This is the last thing I ever thought I would have to do. I am a single mom of three teenagers battling cancer and I am struggling. I was diagnosed with colorectal cancer in 2019 and was forced to resign from my career as an ER Nurse due to sickness and treatments. I was able to lean on money from my savings to make ends meet until July of 2022. (I escaped a brutal DV marriage in 2018 and do not receive child support. He refuses to work). I have to much in assets to qualify for state assistance or medical assistance. I have sold my vehicles, hobbie items, clothing, home decor, etc to help defray medical expenses and pay bills and buy food. I have received a final notice from my mortgage lender due to being 3 months behind. My electricity would have been shut off last month if the cold weather act didn’t save me and my heat bill is 3 months behind. I’ve leaned on the local food shelf for necessities and food but that only goes so far. Christmas was extremely tough as I wasn’t able to provide anything for my kids to open. Typically I am helping my community and local Charities this time of year. I go back for another round of treatments on January 17th and the thought of losing the only thing I have left for my kids and myself (our home) is devastating. Not knowing if I will be able to provide food for my kids during this treatment and knowing how sick it will leave me makes me even more worried. I am asking for help to put food on my table, buy hygienic items for my kids and to make any payments I can on my electric and heat bills so they are not shut off after winter. The house is something I can always replace if I lose it. My main focus is food and necessity items. This is extremely hard for me to do. Asking for help is not easy for me. If you can spare any financial aid or say a prayer for my family we would greatly appreciate it. Thank you for reading my story.
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Firstly, thank you so much for taking the time to read my plea for help.
I’m sure you have read many of these before, girl meets boy, gets married and then boy meets new girl, just so happens that his new girl was my best friend.
So the old age tale of a divorce! I never, ever thought I would be in this position. I had a good life, 3 beautiful children and a husband I adored. I look back on the last 2 years and I don’t know where it all went wrong. I blame covid, lockdown was awful. That’s where we grew apart. When I found out about their betrayal, I admit I ran. I wanted out, I didn’t want to talk about what had happened with anyone, who could I have possibly trusted.
My best friend lived in the states so booked a flight and off I went for 5 months, I had a little in savings to get by out there. Enrolled in a medical coding course which I am currently still studying, the books are rather expensive so I would love a donation towards them so I can complete the course and get a job.
I came back to the UK in November, was sure I would find a job easily, I was wrong, so so wrong. I have had to move back into the family home, I sleep on the sofa, it’s degrading and I cry myself to sleep most nights. I put on a brave face for the children, two are still living at home. I took a job as a delivery driver, it’s been 3 weeks and I still haven’t been paid, I don’t know how I’ll get through next 2 weeks of having to buy gas, my bank account is negative nearly £3000, please, a donation for petrol/gas money would be amazing so I can keep my small job.
When I’m not working, I busy myself with doing cleaning, laundry and cooking. I have no friends in the UK anymore, I started to make a life for myself in the US, made some friends. It’s where I want to be.
I have a little debt, £6568 still to be paid. I would love to be able to afford a flight back to the states, where I can continue with my course and eventually be employed there once I have qualified. Everything just costs so much money, rent alone is so high, not to mention the cost of bills and gas. It seems no one is safe from the ever rising costs of living in a world with 8 billion people.
I never thought I would have to literally be begging people for money but I just don’t know what to do anymore, I’m done being depressed about what happened to me, it’s happened to hundreds of people. I’m ready to take back my life and my happiness but I just need a little helping hand to get on my feet. Once I have decent regular income again, I will spend my free time writing a book. The absolute dream is to open a traditional English cafe in the states.
I just, please, need that helping hand, clearing debt, keeping my job, being able to complete my studies, finding a property to rent, no way I can afford to buy again :(
I would love it if someone or everyone would be willing to help me achieve happiness. I would love to stay in touch with those that do offer me a helping hand, so I can keep you up to date with progress and one day, hopefully repay every penny. Anything you are able to donate is greatly appreciated, more than you’ll never know!
Again, thank you so much for taking the time to read my tear written begging letter.
Sarah x
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My name is Tiffany and I am a single mother of 2 from Mississippi. I’m not quite sure how to put my whole life into this post, so I am going to mention the parts that I believe will assist you in understanding.
Starting at the beginning, I was a very sheltered child. My parents were humiliatingly strict, and unfortunately did not teach me a thing about life or the world. I was under the impression that the world is either white or black, and I didn’t find out until adulthood, that it is nor white or black….but mostly gray area.
I started noticing around age nine, that things were not on the up and up in my family. My mother carried around enough prescription medication to be considered a mobile pharmacy, and she did nothing except yell and complain while laying in bed. My daddy went to school full time, while also working a full time job to support us. I have 3 younger sisters that I was practically raising, while also cooking, cleaning the house, and doing laundry, while daddy worked hard and mama popped pills. My childhood was non existent.
At the age of 15, I felt as though my entire life had ended. In July of 2001, I found my daddy unconscious and had to call 911. When the ambulance pulled away, transporting my daddy, that was the last time I ever saw him. My mother murdered my sweet daddy by drugging and poisoning him over time. No one even saw that coming. No one suspected it, and she would have gotten away with it, had it not been for my aunt digging for the truth. Bless her soul.
After my daddy’s funeral, our home, still filled with all of our belongings (yes, daddy’s things were still there as well), was set ablaze-not once! not twice! like FOUR times…by the hands of my mother, in efforts to destroy evidence. With nothing but the clothes that were on our backs, having lost our daddy…and all of our possessions and home, we also had to leave town to move closer to our grandparents. The only reason we were in Greenville was because of daddy’s job, so mama felt there was no reason to stay. I had a different opinion as a teenager whom had just lost her father and pretty much everything else…the last thing I wanted to do was move away from all my best friends and graduating class.
We moved back to Vicksburg, my birthplace and home of my grandparents, shortly after the house fires. A few months after getting there, my mother was charged with the arson of our home. She was sentenced to prison time and it was while she was serving that time, that my aunt had dug up enough evidence to charge her with daddy’s death. She ended up doing 13 years in a Mississippi Women’s Correctional facility…which was more or less like summer camp.
With my mother in prison, my grandparents were awarded custody of my sisters and I. Imagine being a kid, starting a new school, and your whole family is on National News…all over the TV and in the newspapers. Before I even had a chance to make friends, alot of my classmates were forbidden to have anything to do with me. I was so lost, hurt, and confused. I had started my first job to help keep my mind off of things, and it was there that I met and fell in “lust” with my son’s father.
I am from a very southern, racist family and my son’s father just so happened to be a black man. I have always been different….thought and acted differently than anyone else in my family. My grandfather is in with the KKK and, I never thought he truly meant it when he would tell us that we would be disowned if we ever dated outside of our own race. I found out the hard way that he did indeed mean it, with all of his heart. I was made to leave my grandparents home twenty something years ago, and to this day I am not welcome on they’re property. My sisters were brainwashed into thinking that I am some terrible monster, and were not allowed to have any type of relationship with me. The birth of my innocent children did not even make things change, not even a little bit.
On my own since I was 16, no family, I had to fend for myself. I had to teach myself everything, learn it on my own. Everything I’ve done, I’ve done it alone and everything I have ever owned, I got it myself. I have worked since I was 15, despite all the odds I did get my G.E.D. and went to college where I earned my Associate’s degree in Business Administration. I have taken care of my children on my own since they were born. I am all they have, and they are all that I have.
The events that I have just shared with you are on a deeper level than you could imagine…and from all the trauma, my mental health has suffered tremendously. Moving forward, it continues to diminish due to many more tragic events. I came home one day when my son was about 6 months old, and found his daddy with another woman in our house. I left, having to take my infant son to stay in a women’s shelter for the two months that it took me to save enough money to get us another place. Later that same year, I met my daughter’s father (also a black man), who I ended up marrying. He turned out to be an abusive, alcoholic, crack-head, who did nothing but lie, cheat, steal from me, and was physically abusive. I was trapped in that marriage for 8 long years, until the day he came home at 5am, drunk and high, and chased me around our house that my children were sleeping in, with a machete, attempting to kill me. My children and I had to hide in a safe house until my divorce was final and there was a permanent protective order in place.
Not long after my divorce, my mother was released from prison on good behavior and working day for day. Somehow she had gotten my contact information, and she called me. Put yourself in my frame of mind please, as a very fragile person…who had never wanted anything more than to have a mother that I could have a close bond with. She calls talking really good, and I just happened to be weak and vulnerable enough to buy every single dream she was selling me that day. What a mistake. You probably guessed that nothing good came of me letting mama back in, in fact, I just handed her the knife to jab me with again, only this time much deeper.
In February 2017, my fiance’ and I and my children lived in a rural area of town. The transmission had gone out in my car, my fiance’ happened to be out of work at the time due to a back injury. I couldn’t afford a new transmission, nor a new car, and had absolutely no one to rely on for a ride to work. It didn’t take long for me to lose my job because having to get rides from other people caused me to be late if I made it to work at all. The disconnect notices started coming in right along with the eviction notice. I had to send my son to his dad’s house, but the shelters were full so I had to figure something out quickly for my daughter. I ended up having to turn to one of my sisters for help, and though she promised me that she would help me with my daughter while I got back on my feet, what she did was complete opposite. With the help of my grandmother and my mother, my sister basically kidnapped my daughter and because she was kept out of school for so many days and taken to my mother- CPS took custody of my daughter for missing school and being placed in an unsafe environment with a convicted felon of a violent crime. I spent the next 2 years fighting to get her back, and by the grace of God she was home in 2019.
By 2019, I was doing extremely well for myself, had a great job, and a cute little place. December of that year I was actually able to get my very first brand new car, which was a Christmas present to myself. My kids were home, happy, and healthy, my fiance’ and I were doing good. For a moment, I experienced happiness. That soon faded, when I found out that someone had stolen my identity and fraudulently filed my income taxes. I did all the necessary paperwork, did everything that I was advised in order to straighten that mess up….and then COVID-19 happens. I end up being furloughed indefinitely at first, to my position ultimately being completely eliminated.
With COVID going on and everyone being forced into quarantine, the situation with my taxes and personal information, was not dealt with. It was impossible to receive any type of assistance regarding this matter. The identity theft is also a contributing factor in my not being able to receive unemployment benefits, for all my information was screwed up and accounts frozen or closed. I got behind on my bills, no one to turn to for help, my car was soon repossessed, and my children and I were evicted, once again.
Without a vehicle, living in a rural area, it was very rare that I was able to get out of the house and take care of anything really. Thank God Walmart has grocery delivery and for foodstamps, or I am afraid that we probably would have starved to death. I was not able to receive any of the stimulus checks nor child tax credit checks that most people were getting, due to the identity theft. To this day I am still awaiting my tax refunds from 2018, 2019, and 2020, as well as all my stimulus money and child tax credits. I am still unable to get anyone to actually help me, I really need an attorney but I am unable to afford one.
August of 2020 is when my fiance’ started falling ill. He was hospitalized from August-December, due to having 3 different strokes that were caused by a blood infection that he got from an abscessed tooth. He lost mobility on the right side of his body, along with his speech. We worked hard in his recovery, and by January of 2021, he was walking and talking normal again. The blood infection had also attacked his heart, causing a main valve to collapse. He was under the knife for 2 long hours as they replaced the valve in his heart with a titanium one. In June, he woke me up complaining that he couldn’t breathe. After rushing him to the hospital, everything happened so fast…before I knew it, they were telling me to say goodbye because he had to be airlifted to another hospital and I was not allowed on the helicopter. That was the last time I saw my him.
Still no resolve in my finances nor the Identity theft, my fiance’ just passed away, no car so no job obviously, until a couple months later when I was hired for a remote position. Within my first 30 days I contracted COVID, and was so sick I had to be hospitalized, which in turn caused me to lose that job before I really even got to start. On top of everything else, my landlord was a very heartless man who had no tolerance for late rent payments….and you guessed it. Another eviction. I tried to fight it this time, for I was able to receive a small amount of assistance from one of the government housing assistance programs, which bought me a little more time, if nothing else. After winning the fight in that eviction, a needed repair in my home turned into the opportunity my landlord had been waiting for. He made false claims of black mold being in my home and informed me that I had vacate for mine and my children’s safety. I had Servpro come to my home to prove there was no black mold, I took witnesses and paperwork to court with me, but was still evicted.
December 2021, we spent Christmas in another shelter. It took me until the end of January to find a place in the right school district, but I did. We moved into our new place in February 2022, and the housing grant I was approved for, paid my deposit and rent up until July 2022. In May, the AC unit in our place went out. I immediately contacted the landlord, who brought me 3 box fans, told me there was nothing further he could do, and then ignored me for the next month to two months. It is Mississippi law that, if there is air conditioning at the inception of the lease, it is the landlord’s responsibility to maintain it for the entirety of said lease. In a nut shell, my landlord either couldn’t afford a new unit, or just didn’t want to, and he ignored every attempt I made at contacting him-even when I tried to pay rent on July 1. Then on July 5th, he gave me eviction papers for non-payment of rent. People always get away with doing these kinds of things to me and my children because they know that I don’t have anyone to speak up or stand up for me, and that I have no money to pay attorney fees and such. They know they can get away with it cause I am nobody.
Having to once again, sell and give away all my belongings, due to not knowing where we were going, no way to haul it, no place to store it. A lady that bought a few of my things, was from another little town about 25 minutes from where we were living, showed interest in helping me. I had enough money to pay for a motel room for the kids and I, for 2 nights. That lady called me on the second night, as I sat there scared, not knowing what we would do next. She got a lady from an agency in her little town, to hear my story and offer to help me. The lady from the agency has a daughter that owns a rental house, only it was unable to be rented out at the moment due to it needing a new AC unit, and her not being able to afford it right now. The daughter offered my kids and I the opportunity to stay in the rental house until I was able to get on my feet. After confiding in them, letting them know what all Im up against, and asking-practically begging for they’re help, including help in finding help for my mental health, they promised that they were here to help me, even called me family now. Not even a month later the daughter texts me at 10pm one night, letting me know that her and her boyfriend were gonna move with all seven of they’re children, back into this small 2 bedroom house by December.
Over the past couple of months I have reached out to so many agencies for help, to be as prepared for this as possible…but I was unable to receive any help from them due to the fact that the main requirement is that you have to literally be in a shelter, or sleeping in your car, before they will help you. A little late, right? Definitely. So, here I am….I have received an eviction notice from her because I refused to get out by the date she told me too. I wasn’t doing it to be spiteful or anything of the sort….I just didn’t and still don’t have a clue where to take my children. I am still without a reliable vehicle. Still without anyone’s support or help, financially and non. Still have been unable to work due to not having transportation, but most of all, due to my mental health. I have until the 12th to figure something out. I have zero dollars, our power has been out going on 2 months now. We are seperated, because I refuse to have my children here in the cold and darkness….also without food. Thank God they have friends that happen to have understanding parents that agreed to my kids living with them until I find stability. For almost the entirety of the past two years, I have desperately struggled, not even able to provide some basic necessities. My kids didn’t get Christmas, weren’t able to put our tree up….didn’t even have a Christmas dinner.
I am writing this in hopes of receiving help from anyone willing. I need alot of help. I need basic things that we have been going without, a vehicle, food, and most of all- a home for my babies that no one can take away from us or tell us to get out of. I am going to include all of the supporting evidence and proof that I possibly can to show that I am real and genuine…and that this is definitely not a scam or someone wanting a hand out. Thank you for taking the time to read this, and thank you so much, in advance, if you do decide to help.
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To whomever will read this thank you for making it to the end. September 22, 2022 I got into an accident where I fell back at work causing me to land on my back. After this incident I went to the hospital the same day to check for anything broken although in pain no bones were broken. I missed work for 2 weeks in serious back pain and nerve pains coming and going throughout the day down both my arms and was threatened that I was going to be fired, so although my condition I returned to work because I need to provide for my family and keep a roof over our heads. It has been rough so far starting the new year and going through my $15000 savings since my accident because of the holidays, lost time at work, bills piling up, getting evicted and having to borrow money from a family member just to afford to relocate myself somewhere more affordable after being homeless from December 19, 2022 to January 7, 2023 living out my car with one of our dogs a 65lb American Stafford while my girl stayed with her dad and the other two dogs during that time. I’ve had MRIs and they show me having multiple herniated discs in my spinal cord. They start at the top from C2-3 to C7-T1 and from T1-2 to T4-5 and from L2-3 to L4-5 as well as chronic compression deformities on T11 & T12. I have had 2 epidurals one on my neck one by my hips to which I had no success with. The doctors are recommending surgeries and burning my nerves but I am scared of doing more invasive things with no guarantee of it working. Per my doctors I shouldn’t lift more than 10lbs or twist and bend for more than 2 hours. I know there is no certain structure to what I said or a chronological order to what was described it is just part of the big mess that is my life right now. Between multiple doctors and visits, lawyers, people calling to give me medicine, moving, working, my mind and back have not had a rest, this has only been about a 4 month journey to what will last about another year or 2 but will most likely be in this condition with my back for the rest of my life and I had just turned 30 when this happened and if anyone can help me I would be greatly appreciated to whatever I receive. If you leave me a note with your information I can keep you updated with my process. I hope I can start my own business with having a large rescue for dogs with my hope to propose to girlfriend that I have. Thank you very much for reaching the end.
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Im in a financial crisis with that been said I’m a single mother of to young boys and I’m on disability from mental health problems cause from past physical mental emotional and sexual abuse witch started at a young ago and has caused me many of mental health problems to the point I can’t even go into any store by my self with out having anxiety attacks, and it has made me where I can’t stand to be touch by any one even my own 2 young boys and that kill me because i cant even hug them with out have a panic attack, I have ptsd and severe depression where there are days I can’t get out of bed , eat and cause me sleeping problems along with a few other mental health problems as well and two months ago I was diagnosed with cancer so unfortunately I dont get enough with been on disability to pay all my bills and raise to young boys and I could really are use help this month with my bills because I just received an unexpected emergency bill that I cannot afford to pay and I can’t get help from any were is there any way any one would be will to help me this month any help will be greatly appreciated because I’ve tried every loan place I could find on line today and no one is will to help me and I don’t know what else to do or how I’m going to make out of this situation I’m in. I have no family that could help me either. I have know were else to turn to. I have to credit card that need to be payed and a loan I’ve been paying on for over 6 months , I won’t be asking for much but the estimated amount of money I need is around $6,000 to $7,000 and I really dont like to ask people for money I just don’t have any other choices left to choose from…… so in say that I won’t ask for a Pacific amount of money from any one I will be grateful for any amount that any one is will to give and I would like To thank all of you that are willing to help
Please help , Eviction all other options exhausted.
Hello,
I received an eviction Right before Christmas.I have exhausted all other options applying for help with state and local charities that are just to overwhelmed to meet the needs of everyone especially with the holidays.
My States rent assistance funding has also run dry and they stopped excepting applications in November
.I found this site when I literally thought my only option was to type in to Google how to beg for money . This is something I have tried very hard to prevent in my life I have raised three kids on my own and took pride in the fact that I did whatever it took working 2 jobs and going back to school often . I am going to humble myself and ask for help because I am in a situation that I am unable to control any longer .
Here is a little of how I have ended up here …I had a catastrophic life event in early August that was the start of a snowball effect that I just can’t seem to get ahead of.
Working for a local property management company as a field agent doing lease resigns , delivering letters , helping families find resources etc …I was helping pick up maintenance calls on the weekend. Our in house maintenance was extremely busy and I decided to take a run on an easy maintenance call.
The client has an oxygen machine and she needed assistance flipping the breaker to restore power,
I had a green light at a major intersection and was almost across when a teen driver taking her dog to the vet and looking in the backseat ran a red light and hit me at a high rate of speed .
My car was totaled.
I sustained injury to my face , neck , arms and back .
When the air bag deployed I received chemical burns, bruising and my top teeth were broken .
To make matters worse after two weeks of physical therapy and several appointments my job of 7 years decided to restructure and I was emailed that my services would no longer be required.
I was a commission only employee and due to that am unable to receive unemployment. Left with no job no car and still facing a long road ahead,
including months of physical therapy and possible surgery. I began using my limited savings (previously used throughout COVID and trying to help my adult daughter who suffers with mental illness) I took out a few small loans thinking I would work things out and get back on my feet .I have had a job consistently since I moved out of home at 16 …I was optimistic and doing my best to remain positive.
My job was the cosigner on my car an insurance payout covered the remaining balance on my auto loan with nothing left over
I was able to find a new job for much less pay and was borrowing a car but needed to return it .I was just looking to purchase a car when my new job had to downsize . New hires were the first to go.
I am still in physical therapy and need to find some sort of group or psychiatrist. I already suffer from PTSD, GAD .I have just applied for state medical insurance as my previous insurance was thru my job.
This has been extremely traumatic and don’t know what else to do.
I have been left physically and mentally devastated.
I am in debt ,without a car, facing uncertainty with no way to pay for dental to repair my broken top dentures which are currently super glued together,keep my utilities onw hich are all going to be disconnected in a couple of weeks I have already gotten the maximum extensions I have no way pay my rent and with this eviction I am on the verge of homelessness.
I am desperate!
I had already taken loans out to pay for necessities while on leave fully expecting to return to my job.
Maxed my credit cards and have sold almost everything I had of value which wasn’t much .
.I am told by my attorney that it could take years to reach a settlement for personal injury
Any amount would help me right now .
But realistically I need $3000 for back rent $300 for eviction fees .
$2500 for utilities between $1000- $10,000 for a used car .My bank account is in the negative and adding fees daily $800
I am in cc and personal loan debt of $4000.
My Dental repairs would be around $2500.
I have been trying to prepare meals that are cheap and will last and just learned of a local food pantry.
My total would be $23,100.00
I know that sounds like so much
you would be my savior ..
I would pay it forward when back on my feet .
I am really struggling with suicidal ideation and thoughts of hopelessness
I just can’t see any way out of the situation.
My phone will be shut off in a few days and I have sent my resume to dozens of jobs .
I want to thank you for taking the time to read this .
Thank you ,
Very Humbled
“All human wisdom is contained in these two words wait and hope ”
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I couldn’t figure out how to change it .
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I need some sort of a lifeline.
Hi internet, I need help.
I don’t know where this post is going to go in terms of context, but I will try my best to post it in the most appropriate corners of this community in hopes of finding the right resources, advice and help.
I’ll try to give a few highlights of my life throughout these ramblings, and I appreciate anyone that goes as far as reading this post whole, let alone reaching out with their piece of advice and help. Please excuse anything that might sound like insight into the mind of a madman, but I think I just about got over my first-ever panic attack.
I was born in eastern Europe and my parents divorced soon after. I used to see my father, but that quickly faded away into memories as he began his new family. My mother met another man and the two quickly brought my unmarried sister into the world. Around 2006 at the ripe age of 10, I was hauled 2000 miles away from my motherland into England with the promise of a better life. And life was good, for a couple of years at least, until yet another parent was taken away from me at the whim of lust. My mother ended up leaving my stepfather, completely turning her back on the whole family, and leaving the country to start a new one. This left me with a stranger of a father figure.
I was 17 while diving deep into education when that happened, and safe to say the family situation did not help things. I fell behind, I started missing school, and I lacked guidance. My stepfather was by no means a bad man, but he was ill-fit to be a parent by himself. He kept a roof over my head as best he could while earning in above-the-line minimum-pay jobs, kept me fed, and supported me as much as was within his reach. I didn’t get far in life since then, failing miserably at every turn. My higher education got nowhere, and I was forced to take up work to help support a crumbling household and myself as a young adult entering my 20s.
Since 2015, I have been working a dead-end customer service job for an online retailer. I started becoming independent as much as possible, but the burden of finances quickly fell upon me as my stepfather lost his job right before the pandemic towards the end of 2019. Debts started to spiral out of control, and money was never really a topic that was discussed openly around the house. I never felt comfortable talking about it either. I just did what I could to help, while making uninformed and uneducated decisions as a 20-something-year-old. I took on loans and credit cards. All sorts of things dangerously accessible.
My stepdad has since then been in and out of work as a self-employed labourer. His inability to keep a steady income means variable trouble month on month, and with the addition of my sister and her lousy boyfriend, I’m struggling to make ends meet month to month while supporting my make-believe family. To put it into perspective, I have just about £100 left to my name with over 2 weeks to go until payday. I have not made a single lavish purchase, aside from a £20 secret Santa gift. Going without eating, or worrying about what will keep the lights on is a constant worry. I’ve been wearing the same clothes over the last 2-3 years, damn it.
I’m in no position to decline. I have nowhere to go. I have no immediate family around me, and everyone is essentially a stranger from a family that isn’t entirely mine. I lack trusted friends that I could rely on, the industry of my employment is failing due to the current financial climate, and I don’t know how much longer I can go at this pace while keeping everyone around me happy AND still expect to make something out of my life in the next few years.
An added stress is the fact that my sister, who also lacked the same kind of life education as me growing up, is pregnant. Again, after losing her previous pregnancy at 7 months, which only took further financial tolls on me and my stepdad. She’s been in and out of work and failed at trying to secure a place with her boyfriend. They’re currently staying with us, leeching off of my income. And again, I’m in no position to refuse. I lack the emotional resilience to raise my concerns and not have them spiral into incessant arguments, which I know will happen to resolve themselves not in my favour and potentially with me on the streets.
I tried to look into renting a place of my own, and even though my budget would easily stretch across rent, all other bills, repaying my debts and supporting myself instead of a family of 4, I have been declined on account of my poor credit history and no potential guarantor to sign my lease.
After nearly 27 years, I finally feel like I’ve been dealt a bad hand in life. I feel like all my burdens that don’t feel like my own are crushing me into a tiny room with no escape.
My mental health has been deteriorating significantly, and so has my work performance as a result of it. This spells nothing good in a performance-driven role, and despite many attempts at getting myself together I can’t help but think of my own problems when I’m meant to be addressing someone else’s. I’ve seen many people struggle with their health and well-being in my department, they didn’t stick around for long.
I’m hoping to secure some sort of a career as an LGV driver, but the requirements for such a shift are expensive, nearing £3-4k in training costs. I enjoy driving, I’m a sensible driver, and nothing is holding me back from disappearing for days at a time. The only support available from the government for such is through unemployment, and I can’t risk throwing my current job away to achieve this. There are also very few logistics companies stationed in my area that could offer apprenticeship training, trust me I’ve been looking. Unfortunately, those sort of savings are way out of my reach for a long time, at this rate, and with these kinds of rising costs of living.
My debts, which I currently repay through a debt management plan at a semi-steady rate with varying repayments depending on my budget sit at around £2880. Fixing those mistakes will take years to come, which will no doubt bite me in the ass more than once along the way.
The one thing I would like to do before I haul ass out of this hell is to help my stepdad clear his debts, which sit at around the same amount as my own, if not more. Unfortunately, the exact amount is beyond me, as I said the topic of money is a hard one to approach. It’s the least I can do for someone that kept a roof over my head for the last 10 years, despite it being at my heavy expense for a part of it.
There is a number of things I wish to change in my life, and they all stem from the same root of all problems. I’m in the process of seeking some psychological assistance to figure out what’s going on up there, alongside wrangling my health into shape.
I’m not sure what to expect from this wall of text, but I’ll appreciate all the help I can get, whether it be advice, donations, or just some good luck wishes. Hell, even if you do donate and wish to see the money make it through to my woes, I’d be happy to provide proof and verify. If someone wishes to reach out directly, please PM.
paypal.me/ddutkowiak
9 People Passed in 2 Years
I can remember the day that I lost my entire world. I was in my 3rd year of college, a few days away from going into my 4th year of Nursing School. I was almost finished with my Bachelors. I found out on Facebook that my mother had passed away from an overdose (she was age 40). From that day on, I had to fly back to NC and use my last year college fund to pay for my mothers funeral. Not long after that, but my long term boyfriend ended up getting shot in our hometown. After those two deaths, I really never thought much more could go wrong and I could carry on. Unfortunately, it did. My grandmother,great grandmother on both sides of my family, grandfather, uncle and two college friends had all passed within a year. I felt I couldn’t see straight. Since my family was unable to pay for so many funerals, I had to take out everything I had plus had to borrow. Now, I am in debt. I wouldn’t trade it for the world and I really wanted to make sure every person had a good funeral. I lost my entire world within two years. I’ve still not been able to grieve properly, and I dont know if I ever will. On top of that, the only person I really have left in my family is my father. April 17th, 2011 my father got into an accident that caused him to have a traumatic brain injury that has altered his mental state for the rest of his life. I am not even 30 yet, and I’m still really struggling but thankfully the Lord blessed me with a little boy, Benjamin, who has helped ease some of the heartache and pain. I just hate it for him to not have a lot of family on my side that can love him and care for him the way that they were there for me. I am struggling financially now because of not being able to finish my nursing degree, then on top of that, I got T-boned in an accident that totalled my vehicle so now I am without a vehicle and trying to find a way to work. I really never thought I would go towards the internet for help, but I have been desperate for so long that I finally gave in. I appreciate your time, even just to read this. Its been a real struggle for my son and I but I appreciate everything and every struggle because I believe it will make me a better and more empathetic person for the rest of my life. Thank you all for your care and time!
If your able to help, I appreciate it so much. If your just able to read, thank you so much as well. My little family genuinely appreciates it.
paypal.me/ajlbdm
Emergency financial Help
Hello everybody
My name is Jamal
<span;>I am writing to request assistance with a financial issue that has recently arisen. I am a 60-year-old retired man who lost my job due to the impact of the COVID-19 pandemic. While I have a retirement loan that is sufficient to cover my bills, I have accumulated a debt of approximately $30,000.
<span;>This debt has been a source of great stress and worry for me, as I am on a fixed income and do not have the means to pay it off on my own. I have tried to make payments where I can, but I am struggling to keep up with the demands of my creditors. I am reaching out to you in the hope that you can offer some guidance or assistance in finding a solution to my financial difficulties.
<span;>I am reaching out to you today in the hope that you might be able to help me. I know that there are many people in similar situations, and I understand if it is not possible for you to assist me. However, I am willing to do whatever it takes to get back on track and pay off this debt.
<span;>I have always been a responsible and hardworking individual, and it pains me to find myself in this position. I am doing my best to manage my expenses and live within my means, but the loss of my job has made it difficult to keep up with my financial obligations.
<span;>I am grateful for any help or support that you can offer. I understand if you are unable to assist me, and I will continue to do my best to find a solution to this problem. However, if there is any way that you can help me to pay off this debt and get back on track financially, I would be extremely grateful.
<span;>I am reaching out to you because I am in desperate need of help and I believe that you may be able to offer me some financial assistance. I understand that this is a difficult time for everyone and that money is tight, but I am hoping that you might be able to find it in your heart to lend a helping hand.
<span;>I realize that this is a significant amount of money, and I am deeply ashamed to have to ask for help. However, I am at a loss as to how to address this debt on my own, and I am hoping that you might be able to offer some guidance or assistance.
<span;>I understand if you are unable to help me, and I do not want to burden you with my problems. However, I am truly at a loss and do not know where else to turn. If you are able to offer any assistance, no matter how small, I would be forever grateful.
<span;>Thank you for taking the time to read this letter and for considering my request for help. I understand if you are unable to offer any assistance, but I wanted to reach out and see if there is anything that can be done.
<span;>https://www.paypal.com/paypalme/jamalzabt
Jobless and unable to pay rent
Hello, I am a single mother and in care of an adorable autistic little one. I’ve been jobless for the past month and a half and it’s so difficult to find a job that can adjust to your child’s needs. I know I will find something I am faithful on that, however rent and bills don’t wait. I’ve lost my sleep just to figure out to put food on my child’s plate even if I don’t eat myself. I don’t any government assistance to rely on, if I did I probably wouldn’t be asking for your kind help. I’ve never asked for even simple non financial help, I’ve always manage to deal with my problems and issues on my own, but lately I feel alone, and depression is hitting me hard. The only reason I have to move forward is my angel, his laughter, his love and my desire to show him people are kind and understanding. I’m afraid to loose the roof I put over my boy’s head, I’m afraid to have no food on his plate as days go by. Please open your hearts to help us, as I will pay forward this need I never thought I would ever live. Never did I think I would ask for money, this is my rock bottom I don’t know what else to do, but to ask and beg and hope that with the Grace of God we have enough to put us through at least the next 30 days, I kindly beg to help me with 5000.00 dollars which will cover this next month’s rent, utilities, some food and warm, clean clothes for my little one. Please I beg, help us out, it’s all more for him. As soon as I get myself on my feet I will pay back all your kindness, please touch your hearts as this is so uncomfortable and embarrassing, this is the last situation anyone would want to be in. But as embarrassing as I feel I rather ask than steal, I rather beg than give up. My angel needs me strong and with your kindness I know I will stand firm for him. This few past months have been tough, and I pushing hard to be tough and strong for him, not even for myself but for him. I believe there are great hearts out there and I know you will blessings will be multiplied if you open your hearts to our need.
https://paypal.me/blessings3569?country.x=US&locale.x=en_US
First Time Family
Hello to all the wonderful people out there that take the time to check this out. My family and I greatly appreciate all your kind thoughts and actions and hope you all get paid back tenfold in life. Hopefully I will be able to show my own generosity in the future.
My partner and I are expecting our first child in April and are overjoyed. We have been hoping to start a small family for many years and only recently have been blessed with success. Our little Adaline is such a precious gift, and we can’t wait to meet her. It will be our absolute joy to be able to give this little girl a loving home to grow up in, to learn about life, and to share in all the wonders it is to be a family. We tried to plan accordingly, and thoughtfully to ensure her future success. However, the economic climate has not been kind to us.
We live in Southern California and the rental rates have skyrocketed, the cost of food has increased and even our utilities are facing an unprecedented increase. With one of our jobs being seasonal, it has become a nightmare of budgeting where we feel as though we can choose between bills or food. I know this is not an uncommon story and I only ask that you, reader, can contribute a small gift that may help us in the coming months.
I just want to say thank you for your time, your kindness and your thoughts over the next few months. I know that we will be great parents and create that loving home we set out to create regardless of the circumstances. Hopefully with a little help from you all , we can provide all the amenities that will enrich our daughters’ life. Thank you again for your generosity.
All donations can be sent via:
https://paypal.me/Grantifero?country.x=US&locale.x=en_US
No Where Else to Turn to
Alright let’s try this for the third time now. Can’t leave this page, if you do everything gets cleared SMH.
Anyways… First let me say thank you for taking the time to read one man’s sad truth.
The 15th of January 2023 will be 2.5 years clean and sober. Yes I’m a recovery drug addict. Yes I was about to take my life before I left Montana for New Mexico. Well now that, that’s been said, what Im about to telling you has nothing to do with me using drugs.
So for the last year or so I’ve been working for a local handyman, well doing about 90%of the work, while he’s out running around getting material, his ex girlfriend’s child, or his mother. Or I that’s what he tells the customer, found out about two weeks ago he was actually out get high and using what I should be getting paid with to support his meth use. Yeah I should have seen it sooner, but I was hoping that wasn’t case for my own sobriety.
Anyways Im a very hard worker, have many skills, very knowledgeable, professional and am constantly learning new methods to better serve the customer.
Now I’ve been staying in a bunkhouse of the company owners, small handyman business just owner and myself. When I started staying in this bunkhouse there wasn’t any discussion about paying rent, it was offered more out of convenience for the owner, I’d be right there instead of him having to come pick me up somewhere else, time and gas saver if you will.
Here’s where it gets bad for me, I haven’t been fully compensated for my time and skills for about two and a half months now, at first I told the guy I work I’d be willing to work with him about pay since he was letting me stay in the bunkhouse and being that the truck we were using engine blow up, but that I do expect to be compensated once I get the new engine installed and when the several big jobs were completed. Well turns out that no matter what you do for someone if they’re put needles full of meth in their veins they’re eventually going to cause screw you over just to keep supplying their habit, seen it with an ex girlfriend, and actually part of why I’m in New Mexico. But that’s a story for another time, this is about Aaron Cain and his company ASC Services thanks to his meth uses hes lost four high dollar jobs by not showing up when he’d agree to, and 3 of the jobs were a few days from completion, I tried to get him to finish before taking other jobs on. 6 other jobs I either did by myself or at least 90% by myself, not that I’m not competent to do so, just have been being compensated fairly for doing so.
So last Monday everything come to a head. I finished a recessed lighting project complete with above code requirement wiring. while I’m not an electrician I am competent and knowledgeable enough to properly wire in lights, light switches and receptacle pretty basic stuff, but electrical work isn’t cheap. Now upon completion I should have been compensated about $2600. The customers were an incredible couple to work for, we done, well I should say I’ve done a few other projects for them, and each Friday that I was work on their projects they would tthank me for doing a great job and even tipped me several times, the first time after refusing to take it, cause that kind of the proper thing to do, the wife snuck the tip in to my tool bag, now correct me if I’m wrong but if a customer tips the worker doing the work it’s the workers to keep, right?
Well not according to drugged out Aaron Cain. I’ll get to that in a second.
I finished the job Monday evening, text him to come pick me up, nothing. Had to call a friend for a ride, wasn’t to far out of his way but gave him 20 for gas just because he’s there anytime I’ve needed a hand and gas is still pretty high. I send the boss man(Aaron Cain) a text letting him know I finished and that the customer gave me payment for the job, now because I’m a company man and actually really enjoy the work we do, I put the payment still sealed in the same envelope I received it in, in my clipboard and hangout with my buddy whom is a trust worthy guy or at least that’s all Ive seen and I don’t trust many people. I’m just hanging out waiting for a response from the boss. Midnight rolls around and since my buddy had a couple drinks I decided to sleep on the couch, no reason to let my risk anything by driving. I’m awake by 630am anyways. 635am send boss man another message asking about the plan for the day and reminder that I have payment. Nothing until 330pm, with him flipping out about where I’ve been and his payment, completely unnecessary since he was informed about my whereabouts nevermind the fact I’m adult lol. I head back to the bosses place to find all my personal belongings thrown out in the yard, clothes and tools, which was very disappointing seeing how I’ve never disrespected anything of his, actually treated his like it was mine and made sure all his tools were cleaned and well taken care of, never left out, always cover and protected from the weather even in overnight storms. I don’t know about you but I would think that’s what you’d call great employee and even a good friend, because that’s how I would classify the relationship, he may be the owner but I considered him a friend before a boss, and that didn’t interfere with the jobs several times I told him that he didn’t need to have the employer employee attitude, it wasn’t needed, and after saving his life one Saturday afternoon, one would have thought that respect would have been returned but I guess maybe that’s what meth does to people. Every passing day of sobriety I’m more and more thankful I have been able to stay sober. Anyways he finally comes out of the house yelling about his money and that I work for him, to which I’m like what the hell man, no response from you and the treatment of my belongs. Give him the payment envelope. Gather my things, keeping calm thanks to the therapy and drug classes and my complete desire to stay clean and out of trouble. A couple years ago this wouldn’t be the case. I wouldn’t be here begging strangers for help, I’d have a place out of the weather would have bars and ugly jumpsuits free of charge lol. Thankfully that person no longer has a place in my life. 30 minutes later he comes back out and start ripping through my tool bag and clipboard because either I or the customer shorted him. Neither is the case, he gets half payment before we start any job, and the envelope still contained the 2500 the customer put in there. Calls me a thief for the 250 I was personally given by the customer when I was done, also was invited to join the customer and their family for dinner as I was waiting for my ride.. what Aaron doesn’t know is the last three customers have requested quotes from me for up coming project and for my personal cell number.
Here’s my problem. I wasn’t compensated for all the work I’ve done. I’m out $3200 and have no place to go, I called every assistants number I can find and I don’t qualify or haven’t heard anything back. I’m not here to beg for what ASC Services refuses to pay me that I rightfully earned. I here to ask for someone to please believe in me and help me get a footing, I don’t have any family that’s willing to help it’s either no response or it’s my past thrown back in my face, yes I once used drugs, but I never stole from anyone to get drugs and honestly if it wasn’t for an ex girlfriend making a public siene no body would know about my use, I always had a job, a home, and cars. I don’t like to say this and I don’t mean this how it’s gonna sound but my life wasn’t this bad when I was using. I may be clean and sober but I’m also homeless, carless, and jobless again, well for a short time anyways.
I’m reaching out in hopes there’s a kind soul like myself out there that would be willing to help me with enough to get a room at one of the cheap hotels around Farmington New Mexico for a couple weeks. The customer that I just finished the lights for wants me to do the flooring in two of their rentals, his home office and their basement which will allow me to afford an apartment. Ive been told it’s anywhere from 285 a week to 375 for the one that has breakfast. I’m just going to say I believe a $1000 would be more than enough to get by til I can the two rental floors done. If there’s anyone willing to help me I can either pay you back or pay it forward. Any help will be great appreciated and will not be taken for granted.
No matter what I would like to thank anyone thats taken time out of your day to read through my humbling and sad story.
Just in case I’m leaving my PayPal information.
PayPal.me@KMcfarland83
Well I gotta go find somewhere out of the rain and hopefully get some rest
Thank you again
And please stay safe and hug your loved ones. I wish I could hug my love one last time
Still struggling in a Post Covid world
I know Covid-19 and the ensuing chaos of the lock downs, relockdowns, regulations and restrictions have affected each and every one of us differently. I am no exception. I was a bartender and pizza cook in Key West for well over a decade when Covid hit, I hung in as long as I could hoping that Key West would rebound before my finances ran dry, that was not the case. I looked into many different cities to relocate to and Austin Texas topped that list in many metrics.
When I moved to Austin I had lined up 5 goals to achieve 1) work in the comedy scene 2) attempt stand up comedy 3) meet Joe Rogan 4) meet Lex Fridman 5) Meet Elon Musk. To date I have worked over 200 separate comedy shows featuring Joe Rogan, Tony Hinchcliffe, Ron White, Tom Segura, Bert Kreischer, Rosanne Barr, Joe List, Greg Fitzsimmons, Dave Attell, Ian Fidance and countless others. I even created my own production company Just Hilarious ATX and have produced 2 comedy shows under that title. so goals 1 and 2 have been satisfied. I have met Joe Rogan dozens and dozens of times and work with him regularly at the Vulcan Gas Company in Austin Texas. I have also met Lex Fridman several times and he greets me by name when he comes to the Vulcan. The only goal I have not completed is to meet Elon Musk, I feel that too will come.
Although I have had great success in networking and meeting incredible people here in Austin I have remained very poor. I have lived in a sober living home since November 2020 sharing a bedroom with 4 other males, 15 total people in the house. Rent has increased every few months since I moved in from $135 to $145 to $160 and as of January 6th it will be increased to $175 a week. I am already 3 weeks behind ($480) and I have no income in the foreseeable future. I haven’t had a cellphone since november 27th which I was using to get single gig jobs via wework and instawork apps which covered my rent.
I am seeking funding to help with rent, food, clothes, cellphone essentially everything. I am moments away from being homeless and on the streets in Austin Texas. I have exhaustively searched for any and all means available here in Austin to assist me in my immediate financial needs and can honestly say there are no funds available to me. I play guitar and have even tried to play for money on the streets here in Austin but have been run off by the Police more times than I can count.
By donating to my paypal account you will be saving a fellow human being from a disastrous road of homelessness and helplessness. I have been homeless in Key West and Lahaina Maui before but never in a major city that has a long winter (which we are currently in the middle of). I want to write a book about the thriving post covid comedy scene here in Austin and, with some funding to help keep my life from falling off the rails, I know it will be an intriguing and fun read with input from literally hundreds of comics.
I ask you to help support me financially I know I have so much to offer this world and with funding I can start to give back.
paypal.me/KeyWeedPies
Just got behind!
Hello there, I am very glad to have found a place where there are such generous people. I never ask for hand-outs however over the past year my home bills have exceeded my total income which has caused my disabled (quadriplegic) fiance to fall into a bit of debt. Enough that it has been very difficult to buy regular house hold necessities such as toiletries and groceries. Also we have been forced to use space heaters because we are unable to afford furnace oil. Which has racked up our power bill to nearly $200.00 per month. My fiance being in a wheelchair permanently needs a well balanced diet due to his lack of physical activity to maintain regular digestion etc. Also there are some supplies and over the counter medications that he requires that are unfortunately not covered by his disability. Another issue we are having is that I am unable to work as of right now due to lack of home support. He is completely immobile and requires 24 hour care which leaves me as his primary and only care giver at this time. We have looked into supports however we are unable to afford private care which forces us to have to go through a disability support program with our government. We have not had any progress with this and are still working on it so hopefully I can get back to work. That being said…in the meantime we are making less than $1000.00 per month and our bills total to approximately $1200.00 this is including an estimated cost for groceries, mortgage, insurance, power, telephone. Not including the unexpected costs of certain supplies and meds he may need. Also we do not have a vehicle and in our situation with me being unable to leave my fiance without someone to stay with him I usually have to rely on other people to run my attends for me to get to the food bank (because we are unable to afford grocery stores) and to pay what I can afford to pay on the bills. The first priority is the mortgage and insurance because we can’t lose our home and next is our power bill. As the days and nights are getting colder still we have had 2 space heaters running non stop and I’m worried if the power bill gets much higher they may shut it off which will leave us with no heat at all. We have applied for small personal loans just to get caught up however because we are both unemployed noone will sign us for a loan. We really just need a little help to get back up to par and hopefully in the next couple months I can get back to work. Anything will help if we could just have something to put a little on our bills and get a decent not of groceries. If anyone is willing to help us out in our very tough time we would surely be so grateful. Also we are definitely generous people ourselves and love to help others even in our time of need. It’s just who we are. So the favor would definitely be paid forward when possible. Anyone who would like to donate,
our PayPal link is https://paypal.me/mdlw81?country.x=CA&locale.x=en_US
Thank you in advance for any help we can gather.