Iv never really done this before but I’m in real need of money. I’ve never asked for money in my life not even to from my closest friends but my grandmother had come form another country and had a heart attack here in the states and she has passed away which had left us with Hospital bills and I didn’t want to have my parents pay since we are financially in trouble so I had payed for it with help from loans. And now I’m in a lot of debt, and it didn’t help that my mother had started getting horrible anxiety and is causing a lot of health problem for her and in cause she had to been going to the hospital witch has given more hospital bills. Please if you can spare anything I would be be ever grateful. I’m going to leave my paypal here. thank you for reading this far I’m happy that you have at least read my circumstance.

paypal.me/ZooAli

Hello. I have suffered from mental illness for many years after numerous traumatizing events since early childhood. I have been trying to get help with the Dr, but it has been an uphill battle trying to find the right treatments. The side effects are sometimes worse than the original symptoms, and I end up with a new series of medications and treatments to try to get used to. This has led me to where I am now. I am in a very bad situation and don’t know where else to turn. I was hospitalized a few months ago by force after the Dr. thought I was suicidal. My comment was taken the wrong way, but the Dr. would not listen to me. The Dr. called the police on me and they brutally took me away even though I was not resisting. I got bruises up and down my arms at all of the force they used.

Later when I tried to complain, no one would listen. In the hospital they put me in isolation for quite sometime, and even though I was basically held like a caged animal, the fees they charged for this are enormous. All of the medical bills are mounting up and I can’t pay them. I already have so many bills I can’t pay and am having trouble getting the basic things like food and clothing for my kids. I know that there are a lot of people out there struggling to make it and I am just one of them. I can only ask and see if anyone is able to help my family.
To get forced into a Psych Ward against your will is a very traumatic experience where they force inject and medicate you to the point that you can barely function. I have been having a hard time under all of this stress and could really use a helping hand. Even though my medical bills are a small portion of what I am up against, releasing any financial stress would really help our family. I also have bills from past medical needs I am trying to keep up with and I feel like I am drowning in debt with no relief in sight. I am scared for the future and could really use some hope right now.  My most recent medical bills are at $4,000, and that is after insurance has covered some of it. I wish I could get out of this on my own and hate to have to ask for help, but I am lowly on the floor just hoping for a miracle. If you could please help me in any way my family and I will be forever grateful. I am asking for $4,000 to help me with these medical bills so I can make it through. I don’t want them to get sent to collections because I am already dealing with being sued by other creditors. I am in a desperate situation and will appreciate any help at all.

Hi my name is Juan. I have a large debt in credit cards from paying off medical bills. I’ve recently went to a walk-in clinic and the hospital due to having some strong pains in my testicles. It turned out that I had a twisted testicle and wasn’t very uncomfortable. It started at the walk in clinic when they didn’t know what was wrong. They wanted me to go do bloodwork the next day to see if I had an infection. The pain got worse that night so I went to the ER. They did test right then and there and found I had no infections. They saw that I was in a lot of pain and did and ultrasound and found my testy was twisted. They told me if I would have been another day later that I most likely would have lost circulation to it and would have had it removed. I’m doing better now but I have bills stacked up to pay off and need some assistance. It’s added up to 3600

I have cash app and PayPal.

my cash app is http://cash.app/$JLPerez20

my paypal email is juaninamillion23@gmail.com

Last year was the worst year i have ever been through in my life. I went to the ER twice in a very short amount of time, plus several normal visits all because at 22 years of age, i am having heart problems. My heart trouble started in the 2nd of may 2019. I lost my job soon after due to being unable to physically meet the demands of the job. I was a trash hauler, i worked up to 14 hour days, driving truck and dumping trash. My life fell apart after that. The doctors never know what is wrong. some say heart murmurs, some say faulty heart valve, some say panic attacks or too much stress. Currently i have about 3 bills i cannot pay and about 8K in credit card debt due to paying for health medication and trips to the hospital or clinics or for medication. Not to mention money i have has to try to loan and pay back. Total i am about 20K in total debt. With no consistent jobs or even current job prospects. I have to pay rent every month to live, i have to keep up my car insurance to be able to travel to the hospital or to try to work odd jobs that i can actually physically manage. I have wanted to give up so many times. Because my heart issues make me extremely tired and fatigued, i cannot push myself or do much physical work. But the work i can do or can find i throw myself into. Even if it physically is too hard for me. And light work or consistent work is hard to find. I have put out my resume/applications to so many places and have ultimately been turned down due to my situation. I pay 475$ a month for rent, 80$ for phone, 90$ for car insurance. Any spare money i can scrounge up goes to medication, health bills, and lastly food. Which i get little of. today 02/07/2020 at 2:25 AM it has been 5 days since i have had a balanced or full meal. Ive had to eat mostly noodles or rely on trying to find work or something to sell to be able to buy groceries. I cant keep up anymore. I’m broken, financially, and emotionally. I am trying so hard to piece my life back together. But i cannot do it alone anymore. It has not worked. I have barely 100$ left to my name, and i am running out of things to sell, and i have not been able to find work in 2 weeks. I’m down to a month left of hypertension and heart medication. I need help… something that has always been hard for me to accept or ask for. But please, i genuinely don’t know where or who to go to anymore. I want to just give up. The only thing that keeps me going is the fact that i am not too deep in the hole to not be able to see the light. To those of you who can or do help…. thank you so much. I have had to rely on the kindness of strangers, and i hope to beat this and get back to a point in life where i can help those in need. Thank you for your time. Please if you have questions or want to see bills, email me. Upload size here is .5 mb, so not enough.

https://paypal.me/redwolfnisly?locale.x=en_US

I’m calling upon any and everyone who can spare a buck or two for 2 amazing people in a grim situation.
J and M are longtime family friends who are more like my aunt and uncle and more like family than some blood relatives.

To paint a picture of who these lovely folks are: picture Lou Grant, but a little grumpier (but a total softie on the inside) and Betty White’s character on Golden Girls. He’s scruff and crusty and she is sweet and naive. They are real action friends. They have always helped out when one needs them to: moving, setting up and taking down my wedding, lending their truck to load hauls of you name it, etc. They truly outperformed any friend-duty expectations we could have when they cooked meals for our family and delivered them weekly while my mom was going through chemo, hospice, and continued 6 months after her death.
On January 21st, J underwent heart-bypass surgery but the doctors discovered he was a little worse-for-wear than they originally expected. They would have performed a quintuple-bypass if they had more time but after too many hours of J being under anesthetic, they had to resign to the triple-bypass being good enough. Plaque from his overly-clogged arteries broke off and entered his brain, causing mini-strokes. He’s on day 13 in ICU and has been taken off and put back on a ventilator to assist with breathing 4 times. He will receive a tracheotomy in the next few days to avoid having to re-intubate him again. J had hopes of being in the hospital for 10 days and being sent home, but doctors are thinking a few more weeks in the hospital and a few months in a full-time medical recovery facility is more realistic. The effects of the strokes are still unknown as they can’t differentiate what is confusion from all the opioids and general anesthesia that will wear off and what is permanent.
J & M are retired but work a few hours at a week at a local antique shop. They have been forced to quit due to the amount of time off work they’ll need to take.
They have endured so much hardship in their lives, from losing their daughter to Lupus at 28 to M having to go through chemo and a double-mastectomy for breast cancer over 10 years ago and STILL being buried in medical bills.
They deserve the world and I can only afford to give them my $1200 I have in savings.
I would love to help assist with their medical bills to help lighten the load of the most deserving people you’d ever meet.

Thank you for reading if you made it this far! Blessings to you.

PayPal.me/alliewobb

Hello,

Yall dont know me, or who I am. I would like to start this out a little thank you for reading this and thank you if you decided to donate.

I’ve always worked hard for what I want.

I recently had a job, a great paying job. Loved working there. Great environment respectful coworkers, etc.

I had to quite my job because of depression, anxiety and suicidal thoughts.

Well, here is my story.

We all know I ain’t ok rn,
I’ve been through alot of emotions in the last several months. Plus last years crisis.

Getting told that I was having a miscarriage earlier, then finding out weeks later I was actually pregnant and then going to loose that child.
It takes a toll out of you knowing that you cant even have another baby. I mean why, what’s next am I going to die? I mean I only have 1 chance left. One floppian tube to go.

I can act like it’s all a joke, that I’m fine. I’m great!

I mean im still alive right?

I should be happy, I should be dancing with Joy.
But I’m not.

When I was younger I always wanted to be a mom.
Taking care of children that’s what I am made to do.

I have one daughter, a beautiful daughter. She is smart, talented and overall a miracle to me. She is the joy of my life. 3 years ago I was granted a healthy beautiful baby.

In her short 3 years I have told her 2 times that she is going to be a big sister. The first time, in 2018 when I told her she wasnt able to understand compelty. But she always pointed at my belly and said baby.
This time she understood everything. Your going to be a big sister! She was so happy mommy going to have a baby? (I mean she told her grandma I was pregnant before I could). She was ecstatic.
… but
She also understood that mommy needed help that night while she watched me cry in pain, screaming in agony. I tried to give her little jobs to do before help arrived. Baby girl go get mommy some water please I’m thirsty. Baby girl go make sure buzz is okay. Repeating at her that mommy is okay, mommy’s just sick. Shes gotta go to the doctor. I tried to keep her busy for she didnt see mommy in pain. I tried not to scream in fear, seeing the look on my babys face while she watched me scream and cry. I couldn’t be strong. I was hurting and my child was watching.
My baby was scared, confused didnt know what was happening. I couldn’t mother her during that time. All I wanted to do as a mother was hold my living breathing healthy child. When they took me away from her, put me in the ambulance I couldn’t calm her down. She wasnt in my care anymore and all I wanted was my baby.
She was safe, that’s all that mattered to me.
Now it was time to focus on me and figure out what was going on.
All focus on me and my unborn baby. I remember telling the ambulance guys I was pregnant. Please save my baby. Screaming in agony, crying tell my eyes where dry.
What was happening now, what is going on with me. Will my baby survive? Will I survive.

When we arrived in the ambulance room, I see my husband. I see his face, he is scared. He held my hand, spoke to me positive words. He was my strength.

When the doctor came in she argued with us that I was pregnant. Theres no way I’m pregnant.

I mean shit just weeks ago yall told me I was going through a miscarriage.

The ultrasound tech came in after along (very) long time. Make up on all fresh. Just got out of the shower. Didnt understand the seriousness that was going on.
They brought me back to the room, that short ride was painful. Then I laid on the table to get a ultrasound. Everytime she touched my stomach I cried in pain so much pain that she wasnt able to get a good picture.
Here comes the vaginal ultrasound. Going to go into my very sore baby making factory.
Yep. That was the worse pain in my life. Shoving it here shoving it over there. Shoving it every where. Yep. Dont mind me just screaming in pain. About 30 minutes later I’m back in the room, the doctor came back and say you have a mass.
Okay. A mass, a mass of what? Is the baby alive? What is going on?.
No answers.
Sitting in a room scared to death. Couple hours go by and I’m getting transported to another hospital 45 minutes away. By ambulance remind you. Bumpy road.
Well, on the road again.
No answers, in more pain and still cant get any drugs to dissolve the pain a little.
My blood pressure started dropping dangerously low. I apparently had 2 seizures or something. I just remember being completely cold, and shivering.
When we got to the other hospital I was taken in. I was alone. My husband hasnt arrived yet. We get up to my room for the surgeon to tell me the plan and what is going on.
Your left floppian tube has bursted and you are bleeding internally. I asked; will my baby survive? No was the answer and the reasoning why. While she held my hand and made me feel less alone.
I was passing out from blood loss, one of my RNs was shaking me vigorously telling me to wake up stay awake. I kept passing out for a short amount of time and waking up. I felt like I was in a dream. I remember telling someone I need my dad. Then kissing my husband good bye.
When they got me in the surgical room I remember being naked, very very naked and cold. When I was getting put to sleep I remember freaking out having a anxiety attack, I can’t do this I cant do this I’m scared I’m scared.
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I’m asleep.
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I woke up, I felt like it all was just a dream. I asked for water. Finally after 6 hours i get water. They ask me the questions, what’s your name when’s your birthday and how old are you.
I answer.
I asked about my baby, they told me.
Then I asked where is my husband.
They brought me to him.
I wake up a while later, I see my husband and my dad. The 2 men that mean the world to me.
When I finally got to come home, and see my baby girl I was just so happy. The pain was overwhelming but all i wanted was my baby girl.

The days that are following I still feel the pain, I still cry. Some days are better than others, theres day I still crawl in a ball and cry. I still think why wasnt I good enough to have another baby. I still think that my body is worthless.
I still feel worthless.

I blame the hospital for what has happened.

https://www.paypal.me/danalynnoll19

They should have caught this.
I got pregnant in the end of August, I was told not long after I was having a miscarriage. Then I find out I was 14 weeks pregnant. What if I made them look harder the day I was told I had a miscarriage? I should have known to fight for answers. They have done this before with me. Not cared for my health. Dismissed me and my problems.
What if I did more. It’s the what if that is hurting me now.
I will never know if my child was a boy or girl. I will never know.

So, that is one of my stories.

I’m asking for donations for I can get either a series of testing done for I can have another baby or I’m asking for money to adopted a baby.

I was made to be a mom.

I need to be a mom, my daughters needs to be a sister one day. My husband needs to hold another baby.

We was made to be parents.

Oh and on top of everything that happened I have $10,000 worth of medical Bill’s for the loss of my 2 children.

My PayPal is https://www.paypal.me/danalynnoll19

https://www.paypal.me/danalynnoll19

You can donate a dollar or $20 I’ll be grateful for what I can get thank you all again

I’m trying to raise money for my close friend who’s really going through a terrible time right now. He found out he had a serious medical condition, believed to be cancer. He’s a single father, a Veteran and a good, hardworking man. His current medical issues and pain have been making it extremely difficult for him to work, though he continues to push himself, working as much as 12 hour days until he collapses. His landlord is also threatening him with eviction since he’s been unable to get caught up on rent due to missing a few days of work with the illness. I’m hoping to raise at least $8,000 for him but more would be fantastic!

He’s such a good, honest, hardworking man who needs to get his treatment and keep a roof over his head for himself and his son. Thank you for your time.

https://www.paypal.me/WS8390

Good evening guys. Never would I have been thinking about actually asking strangers for help but I’m completely lost right now. I have been paying off my medical bills for the past almost two years as I did not have health insurance when I went to the hospital. The first time I went to the hospital my nose was non stop bleeding for about two hours to the point I was about to faint. I needed to see if anything was wrong with me, I was told I needed to get surgery on a vein in my nose. I am extremely scared of surgery so I just have to live with my nose bleeding here and then but I have gotten better as I have my nose very moisturized and I made sure I changed the environment where I was working (out in the sun) which I have also been told I am allergic to the sun as that caused my acne & caused migraines it has been minor stuff that continues to pile up. The second time I went because my primary doctor told me it seemed I had kidney stones, I was in extreme pain and my urine came back not that great. I almost lost it because I started researching and realized I didn’t know what the next step would be. So I went to the hospital immediately after and was told it was just a pain caused to me falling or pulling a muscle. I was extremely happy knowing I didn’t have anything in my kidneys but so bummed that I had all the medical bills coming my way. I have made payment plans and I feel like it’s never ending. I’m about 800 $ from paying it all off and I have had the worst luck since two months ago. My pay hasn’t been what it usually is and it is getting worse and worse. I try to find a way to make money and it doesn’t seem to work. That is why I am here, I really need help even if it’s 10$ in total it could help me with just paying off my medical bills and get back in-line with my life. I know that these 200$ I pay a month when done will help me with finally being able to get a home down the line. Life is great Physical health wise but not mentally. I am just giving it a shot and hoping all will come together so just by expressing myself is already a major win for myself. Thank you for reading through this and sorry if I don’t make sense I’m all type of out of sync. My paypal if you’re willing to help is

PayPal.me/sandovaals

I truly appreciate the time of you specifically reading my some what not making sense story.

This story is so hard to begin because it is such a fantastic one that no one would believe it- I still think to myself “am I sure I got this right?” because they pay big money for this stuff in Hollywood. My fleet of doctors and counselors assure me its real. My two boys urge me to keep going, I can see the worry in their eyes. My husband has been by my and not left that side since it happened. If he wasn’t here I’d have had to move, wed have lost the house, Id have lost my car, and I’d eventually have lost my kids. So What happened you ask?

This story is entirely factual to the last detail, police have done nothing and my private investigator have turned up that the perp is a Criminal Informant. Go figure.

I will not tell a lie…

On the morning of September Second I was getting ready for work at about 430 in the morning. As I walked by our kitchen window, I noticed that our shed door was partially ajar. I thought that my husband had stopped by for tools before he headed to work and forgot to lock it or I had absentmindedly left it open the night before. I walked out to the shed, not a care in the world until I was hit the hardest I’ve even been hit before. I stumbled any number of feet into the dark OPEN shed. It clicked why that shed was open. I immediately tried to turn to gain a look at my attacker. He was holding my pony tail so I really couldn’t see him I suddenly felt like I knew them. I called out “take whatever, I don’t care that you’re here, its all junk to me, take it. He leaned up to my ear and said “I plan on taking what I want, don’t you worry.” The voice was being changed but I knew that voice, I just couldnt picture where. I started to get deep in thought and WHAM!!! my head goes into the table with no resistance, WHAM!!!! Again WHAM!!! WHAM!!! WHAM!!! Over and over and I lose count and the next hour is very blurry. He scratched my chest up and clawed my back. He reached down my pants and I cried. How could anyone do this to me??? He sat me up and yanked off my shirt and punched me when I covered up. I couldn’t hear anything except for the ringing in my head, I was so drowsy. The sleazeball did his thing and got his purpose there. I lay on the ground wondering how long I had left to live. My vision was fading in and out. I couldn’t remember how to breathe and my breathing was erratic and I would just stop for a little while some times, it was easier than me worrying about even breaths. I closed my eyes but almost immediately opened them up I dare not move. He left the shed, I bolted it from inside and yelled for my husband, thats when I realized I wasn’t making a sound. I also realized this guy could be in my house with my two boys and my schizophrenic husband I crawled the 70 yards from my shed floor to the house door. I got in and crawled to my kids hallway. Both of their doors were closed, I banged anyway They both looked at me funny but said no one else was in their rooms, I collapsed for a moment in their hallway but then hurried as fast as I could to my husband. He opened his eyes and said “hey starshine, up early? I said “SHHHHHH go back to bed, well talk later. I went to my closet and closed myself in, holding a case knife my husband had given me for hunting

Chaos is what I woke up to. My husband asking me if I am okay, what hurts, who was it, what could he do. “He knows and hes never going to forgive me” is all I could think. “why didn’t you leave me in the closet?” is what I said. He responded “because I prefer you in bed next to me, keeping warm.. “you’re lying” was all I could say to him and I was suddenly so mad at him.. “GET OUT!!!! GET OUT!!!!! Don’t ever come back” was my response. I can only believe I was reliving the attack or still dealing with some emotions of it maybe? I’m not sure. He managed to talk me into letting him stay long enough to take several photos. I made him promise to destroy them in one wee only if the police wouldn’t take them I went to the hospital with my sister, I wouldn’t answer his calls. I went to have a rape kit done, I refused it, and I wouldn’t take his calls, I had my rib cage wrapped as he apparently punched me hard enough to break four ribs while I was unconscious and he was raping me repeatedly. I didn’t know you could be raped three times at the same time – orally, anally, and vaginally. He’d torn all three open and punched me in the ribs for good measure. While he worked his gerkin I counted up my injuries, One massive head injury I just didn’t understand the extent. Bruises and fractures on face, mouth ribs, back, chest. I kept losing any idea of time but day was beginning to break which means hed been at it for almost an hour

suddenly I was back on the floor unable to breathe and he just left. I think he did this because He thought I had died when I took the break from breathing.i now knew his name. How could this be true? I feel so much worse now.

Conclusion – Women, be careful. You never know who your nightmare will turn out to be. It could be that cute guy down the street or it could be like mine, your cousin. That cousin you were closest in age to so you got to hang out all the time in the summer and you were almost best friends because you listened to all of the same music and knew the same people. I was attacked and RAPED by my COUSIN Matt. Cousin Matt is a CI and police told me without telling me that they weren’t going to do anything and they told me he was an informant. I’d spent a month and a half in bed, I’d lost and regained site in one eye. I have had the worst migraines possible for months, and I have the memory of a gold fish anymore. I hate life, I hate myself for not being more attentive, I hate Matt.

Financials. So because of this event we are completely broke in every way. We emptied our savings, we emptied my husbands small investments, we used our vacation fund, we emptied our kids (15 and 17) college accounts. My husband sold a $10,000 guitar for next to nothing, we sold our wedding rings and anniversary band, my husband refuses to let me sell my engagement ring. He sold the 1958 Thunderbird his father left him – he never never got to drive it because it was so recent, yadda yadda yadda, you get the idea – we sold anything that had any value at all. I’m about to lose my health insurance – we owe $1194 in back premiums. If I don’t have this insurance I can’t continue to get physical and occupational therapy as well as treatment for migraines. Without it, I end up possibly qualifying for state insurance but it takes a month or two and the insurance is extremely poor in choice of doctor. Our electric bill sits at $591 and is overdue, our internet has been turned off – $100 a month for that. We use firesticks and jack the neighbors wifi, he gave us the okay. Now the big ones – Our home, we are $3300 behind. Three payments behind. We have sixteen years left of paying but we love our home. We just started looking at apartments. I’m about to lose my car – and that is the bill that comes last no matter what. I’ve never been able to afford my own car before – well I could but there was always something more important to get. My husband surprised me when he took me to a lot and the place had lined up all the cars in a price range he had set and told me to look at them, drive them around, then pick out the one I loved. I picked out my beautiful 2009 BMW I got to drive it for exactly two days before I was attacked. Doctor will not let me drive for at least another month. My husband is so devoted, and loving, he has been the only thing to make me smile. Here is the kicker, about ten years ago his mental health got really bad. He was finally diagnosed as Schizophrenic… Judge says not allowed to work, they give him insurance and pay him utter crap to not work, he hates it. He also feels like he is a financial burden on the family. He takes odd computer jobs, even less that level ones but sometimes his hallucinations get so bad that all he can do is sit in the shed or closet until they go away. Not so much the shed anymore, a “demon” lived in there was what he told me when I came out last tuesday at 330AM to see the shed fully engulfed in flames. Our tools were all neatly stacked on the tables and the grass near the house. He’s functional but just barely but the man can start a fire for sure. For that fire, we got a bill from the town that I have not even looked at, he will most likely have to go to court as well or at least until we prove money is not the motivation.

Thank you again for Reading this quick words on paper and I hope you didn’t enjoy my story but i hope you could feel a little like you know me, like you understand me I ask that if you are spiritual you add my family to your prayers. If you happen to be the iceman or something just ask for the address hahaha.

The saddest part I debated on putting in, here it goes.
So it’s december and I can see my husband is fast approaching collapse point with supporting the entire home. He goes to the kids, brings them to kitchen and sits them down. He sits with them. “boys, If you have any questions about what happened to your mother, please ask them.” he holds his hand up so the questions are on hold while he adds “but before you ask, I have a question for you “how much do you think we should spend on christmas this year? How much on you? and How much on your mother? I did not include myself because I feel this year has been too hard on us.” He used those words one other christmas, to save our Butts when he was laid off from his job 6 weeks before christmas. He looks back and forth to each of them and adds “I know you’re debating over the right thing to say, the right thing to do, and what you want for christmas.” I see why I married this man when he adds “If there is something you really wanted for christmas and you can promise me you have thought about it since last christmas and youll still be using it next christmas, then I will make sure you have it under our uh tapestry (We didn’t do christmas, we didn’t want to remember this period of time ever so there was no tree this year) come christmas morning.” He sat with is head bowed, focusing on some voice outside or down the hall, he looked like hell. He had not been sleeping for days at a time, he stopped going to counseling unless someone from his bike club was in our driveway to stand guard. He told the boys they could discuss it if they wanted but that he needed an answer shortly. He stepped outside to smoke. The boys came to me and asked what they should do and the only answer I would give them was this – you know your father, do you think he takes this lightly? Do you think he would have given you those choices if he was not ready to or have a plan in place to get the money for any thing you guys have listed there? Nope, he thinks twenty moves ahead. He’s got a plan in place for each I’m sure so just answer how you want to answer. My husband is not schizophrenia, he has an illness called schizophrenia. There is a difference.

The boys came to my husband and their father and had an answer. “Dad, we think we should take a break from Christmas this year and it’s perfectly fine with us. We have everything we want right now. What we ask for instead is that since I go to college next fall, lets have a really good family vacation next year. We want to see you and mom finally get married in the place you were originally supposed to.
My husband and I planned on getting married in New Orleans until baby number one reared his head.

“We want to visit new orleans before I go to college. Thats all.”

My husband nodded, that was that. He will do absolutely whatever is necessary to make sure our family is back on track enough to make their Christmas Wish come true. We are a grand Total of $56,313 in debt when you count medical bills. To keep our home we need $4400, to keep heat and power on about $850, and to keep my car $212. I hope I am cleared to return to work next week but dealing with all of this leave of absence stuff is a nightmare. I told the doctor that I was fine and ready to return, no accommodations. I pray every night for a phone call to say I can return. We are sinking and my husband now has a crusade to make sure our oldest gets to go to new orleans before he starts college.

So where does this leave us. Right where I began. This cousin of mine not only tried to kill me, he raped me multiple times, he beat me for fun. He gave me an extremely bad concussion, and hes getting away with it. He’s now trying his hand at psychological torture of my husband. I just want it all to end. We need plenty and we’ve never asked for help from anyone. Please help us with any amount you can. Link below. I hope none of you ever go through what I went through.

paypal.me/suckmydip

Please, Any Helps US

I never thought I’d be doing anything like this, but I am. Necessity equals Necessity

I am a 57 year old man in the Modesto Area of California who in late October of 2019 was diagnosed with Stage 4 Non Hodgkin’s Lymphoma Cancer

Up till that point, life was great. I had a good job, lots of energy etc…

Since then, cancer and everything associated with cancer has consumed me. I started treatment in November 2019 and am still being treated with the chemotherapy treatments.

Like many cancer patients, I have basically lost everything I have in order to save my life. I have depleted all of my savings and every other personal financial resource I had at my disposal.

I have been on State disability since I was diagnosed. It is helpful, but not nearly enough. I have insurance, but the deductible, copays and everything else have totally wiped me out. I just received a billing statement for $76,000 LOL. Fortunately my portion was only $3000.. But when your income is so limited $3000 seems like $76,000!

On top of that, because I depleted my FMLA and could not return to work after wards, my employer has terminated me. In other words, even if I beat cancer, I will have no job to return to

I am one of those people who have played by the rules all of their life and now have to carry a heavy, heavy weight on their back.

I am seeking people who are willing to help me out financially. Any amount that you can donate is by the grace of God, very, very, very appreciated.

My friends and family have been godsends and have done everything that they could do for me. But cancer being the insidious monster that it is, the need is still there

This is not a scam. This is just a guy who is really, really sick from cancer who desperately needs help.

I can prove who I am and prove my current life with cancer.

Anything that you can donate would be more than appreciated. Right now I am humbled by any help at all.

I know this has been long winded! But it helps to so that you don’t think this is a scam.

I have also set up a PayPal account that will allow you to donate that way as well if you prefer.

https://www.paypal.me/oakdaledude

Thanks alot for reading.

First of all, thanks for taking the time to even read this and consider.

I am a church worship pastor and my wife is a school teacher.  Our family has been blessed in so many ways, and I don’t post this request without acknowledging that there are plenty of others on this website that undoubtedly have much greater need than we do.  Nevertheless, we are in a place where we need a little extra income, and I have not yet figured out a good way to meet this need.  So I decided it could not hurt to let the need be known and see if someone out there might choose to be so kind as to share a blessing with us.

My wife and I have been married for nearly 23 years.  We have a very strong, healthy marriage and consider ourselves to be very blessed.  We have a decent home, good places to work, and even what we consider to be good salaries.  Anyone who knows about our two professions knows that we certainly don’t make a ton of money – yet we also know there are professions that make less.  So we are grateful that God has taken care of us.

Four years ago we adopted three sibling children from another country.  They came from a life of poverty, as well as horrible physical and sexual abuse.  Adopting them was not only an opportunity for us to provide a safe, caring life for three kids, but it has been the greatest joy of our lives to become a family. They are wonderful creations of God that have changed our lives in so many amazing ways.   Yet, as you would imagine, adding three more lives into a household also changes things financially.  Over the last four years, things have been a little more challenging for us from month to month, with the additional expenses of providing for all of the kid’s needs.  We have been able to make some lifestyle changes, adjust some spending, and for the most part make everything work.

However, in the past eight months or so, we have had several unexpected things arise that have caused us to go into some debt, which we try hard not to do.  This past spring we experienced unusually heavy rains where we live, and our finished basement flooded.  The flooding was bad enough that we had to pay a water damage restoration company to help us. Our entire basement had to be emptied and dried out, the carpet had to be ripped out and replaced, and we had to pay for some foundation repair and sump pump installation to be done.  Then, just a couple months later, one of our vehicles had some unexpected repair work needed, to the tune of several thousand dollars.  These items, plus an array of small items that add up, caused us to run up some debt that we are still in the process of trying to pay off.

Now it is early 2020 and, in addition to still trying to catch up from the items mentioned above, we are facing the need for minor surgeries for two of our children. Each of the medical issues are somewhat private so I will not disclose the specifics… But after consultations with doctors at a highly respected children’s hospital, we have determined it is best to proceed sooner than later.  Therefore, both of our children are having their procedures later this month.  We have insurance coverage to help with these procedures, but we will be responsible for a $5000 deductible.  This is not something we have on hand, and therefore will have to add this to our existing debt load.

I have spent hours researching ways I might try to make some additional income to help with our unexpected needs.  However, it has proven nearly impossible to find a source of extra work that works for me.  My position at the church is full time and then some (ministry often requires extra evenings, working on days off, etc).  I work very, very hard and simply do not have much free time to take on another job.  In addition, I am not willing to take an evening second job and end up never being home.  My role as a husband and father is far too important for me to do that.  I have applied for some work that I can do one day per week (on my usual day off) that will hopefully help a little.  But honestly, right now I just haven’t come up with any other way to catch up then to ask for some help.

So, how do I summarize my request?  Simply by saying this… I am a committed husband and father who works hard to take care of his family, and who simply has hit a stretch of our lives where we have some unexpected needs I can’t figure out how to take care of.  If there is someone who reads this and who would feel led to extend a blessing to our family by helping us with any portion of the $5000 medical expense, we would be beyond grateful. Our prayer would be that God would not only bless our family in this way, but would pour out His blessings back on the donor many times over.

Once again, thank you for even taking the time to read and consider.

PayPal me: https://paypal.me/leesis

A few months ago, I ended my relationship with someone who I had known since I was 13, and was my high school sweetheart. He held me, hostage in my apartment, abused, and sexually assaulted me for three days straight during his mania (To recap: He’s an alcoholic and had a problem with weed. Shortly before the end of this, I found out from his mom that he was bipolar, has depression, and has schizophrenia. I want to make it clear that I didn’t find out all of this until after he moved in). It took two calls to the police before they finally arrested him, and I’m so thankful my neighbor took my note seriously and called the 2nd time police. I’m disgusted when I watched the Ring doorbell video were he fist-bumped the two male police officers the FIRST time I called, and it only made him bolder.

Since then, I have been struggling to get through each day. IF I sleep, I have night terrors, but usually, I’m up at night pacing back and forth. Not to mention randomly balling my eyes out in public.

My left hand was broken and I still have ligament damage that is slowly/painfully healing. Most of the bruises are going away. I ask for help because I was let go from my part-time job (I do have a full-time job still but it isn’t enough and my mental state is often challenged working there since this occurred) that helps with my finances because I don’t have a fully functioning hand.