L5 and my sacrum. I may not be as worse physically to some others but I am living with this for the rest of my life and it was a huge problem when I was trying to deal with all my mental health issues on top of it. Then a few months later my mom dies in her sleep when she's my bestest friend that I've ever had and always looked out for me no matter what not because she was my mom but she also gave a s*** about me cuz she knew what it was like since she and my step dad were both police officers their entire lives. So she know what it feel like to be a female and a man's world being treated like dog s*** seeing the two faced sides when you think you're getting help and then the next thing you know you're a Target. After my mom dies I lost my job because I couldn't physically work because of my mental health and my physical health. On top of that I had almost five toxic relationship with men who took advantage of me, hit me, threatened to kill me and my family, took my mother's life insurance policy of $139,000 and left me blind. When I finally gave up on the last relationship I finally decided to go be by myself and work on my mental health. I had a friend I met when I was in the VA Hospital. He was great then but now he's barely has PTSD he's never even got help for and it's now draining me to this day. I help him take care of his 9-year-old daughter he constantly screams at and her mother committed suicide a mother's Day 5 years ago that I had to help him and her deal with. Once I got my s*** together I moved into an RV and lived there for a year while I was going to CSU. I did really good that first year but when the pandemic came and I had to isolate myself from the entire world by myself with just three dogs, that was extremely hard on my psyche. That's when I started getting into trouble by lashing out because I didn't have any type of outlet. And I'm not going to keep going further because I already told you in my first post but you get the point right. So if you tell me I'm making PTSD as an excuse go f*** yourself please don't even respond to this you have offended me tremendously. You don't know what hardship is unless you been a female and my God damn shoes. I'm done with this f****** site. I was looking for help and I'm not only getting the f****** third degree I don't need your f****** hard words of wisdom when you don't even know what the f*** I've been through

Sgt Elizabeth Chumbley I didn't ask you a damned thing. No one has given you the third degree. I asked nothing about your past.

You need help. Seriously. Go get some. Dial 988. Press 1.

SFC Casey O'Mally and I just asked you to not respond to me. Please don't bother me again or I'll report you

Sgt Elizabeth Chumbley -PM sent