Hello,

I am reaching out with a courageous heart and a determined spirit. My name is Feli, and I am a survivor of domestic violence. The path to healing and justice is not easy, but I am committed to reclaiming my life.

I have taken the step to break free from an abusive situation, and now I am navigating the legal journey towards a safer and brighter future. However, legal costs can be overwhelming, and I am reaching out to you, my community, for support.

I have initiated this fundraiser to raise funds for my attorney fees, ensuring that I can secure the legal representation I need. Every contribution, no matter the size, makes a difference in helping me regain control of my life.

Together, let’s stand against domestic violence and empower survivors to rebuild their lives. Your support is not just financial; it’s a lifeline that helps me move from victim to victor. Thank you for being part of this journey towards healing and justice.

With gratitude,

Feli B.

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MY NAME is Carlos j silva ,i reside in Modesto California and i am 62 years old .I am on social security disability, I have Chrons .I have 2 holes in the large intestine near the rectum and  I lost 3 feet of small intestine in surgery, I don t have a colostomy bag I have drains in planted near the rectum for release of liquid going trough the holes ,the doctors gave the option of a bag or drains but all the surgeries and drain maintenance has to be performed at Stanford hospital located at 300 Pasture DR in Palo alto and i live on 1910 celeste Ct apt b ,Modesto California 95355 its around 110 one way ,and i travel there every other month and hospital emergency  and i need to replace my car ,i have a 1999 Honda CRV with 285,000 miles on it ,the engine froze due to lost of all oil ,the oil filter came loose and the oil went out of the motor, I  ,need help buying a used car for 4,000 to 5,000 dollars, i can not afford to make payments i go broke aroud the 20 th of every month  and i have  a 500 credit score due to my divorce, PLEASE HELP ,i can provide paper work to everything i stated, medical ,rent expenses , income and identity, drivers license, and social security so you can research me my cell is 2094188475 please leave message

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     My name is Christina Watkins. I am a 36 yr old mother of two beautiful daughters, Jewel Lynn-14 and Aria Noel-9 and I was recently widowed 2 yrs ago now, after a 13 yr marriage to their father who died of a heart attack at 39 yrs old right in front of me in our home. Watching someones soul leave them and the life leave their eyes is hands down the HARDEST thing I think I have ever had to experience and unfortunately for me, it’s not even the first time I have had to experience it, because when I was 21 yrs old, I held my grandmother in my arms in the nursing home she was a resident at and I had to watch as the same thing happened with her. It haunted me for many years, and I never understood why I had to go through something so horrible at such a young age, until the day my husband died and in that moment, when he took his last breath and I knew he was gone, I finally got my clarity. Regardless, I wish that I never had to go through any of it at all, but it is what it is, I suppose and “everything happens for a reason.”

I met my husband in 2008, and it was directly after my grandmas passing, only by a few short months and within 4 months of meeting him, I was pregnant with our first daughter and mind you, I was a virgin still at 21 yrs old and I have always been so proud of that, but the fact that I was so isolated growing up was just as much a bad thing as it was a good thing, because I was just so damned naive and I feel like I have missed out on a ton of stuff that most people/kids get to experience in the ages between highschool and adult hood and I literally went from being a young bright-eyed dumbass for lack of a better word to a mother and wife, living a life of struggle and hardship overnight and I was “stuck on 17” the entire time I was with him I guess you could say and then at 35 yrs old, he died and I was spit back out into the world and I have had to start all over again and go through the motions of life and its experiences, not having even gotten to have ever lived in the first place, so I’m learning and experiencing things that all kids do in time, except I am almost 40 now and I have 2 little humans I am responsible for and it has been anything but easy. In the 13 years I was married, it was a long road for sure. One day I was a young vibrant girl,  fresh out of high school and ready to explore the world and the next thing I knew, I woke up one day and I was a mother and a wife and I was already past 30 years old and trying to figure out what the hell had happened and how I had gotten to where I was, and I mean, it literally felt like it happened overnight…in the blink of an eye and I guess its just crazy to me, just how fast time flies once out in the real world. Anyways, I spent years taking care of not only him, but his mother as well because they were both full blown diabetics, they both had congestive heart failure, and they both did not take care of themselves at all and they were probably some of the laziest people I ever met lol, but that is besides the point, but on top of all that, my husband was also a black out whiskey alcoholic and when he would get like that, which was quite often, he would get very mean, an mostly it was with his words, for years it was just the emotional and mental abuse, but then later came the other and so my girls and I spent years and years living like that and because I was raised that the only way to work your problems out was to stay married and stick by their side no matter what, because of he vow two people take before god, I chose to stay and I did so and stuck it out till the very end and then one day just as quickly as he and his family entered my life, they were just gone and it happened all at once too. At the end of January beginning of February in 2021, we took his mom off life support and then 11 short days after her passing, we got the call that his (step) dad, the man that raised him (cause his real dad was in prison his whole life) but we got the call that his step dad had shot and killed himself, and then it wasn’t even a month total after both of their deaths, that my husband passed of a heart attack on the morning of March 18, 2021. That day, my daughter’s and I left and we didn’t go back until about 3 months later when I couldn’t take living at my parents anymore at the time…My mom and I clash quite a bit, so things get heated sometimes and it was just added stress at the time that we did not need, so I chose to try and go back to the house. We were there for a couple weeks, but after a certain point, it ended up being much more difficult than I thought it would be and especially for my girls, my oldest in particular, because unfortunately, our oldest daughter, on their way out the door of the house, saw her dad on the floor that day with all the machines on him, trying to pump life back into his heart and this was all traumatic enough on me, so I can only imagine how hard it has been for her, for both of them for that matter, because they are so young and they never asked to be born into that kind of life and they didn’t deserve it, and I know they are hurting so badly and deeply and they are angry, sad, confused. If I could take all of their pain onto myself, I would in a second, but I can not, so I just have to set back and watch as they struggle from day to day with it all and try as I may, I haven’t been able to ease their pain yet and it literally KILLS  me. So after we were home for a few weeks, things were going slow and we were all in a daze and then one day, my youngest came running in and I see her with cuts or bites…They looked like puncture wounds at the time, all over her shoulders, on her right breast area, all down her arms and even under her arm pits!! All I saw was these holes in my baby and there was blood everywhere and she was screaming. I finally got her to calm down enough to tell me what happened and she told me that she had seen a dog (a 6 month old St. Bernard) attacking and hurting a chicken so she decided to take it upon herself to set that damn chicken free, and well of course this dog attacked her, but I’ll be damned if she didn’t get that chicken from it and save it, and even managed to get the dog off of her by herself, and got halfway back to the house before I saw her and I scooped her up and ran her across the street to my neighbors, and we got her to the hospital and they fixed her up and by the time she was done, she had her entire upper torso wrapped in ace bandage like a shirt with sleeves and she was holding both of her arms up like she was some body builder giving the meanest face her cute 8 yr old self could give, and she had that shit eating grin on her face, the one her dad always used to give me. I’ll never ever forget it and I still have the picture to this day and at the time it was nothing other than terrifying, but today when I think about it, it still brings a tear to my eye, but a smile as well.  Now that incident in itself was enough to have anyone on edge, mother’s especially, but my little Aria being the very active, outgoing, dare devil that she is, was at my sister’s one afternoon with me and her and my niece and nephew were all playing and running through the house and out the backdoor, and all of a sudden we hear a crash, glass breaking and then a scream. So I come running in and meet my sister with Aria half way in the kitchen, and Aria is holding her hand out with her other arm crying and yelling and shaking her hand all over the damn place (probably from the pain) and blood was going everywhere it could go, I mean it was on the ceiling, the walls, the fridge, it was smeared and flung all over the backporch and the bathroom doors, on the washer…I’m telling you, it was definitely NOT a pretty site and I shit you not, my sisters house looked like a freaking murder scene!! So anyways, I finally got out of her in bits and pieces what had happened in between her cries and screams and her and her cousin (and they are only 3 weeks apart these 2) they were running in and out of the back door and he had came in and shut it behind him and they were both pushing on it and one of the glass windowpanes in it broke and her hand went through it at an up angle and then of course naturally, she tried to pull it right back out and it sliced both her ring and her middle finger tops just about clean off and it was HORRIBLE. So I wrap her hand in a towel and we all pile up in my sisters car and from the time it took us to get 15 miles, that towel was bright red. We finally get to the hospital and after 2 hours of waiting, they finally take her to x-ray to make sure there was no glass in it and then they got ready to stitch her up. It took myself and 3 other people, plus the doctor, to hold that child down to have her fingers stitched back on and the blood-curdling sounds that came out of my baby that day was enough to bring any mother to her knees and I literally almost couldn’t take it, but we finally got through it and 27 stitches later, we were on our way back home and luckily for Aria and I, she hasn’t gotten herself into anymore accidents thank God, knock on wood lol. Okay, so a few more months go by and life has not changed one bit for us and mind you, my husband and I had just filed our taxes probably a month or less before his death, but somehow and don’t even ask me how cause I honestly still to this day have not got a clue how it happened, but I guess right before we were to receive it, he had passed and he was on Social Security, and they report all of that stuff and they are on top of that shit, so it had ended up kicking our tax form off into a different section and it took me MONTHS to even find out that it was because someone listed the wrong freaking death year on his file, so I spent literally the next whole year fighting the IRS and having to prove that I WAS his wife and that I had a legal claim to OUR money. It was absolutely a horrible, STRESSFUL, long, drawn out process, but eventually I did receive it, and I was so damned excited, cause I had been waiting to buy a new car for us. I finally had the money and I found a car pretty quickly. It was a 2006 Chevy Trailblazer, and my girls loved it, as did I and it did us good, but only for a few short lived weeks, because not even a month after I purchased it, before I had even had time to send the title off  and get it all in my name, the damn thing threw a rod through the motor and left me and my 8 yr old at the time stranded on the side of a highway for 5 freaking hours until someone could come get us, and then after I finally was able to get it towed back, it sat in my parents yard for 9 months or more even maybe, I can’t really remember, but it was almost the better part of a year and I was out the $1500 I had spent on it and once again without a vehicle. So finally all the months later, I had finally saved up enough to be able to put towards a new one, along with the money that I got for junking the Trailblazer, which was only $500 but hey, it was better than nothing. So I signed that check over and got a car from someone that was going to allow me to make payments and I take off in this car and everything is great…For about 2 weeks, and then I shit you not, the damn thing broke down on me and I had to drop a new radiator in it, and all the while, I still had no title to it, so I couldn’t even get it legal. That went on for a couple months and I made a couple more payments towards it, each time thinking I was going to get the title the next time I made a payment, like was agreed upon, but low and behold, each month I’d come to pay, there would be some reason or another for why I still couldn’t get the title and I don’t even know how many tickets I have gotten in it since, I know right now, most recently, I have 2 that are coming up that are both $300 and I DON’T have it, but I’m gonna have to figure something out. So anyways, finally, I got sick of it and I am also having to put 1-2 gallons of transmission fluid in this damn car, a day if not more so I am out the cost for that too, and now, yes I have a title to it FINALLY, but turns out, I was sold a vehicle with an OPEN TITLE and now I can’t even get it legal in my name and the piece of junk is stuck broken down once again at my parents and I am what…YEP!! You guessed it, I am without a vehicle once again AND I’m also out ANOTHER $2000 for this car that has been broke down more that it has ran, and has done nothing but make my already crap life even crappier. SOOOO…That brings us up to date I think to about right where I am at in life in present day.

So like I said, it’s now September of 2023 and I am still without a vehicle and still without a home that my daughter’s and I can call our own, but that isn’t even the least of my worries at the very moment, because just this last Thursday, my fiance whom I started seeing 1 year after my husbands passing was taking me to see my daughter’s at my parent’s that night and I could’t get that stupid ass car to go, so we had just switched seats, and no sooner do we pull off the county road and get on the highway which is the highway my parents live on, I’ll be damned if a cop doesn’t get right up behind us, and go freaking figure, it’s the same one that we have been seeing so much of recently. But anyways, yep, we pull onto the highway, and he sees us and knows immediately who we are, and he pulls us over. It was a giant freaking mess and it resulted in my fiance being arrested, because he was driving with a revoked license I guess, and that in turn violated his probation, for something that he had already taken care of back I think 4 or 5 years ago, but regardless, it landed his ass in jail where he still sits today, because I do not have the money to help him and God I wish I did, because he does not deserve this at all and they have been violating every single one of his constitutional rights since he’s been in there. They won’t let me see or talk to him, they won’t let him call me, every time I go for a visitation, they tell me it’s cancelled, and I even downloaded the app they said I had to use and I wrote him a letter, that took 5 days to get delivered, just for them to tell me after I got the email that it was delivered, that they can not get letters in there, so they didn’t even give it to him!! I’ve gotten to talk to him probably 3 times total and other than that, it’s silence and they have set his court date for a freaking MONTH from now, so because I am broke as broke gets, and mind you, I have been trying to get a job religiously this entire time, but I can’t seem to find a damn reliable vehicle to do so and I had one job, but because of the vehicle problem, I lost that job and I have yet to find one since and I am just at my literal wits end at this point and I am probably lower than I have ever been in life before, and I am a literal “Rock Bottom,” ya’ll and I have exhausted every last single option that I have had at my disposal. I have applied for every type of loan or financial assistance there is in our state, which is Missouri, and it has gotten me literally NO WHERE except smashing into wall after wall after wall. I have tried to get a loan so many times that there are even some online loan companies that have actually banned me from their sites LMAO!! It’s freaking embarrassing as hell lol. Not to mention, one of the loan places that I THOUGHT was going to be my saving grace a few months ago, sent me a letter in the mail one day, stating that they had been cyber attacked and that my personal information was out there now and at stake, and that resulted in me being put on some “Early Warnings” list and the freaking FBI was investigating that loan company, and now the only thing that came of that, is that I can not even get a damned bank account and I am plum stuck, lost, can’t for the life of me dig us out of these horrible messes and I am losing hope by the second and am just SO desperate to get to that place that I have seen for so long. Our happy life, that I know exists, and it’s always just right within my grasp, but no matter how hard or fast I run at it, I never get any closer and it’s always just a little bit too far out of my reach and I’m all but ready to give up at this point honestly. I had my fiance, and he was my support…The only support I had, but now he is gone for at least a month and I am so sad and lonely. He was actually a good friend of my husband and I’s and I have known him for as long as I knew my husband and he was even in our wedding!! I know, small world right, but anyways, I don’t know why I had to meet my husband and go through what my girl’s and I went through all those years, and it was pure hell, but I would do it all over again, because if I had not, then I never would have gotten my girl’s and I would do ANYTHING for them, and as for my fiance. Before, when I was married, I think I was just some young, naive kid that didn’t know any better, who then got married to a man that got her pregnant and then after that I was just stuck, because I simply didn’t believe in divorce, it was just how I was raised I guess, but I’m not sure I ever even actually loved the man. I mean, I of course had/have love for him…he is the father of my children, but I know now that I was never “In love,”  with him and I didn’t even know what that was until I got with my fiance and he is my soulmate, my life, my everything and besides my daughter’s, he is my whole world and I just want to help him, so we can take care of this mess and move on and get to that happy life that I’ve envisioned for so damned long, but even more so, I want to help my daughter’s, by being able to provide for them a home and by getting us a good, reliable, safe, LEGAL vehicle, so that I can provide for them the life that they have more than deserved this entire time, and so I can step up and be the mother that they need.

     So everyone, now that I have told you the very “simplest” version of my story…and I know it’s quite alot, I apologize for that, but none the less. It is with all the hope that I have left in me, that I reach deep, and gather every last bit of courage and strength that I’ve got left, and I swallow my pride and I reach out to you all, that I ask for your help in getting my trainwreck of a life back on track, for my daughter’s, for my soulmate and for myself.

     I am needing at least $3000 for a place, probably $3000-$5000 for a good, decent vehicle, so I don’t have to go through some shady character a THIRD time that is only going to rip me off again and add to my problems, and last but not least I am needing at least $7500 so that I can hire the lawyer that I have found that will take my fiance’s case. I have researched and researched and researched, and he is the cheapest that I have been able to find and I highly doubt that I will find anyone cheaper than that, so in total, I believe, will bring it all to…$15,500.

I am more than aware that this is a HUGE ask and I also am aware that it is a massive long shot, but I have got literally NOTHING left to lose at this point, so it can’t hurt to try, and this is my last “Hail Mary,” if you will, and I am going to just cross my fingers, and pray to God and give it to him, and HOPE with every last thing that I’ve got in me, that someone out there will come across this, read it, and show me a little sympathy and choose to help me and I am begging, PLEASE, someone help me. I have tried for so long to do it on my own and I have only failed time and time again, and now I need nothing short of a miracle, and I guess if nothing happens, then at least I’ll know I gave it my best shot and tried and I thank whom ever takes the time to read this, for doing so.

  Thank You,

 Christina Watkins

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My grand babies left the hospital  and came straight to my house.  I had already gotten them everything they needed and more.  My daughter was never into help buy anything or picking anything out for them.  I had to do all.  The first one was almost 3 months early.  He weighed 2 pound and they had to keep him in the NiCU for two months.  She was right there with him the entire time.  I was so happy she was actually there for him.  Until she left the hospital with him and got home.  She left him with me and left for several hours.  She stayed with us not even a month. Who she moved in with a sex offended. That she put on the baby’s birth certificate knowing he wasn’t the dad. She told the guy he was! I made him take a home DNA  test and he wasn’t the baby’s father. I knew who was the dad. I called his mother and told her congratulations your a grandmother . She came and seen him and told us that he looked just like her son’s when they was born. The sex offenders name is still on the birth certificate 7 years later. The second baby was a girl she was 3 weeks earlier and was very small. My daughter left her at 6 weeks old to live with a guy. She wasn’t able to take te babies. Never got a reason why.  She stayed with the guy at night and car to my house see. The kids a few minutes. She was wor 3 days a week getting 5 to 15 hours week . She wouldn’t help me with the babies or housework. I asked her if she could help me with the babies or the cooking. She informed me she worked  and was just to tired to do anything. I told her there was no way she was and she was going to t up and help with her kids. Well I was really upset and next thing I know I was hitting her . I told her we didn’t have babies and not take care of them in this family. She had me put in jail. I had to stay 24 hours before I could get a bond. Before I could get out she was trying to drop the babies off with the guy I had lived with for over 9 years.  MyDaughter called him grandpa. Since the boy was born, so he’s still papa today. He’s a drunk and shows out to me every time. He cusses me for screams and call me fat lazy B word. I had left him after my heart attack.  The kids was 6 and 4 then.

Hi, my name is Michael. Life has always had its share of problems. I’ve always found a way to make a way., but since my stoke at 27 it’s has been a very hard road. I was Paralyzed for 10 yrs. I lost everything that I was working towards at that time. To add fuel to the fire my wife at the time left me be hide, and I became homeless for a year and a half. Well, I started to recovery from my I went from a wheelchair to a walker and, years later a cane. When I was finally able to take care of myself, I lived alone my son would visit me from time to time. I had very little help and resources to provide for myself let alone my child. But things started to change. In 2021, I met my current wife, and she willed me to walk again I feel truly blessed for her. but now we have worked so hard to get to where we are. After being homeless with our teenage children and dogs we purchase our home in January and got married., but now my wife and I are ill, and Our mortgage is 5 months behind, and our car notes are too. We have missed the last Christmas last year. We also have not had a vacation in two years. We have struggled to get where we are and, what’s sucks is I may have to have brain surgery. We pray that this is not the case because, we can fall even more be hide. We have just about pushed our credit cards to the max. We are working but my wife is going thought a lot of medical problems and could be on disability soon. I’m working 12 to 14hrs Five days a week and we are still on the brink of losing everything. We are proud people and don’t like to ask for help., but we don’t know what to do. So, I’m asking the public for help. we have always helped or blessed anyone we could as much as possible and just need a break. I want to take my wife on a honeymoon and not have her worry about if we are keeping our cars and home. we have not even had a chance to fully furnish it yet. I just ask if anyone could  help us get back on track, I would greatly appreciate it.

Thanks for your time.

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So here’s my story, I’ve been in the Automotive field for quite some time (10 years or so), I am a licensed auto technician and work for a chain company. Day in and day out, I see people decline a service due to lack of funds. I get it, labor and parts, are very expensive, but when it comes to safety like brakes and airbags, I feel for those who can’t afford it. Or when they need the repair to get back on the road, or have kids with them, it bothers me so. So of course, I’m wanting to help those in need or even just give them a break, but I am not allowed to offer service to those who come to that particular shop. I sneak in my phone number to those who are on a budget from time to time and I repair their vehicles at home, where I do have a small garage and I can cut the cost dramatically! Now before you think I’m trying to make this a business, I want you to know that I find fulfillment in helping others, I myself sometimes don’t even charge to do repairs on the side, especially when parts are expensive. I’m asking for help here, in order to get equipment to provide a wider variety of service to those who can’t afford it. For example a small lift cost $7,000, now I wish I could do it all on my own, but since I don’t charge very much, it’s harder to invest that money back into helping others, so I give my time. I would like to share that I have a son and would love for him to gain this “want” to help as well, because through the years of helping, I have met and been blessed with so many good, respectful people that have most definitely become very close friends and almost family. Please take into consideration that you are not only helping me but those who we can reach together and help as many as we can, to have safe, reliable cars on the road, without putting such a financial burden on them. I hate that I work in this industry that really does take advantage of one’s situation, but it is the hand I’ve been dealt. So I wish to give back. Thank you, for your consideration. paypal.me/RicardoCorona71249

I have nowhere else to turn!
I have always been independent, I have always had big goals and I was working towards them. After I graduated High School I went to a Community College for 2 years where I completed an Associate Degree in Hospitality and Tourism Management, major in Food and Beverage Management with Extra Credits in Sustainable Tourism after which I attended a vocational institution to study Marketing and Promotion. During which time I was an entrepreneur rearing chickens, pigs, selling baked goods and whatever products I could think of, up to that point I was never ever broke. My goal then was to open my very own restaurant and I wanted to have hands on knowledge of Food and Beverage production as well as how to market and promote my venture to customers and investors. However during my second module at school my father who was working overseas at the time said that he wanted the family to be together and so I deferred from school and he arranged for the care of my animals, equipment, the family home and everything in it. All of this I accomplished at 17! When my mom and I got there we had a work permit but no real job, I worked very hard when I had the opportunity to but wasn’t paid, that was the beginning of life in a third world foreign country. I begun looking for work elsewhere and got a job at a supermarket, on my interview I was told that although I am over qualified for the post I would be starting on basic salary $7.70 per hour working 45 hours a week. My job required heavy lifting, pushing and pulling, cutting, labelling. These were all things I used to pay people to do for me. Not long after I sustained an injury at work, I cut my finger very badly, I had to be rushed to the hospital where I got 7 stitches. Not long after that I developed Bursitis from the constant lifting. I was unable to work for sometime and although the company policy states that I should be compensated for monies spent as a result of the injuries that never happened. Needless to say as a foreigner the government department in charge of labor did nothing but report everything I tried to enquire of back to my employers. I tried to ask my supervisor and the HR manager for a transfer to a department that is less strenuous but they told me that “every department is as strenuous”. Things got worse, the department bully threatened me and I tried to report it to the authorities but my attempts were thwarted by the security guard, instead he sent me to the HR Manager and I was transferred effective immediately to another department. I later found out that I was bullied by this girl because she was told about how I aced the entrance tests and about my educational background by her sister that had sat in on my interview which I did know that they were related let alone that she felt threatened by me. My problems continued to worsen, while trying to retrieve an item from the top shelf I suffered a subluxation and was unable to work for quite some time, I had to pay for treatments and other things including physical therapy out of pocket as I ran out of insurance and was told by the HR Manager that “You kept referring this as an ‘injury at work’ and I got the opinion that you were somewhat blaming the company. This was merely an accident…you subsequently tried to reach for an item and your arm partly dislocated itself. This was an accident, and not an instruction that was given to you directly.” Even though my doctor report stated that my subluxation was inevitable and resulted from the bursitis that I had developed I had to foot the bill and had to return to work and I was issued a warning for excessive sickness and they threatened to fire me. As a result my query only led to more problems and I was constantly picked on. Things at home started to change, my dad’s behavior changed drastically, he began to accuse my mom of having an affair, he tried to get her fired and wanted her to be deported, whenever I tried to have a say in the matter I was verbally abused and he threatened me with physical violence, none of this made any sense to me and as a result I fell ill at work on several occasions and was diagnosed with Clinical Depression. To mask my pain I begun wearing makeup and became very good at it against my fathers wishes. Things at work kept getting worse and things at home kept getting worse, in my attempts to avoid the expletives, arguments and verbal abuse, I did not use the kitchen or Bathroom facilities while he was there which meant days without a home cooked meal, or standing under the shower. I would catch large containers of water whenever he was out and would use a bucket as the toilet, I would empty it when he left and I used to brush my teeth when I got to work. Things at home kept getting worse, the things we left back home are all gone, his friends stole them, my animals were given to his brother, all my equipment gone! He threatened to kill us, I had to call the police and we were urged to leave for our safety, we secretly found an apartment for rent and I used my savings accounts to pay our deposit and rent for the apartment we found and I closed another savings account and paid my dads rent and all his bills. After we left he did not stop, he stalked us, punctured our car tires, spread lies and rumors about my mom and me, my relatives do not talk to my mom and me, he told those same lies to our religious community and they believed him as well. My mom and I were trying our best to pay our rent, our bills, and feed ourselves barely living from pay cheque to pay cheque. In the end after 4 1/2 years my work permit was not renewed and my position was terminated in 2022. After which I acquired employment with a popular fast food chain which lasted a few months as I spoke out about improper food handling among other issues. We had to get a restraining order against my dad, my part of the restraining order only lasts for one year which expired in August of this year during which he tried to run me off the road with a truck while I was on my way to work. I could not work in an environment where I was seeing people drop bread and still serve it to customers, fake temperatures to avoid paying for equipment repairs, serve customers 4 day old vegetables that they washed the slime off of and so much more very very wrong things and not speak about them, In the end my position was terminated last month and I was told that I am not the right fit. We recently found out that my dads behavior towards us was all because he was having an affair with a woman who promised him citizenship through marriage and so that is why he mistreated and abandoned his wife and only child. Now some people who once ignored us have started to come around, others have apologized but the damage has already been done, I am still depressed, we do not have a home to return to in our home country as he threatened to kill us, I have serious abandonment and trust issues, I am very stressed, I am in therapy as a resullt of the depression and feeling hopeless. I am now unemployed with unpaid hospital bills, with many plans and dreams on hold not because I did not try but because I trusted and believed in the person that is supposed to protect and keep me safe but was betrayed. I do not have a home to return to or anything back home at all, he now controls everything back home with his friends. I am now 24 years old, I am a good person, I am honest and I have a good heart. I would love to leave this country, I would love to get the opportunity to see the world, I have never had a real vacation, I have never stayed in a hotel, I would like to experience that, I would like to open my restaurant, I would love to continue my education starting with a Bachelors in Human Resource Management because of how poorly I have been treated and disadvantaged in the workplace and then a Masters in Business, I would love to own a functional vehicle, I would love to own my very own house. I would love to live in the United States of America it was and will always be my oldest dream, I am afraid of ‘Love, of people trying to get close to me, I don’t know who to trust’ I would love to have a healthy relationship, I would like to be happy, to be mentally and emotionally stable, financially secure and spiritually healthy. I have never asked for help, I have never begged in my life, but right now my mom and I are literally in a box in a foreign country with nowhere to turn and continuously being disadvantaged. I want to close this chapter of my life, I want to pick up where I left off with my goals. I want to make something of my life, I do not want to be just another statistic. I promised the officer that took my statement that I would not repeat some of these things but I need help. Please, please, please help me, I will put your contributions to good use and I will continue to be the genuine soul that I am. Please help us.

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I humbly reach out to you today with a sincere plea for your support. Life has presented me with numerous challenges, and among them, my means of transportation has become a burden. Every day, I find myself struggling to commute to work, fulfill family responsibilities, and access essential services. The dream of owning a reliable vehicle, one that can provide stability and freedom, feels like an unattainable luxury.

With your generous contributions, you have the power to transform my life and grant me the gift of mobility. A new car would not only be a means of transportation but a symbol of hope, a key to a brighter future. It would enable me to secure employment opportunities, reach educational pursuits, and provide for my loved ones with greater ease and efficiency.

Your donation, no matter how small, will be an investment in my well-being and a testament to the kindness that exists within humanity. Together, let us create a ripple of compassion, renewing faith in the power of collective empathy. Thank you for considering my humble request and for being the beacon of light that illuminates the path to a new beginning.
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I am a 100% disabled veteran and am trying to rebuild from two failed marriages and becoming unable to work. Once i became fully disabled and was unable to work my income was cut hy 2/3rd causing my 2nd wife to leave a year after being married and two months after being unable to work. I lost my house and went into a deep depression that caused me to lose most everything i had. Now that i am medicaded i am under a ton of debit which has killed my credit score. That coupled with a fix income makes it very hard to rebuild. Thank you in asvance to anyone that can help. My cash app is $nervousmatt and paypal is @mjcntexas.

Good morning single father with my 3 children wife passed away in September 10th 2019 Johnson City Medical Center I moved down here the week of Thanksgiving in 2019 and managed to get a job that week and after my car broke down I had bought another car a couple weeks later my newer car engine went out so for the last few months I been without a car and unable to work and we have no public transportation where I live and one of my children needs to see her specialist in Pensacola FL in a single father don’t get food stamps or nothing I was a pre med student at Roan State was 3 classes from graduating to medical school I had hit accepted into UK, ETSU and Tusculum but my wife had became terminally ill so I took our brand new cars  back to the dealership we was financing to build our credit and I went from a 680 down to I have no idea but I have applied for every single loan online and off had no luck which is due to my credit in which I been trying to rebuild but it’s complicated when the only family I had besides my children is deceased which was my wife I was a foster child so there’s no one I can actually reach out to been on my own since 17 and worked hard for every penny I was raised with good morals and I was always taught to work hard and give 100 percent in everything I do which I always did I use to work 7 days a week when I first name down and worked 6 jobs including security but that was taking away from my family so when covid hit my children and u was living in a hotel I cleaned out my savings it was great to have time with my children but financially it was a disaster I never got a stimulus or unemployment and the hotel still made me pay for my room and they still jacked the prices up even though the whole world was pretty much shut I went straight back to work after covid only working 3 jobs but right now I’m at the end of my ropes I found out about this site I hate asking people for anything but was blessed to find out about this site so hopefully it will be a blessing for my children and I but I can’t get no loans my even a car loan I even tried to finance an engine so I could get back to work and provide for my family in currently 3 months behind on rent as of today and I can’t afford to even take my children to a hotel if I needed to or a way to get there I pay 1650a month or so comes up to 2000 that’s not even including food and gas well gas not an issue due to the fact I don’t have a car and I been through the struggle and I always swore I’d be a better parent the whoever my parents are and I never had none of my children taken and do everything I can do to prevent that from happening and I never want any of my children to ever have to experience that madness being mistreated, lied on even starved and I still remember when I shared that history with my wife she was really quiet and I turned my head while we was laying in bed she had tears pouring down her eyes and I wiped them away and asked her why was she crying, she said o don’t understand how you such a good person after everything that happened to me and what j been through and I told her I couldn’t allow them people to mold me into a terrible person and me walking around hating the world or feeling sorry for myself it only helped me build character and made me a str and better person for my children even being in here asking for help is hurting my pride but it’s for my children and I must continue to strive for greatness and hopefully lead by example and hopefully I can continue to raise my children with good morals and life lessons but thank you all out there whoever is able to help I greatly appreciate it 🙏 have a blessed day.

Hello everyone. My name is Brittney.  Over the course of 7 years I’ve proudly lost Over 200 pounds. I’ve been able to maintain my weight loss. Unfortunately I’m riddled with pounds of loose skin on my legs which prohibits me from doing a lot of things. Due to the excessive crepy skin rubbing I have painful blisters and discoloration.  I’ve tried getting funded through medicaid several times but they will not cover the removal of the loose skin. Which left me very devastated. I’ve always been the giver in my life and don’t mind lending a helping hand. Unfortunately I never thought I’d be asking for this kind of assistance. I’m quite desperate.  Just want to be able to exist without wrapping my legs everyday. Thank you for listening. 

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