My world came crashing down on May 14 2024. My day started off great as it was my day off.  Around 1:30 pm I had tightness in my chest. Next thing I know I’m on the floor at home.  My husband call 911.
After that it’s fleeting moments.
The ambulance ride, the hospital personnel removing my clothes quickly. Removing my jewelry and fighting to get my necklace to release. That was the last thing I remember till I woke up in ICU four days later.  I had had a major heart attack. Died on the table as I was told later. But as I came around I couldn’t feel my right leg and foot from the knee down.
I woke up from the heart attack but found I have neuropathy in my right leg. It has been a long road of pain in my foot that never goes away. Many different doctors and so many test and still don’t feel my foot. Yet, the pain continues.  I can’t drive, I can’t work as my job you are on your feet all day. I can’t be on my feet for long periods of time as the pain gets worse. I can’t sit in a chair with my feet down for long periods. Needing to prop up my foot won’t work at my job. My household bills have piled up. My social security is less than $1000 a month. That does not go far. Mine and my husband’s social security is not enough.
Trying to keep up on property taxes, electric, gas, homeowners insurance, credit cards that have all been cancelled. Medications co pays have gone way up. It’s like taking one step forward and knocked back five paces. For the last couple of months I have had such fear as the power and or gas will be shut off. I’m constantly watching the street when I hear vehicles go by. Looking to see if they are turning me off. I have so much stress. I don’t sleep well at night. I just wish I could get my life back. I know it will never be the same. I never in my life thought I would be asking, begging for financial help from strangers. I have always been the one helping others. I’m not use to being the one asking for help. Anything that you can give I would be ever so grateful.
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Thanks for reading my plea!

I’m requesting $1500 to cover the various necessities while I wait for someone to hire me. PayPal link at the bottom.

Donations of any size will genuinely restore my faith in humanity.

If I can’t find work this month, I will create an ongoing request here or elsewhere for a monthly wage in exchange for picking up trash, in lieu of a traditional job.

I’m not sure how much anyone wants to hear my sob story but I’m willing to try to tell it as of lately. Sorry it’s going to end up being a novel. I haven’t had anyone to talk to in years and have the type of problems that the therapy available only makes worse.

I’m an intelligent hard worker with a variety of low-paying but translatable skills. I’m not sure what more I can do be hired somewhere. I’m already writing eloquent cover letters, dripping with desperation for custodial positions at the truck stop/Wendy’s. And being turned down to pick up the trash that blows away from the dump.

I live hand-to-mouth, paycheck to paycheck. My expenses are minimal because I live in a van and my only family is a cat. This month though, I have to renew my drivers license and registration which has really added to the pressure.

I suffered what should’ve been a treatable injury to my wrist in September, in Oregon, USA. I’m poor though so my options for care are limited to an MRI by springtime. I was a dedicated, heavily invested, 38 year old whitewater raft guide so now this is a life-changing injury.

Where I was in Oregon is cloudy, cold and wet almost every day in the winter so my solar panels couldn’t charge my batteries, in fact I was so desperate to use lights or charge my phone for work or distraction that I let those conditions damage my solar batteries permanently. Not for lack of effort though. By December I attempted to buy something that would plug in to the equipment that I ready have and use my van’s engine to charge my solar batteries when I drive. The “reputable” international company I purchased the gear from was so incompetent that I had to purchase it twice and in the end never received it nor was refunded and had to go through my bank’s fraud department. So many hours on the phone and of providing documentation of a confusing situation this company created. Merry Christmas to me!

So I’m sitting in the dark, in Oregon, injured more seriously than ever before in my life, climbing on my snowy van’s slippery roof at least once a week to move propane around to supply my heat. It’s suggested to me that, I could just go south to wait for MRI. South from Oregon generally has significantly more sun, less precipitation which alone would improve the quality of my life.

So I take care of what little business I had in Oregon and drove until the weather suited me. At which time my van broke down.

I guess it’s lucky I didn’t break down sooner. The weather here is better.

I took my van to the only place open on a Saturday. The entire experience was unbelievable but here are the highlights. When receiving a quote for the repair, I asked the manager to please let me know if anything changes because, well, I’m poor. He assured me he wouldn’t spend my money without telling me. I asked how did this dangerous problem happen to my van so I can avoid it better in the future? The manager and mechanics spent five days telling me I have nothing to worry about, they’re going to take care of me.

Then, on the manager’s day off, they finish with my van. The poor guy stuck giving me the bill knows all of the prior events and apologizes. The manager told him to charge me $750 more. They didn’t even have real reasons for the additional charges.

Cool.

I get in my van and the root cause of the problem is not fixed. Guaranteeing that eventually this dangerous break down event that occurred will happen again. The necessary  part to fix it cost less than $10.

After being robbed at the register, I didn’t bother to go back inside and bring it up. They obviously don’t care, they already had all my money. And there was no more money to give them. I’ll just try to never drive this vehicle that is my house and is not allowed to be anywhere for an extended period of time since I don’t own land or have money for a campsite. And living in fear of the consequences of driving my only form of transportation is just a new fun part of my life.

Cool.

So now I’m stuck Arizona, USA. Because I live in a van, everything that requires providing an address is difficult. I don’t even know what address to use to renew my license and registration. Additionally, I don’t have an address for food stamps or Medicaid.

Which is special, because I pay for an annual digital mail service that provides me with an address to receive mail. But PO Boxes aren’t residences so it’s difficult to force the computer or convince a person to accept one when you need to deserve things like food, shelter, and healthcare.

I’m doing my best but everything is so pointless. The harder I work it seems like the less I get for my efforts. And people are so regularly willing to do worse things to me than I would ever do to anyone. People have taught me that my only role is to let people exploit and abuse me or they’ll punish me for existing near them. I’m also required to maintain a positive attitude about this or else, definitely, there’s a chemical imbalance in my head that no doctor will ever check for, they just know that no one could ever be displeased in world that is simply not for them.

I’ll stop now, sorry for the word vomit.

Those who are able to, please share what you can.

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Hello, I’d like to start this by saying I’ve never wanted to spend more on my credit than I needed. However I was manipulating the due dates to stretch money here and there. I’ve been on my own since 17 and just now have opened credit so that I could qualify for an apartment. I used to get approved easily with no credit because places were willing to take the bigger deposit. Now that’s not the case. I was couch surfing for a couple months, so grateful for the people that helped in those times. And I made sure to do right by them. At the time i was working as a miner so the money was good but my mental not so much. My schedule would switch for 6 day weeks and 7 days weekly. 12 hour shifts. I honestly felt it was nice job. I liked being physical, I like being able to buy groceries and gas for those I was staying with while also doing the same for myself. But I could not continue to work there when the work is made for a 6 man crew and I was the only one there for 4 months. Training people just to leave. With all that I’d still say I liked that job over any other I had. I felt like it was more fulfilling. I do not support consumerism. It’s truly disheartening seeing how we in America are looked at as just people to squeeze money out of. I’ve felt this way from a very young age coming from a poor family. I lived in; not a full tool shed. Half of a tool shed up until I was 7 and in that time I almost lost my life. Sleeping on the floor in my sleeping bag at the age of 5. I was stung by a scorpion on the neck. Foaming at the mouth and convulsing I just remember my mom screaming carrying me out trying to find a phone to call the ambulance and then waking up realizing I missed a couple days of my life as opposed to all of them. It really made me conscious. So never having money and seeing distressed clothing going for hundreds of dollars while 2 thousand pieces of clothing are thrown out per second in the u.s.  I say this to further cement the dread of my next job. Amazon. This is the birth of fast everything. Which leads to the normalization of buying things. But it doesn’t stop there. This company has built itself to the point where it can buy the manufacturing or licensing of the product their supposed to only deliver. Why? Many reasons but let’s say they see a product doing well. Well they do the research as to why. And in that research they find out they’re only doing good on Amazon. Nobody is making the effort to buy them in person. Well that must mean they’re losing money on being able to hold their stock at Walmart. So let’s employ people to but it off the shelf when it goes on discount then sell it for more. I really could go on but I’m here begin for money so please allow to go back. I reluctantly became an Amazon delivery driver with it being the highest paying intro job at the time and then promising 40 hour work weeks and overtime possible which I’ve become accustomed to. Well after 2 peak seasons I had only gotten 10 hours of overtime. Then barely got 36 hours regularly if I even got to work my full week. At a restaurant there are a set number of employees so on a given shift if someone calls out it can be a struggle finding someone to cover. A unfortunate issue but Amazon has a solution. Have 16 extra people show up to work as if they would be working and if someone doesn’t show up then they can work. Other than that they don’t have a route and we knew this before you left your house. Wasting time and gas to not work is horrible. No compensation and no assurance that it won’t happen again. But this is a normal practice for Amazon. But now I do not have the honor to even be put as an “extra” because I was let go in response to even less routes. Why is there less routes? Because our warehouse doesn’t have enough employees to fulfill orders in time. Sometimes having to pick up packages at other warehouses. But before being let go I was asked by a friend for some financial help. And thinking I was going to still be getting paid this month I have him 1200 dollars making sure he gave me his word I would get it back from him within 2 weeks because he assured he would. He did not. My friend is recently have had cancerous growths being found in his foot and have had cancer battles in his past and successful surgeries on his back. Well with being out 1200 I wasn’t able to continue my credit stretching and had to even ask for my money myself from an ex to pay for my rent. And I wasn’t aware it was also her credit so I’m fine with the interest on my credit but definitely not hers. I could not do that to her. So I’m selling things trying to scrounge up enough. I need 700 more for her credit and now a lot more on mine. I’ve been trying to get myself to a point where I can be my own boss and it looked close but not it’s starting to feel so far. I want to make healthy food for my community who stuggles on a nationally recognized level of diabetes. I want to upscale thirties clothes for the children in my community whos parents can’t afford new clothes like how mine couldn’t. For the kids who want to dress how they want I wanted. I want to educate my community of practices of the companies they probably wouldn’t support if they knew. I do not want this to grow into something I can’t handle. I knew I should have stayed away from this credit stuff. I’m totally fine and used to being broke. Completely broke and starving that is nothing new to me. But I do not want to owe and stay in debt. 5k would be amazing to squash my expenses and have enough to pay for ingredients or supplies I can use to sell and make more until I get another job but to me thinking people would give such an amount is unbelievable. So I beg if you’re that person, please help me.

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My name is Teresa. I’m 56 years old and have been through so much pain and suffering that I’m honestly surprised I’m still alive. I was married to a man for 20 years that started off being a good husband, father, and provider, but he let alcohol take over his life and one day decided he didn’t want to work anymore and started receiving disability. He became someone I didn’t know. Verbal abuse and physical abuse to me and my children until one day he had a massive stroke. After caring for him for over a year that’s all I could take of the abuse so I divorced him. I have been working for almost 4 years in management at a grocery store and ended up having to give up my job to care for him after the stroke. After divorce I went back to work in a different field. I struggled everyday trying to work pay all the bills by myself and take care of two teenagers. It was very hard trying to make ends meet. I’m at another man and started dating him. Early on in the relationship between the alcoholism and the physical abuse I ended up losing my job because I couldn’t make it to work with the black eyes and the busted lips and bruises. I couldn’t afford where I was living not to mention the bad memories from the marriage that I just got out of. So I ended up selling the place I was living and moving away for a few years. Sometimes there was good times but most of time everyday was a fight or an argument. I did try to go back to work even with my mindset of either being beaten, staying up all night because I could not sleep with the fighting and the arguing constantly. Then one night in the middle of the regular arguments, he grabbed me by my throat and choked me till I was almost unconscious, then he picked me up by my throat and slammed my body on top of a wooden coffee table almost breaking my back. I ended up going to the emergency room a few weeks later from some other complications that I thought was my digestive system or something. But turns out I had a blow to my kidney when I went through that coffee table, and after test and scans we’re ran on my organs a tumor was found in my right kidney. It was renal cell carcinoma a very rapid spreading type of cancer. It took me 6 months to be able to come up with the money to get an MRI, only to find out that there really wasn’t any treatment options, so I opted to have the entire kidney removed. After surgery a scan was done and a second tumor was found in my left kidney. That was in 2019. I had my surgery in 2020, and since July of 2020 I have been out of work, the first year was a healing process from the surgery. But after that is when I started getting accused of mooching and free loading off of the man that told me not to go back to work until I got my health right.I eventually broke up with him  and I was left alone with no income no transportation no way to get to work pay my bills, I had nothing but an old mobile home that didn’t belong to me that I was supposed to be renting but I never could afford to pay the rent because I could not get a job and hadn’t no income whatsoever. But I struggled and strived the best way I knew how, asking for churches to help me with my bills, food pantries so I have enough food to to last through the month because my youngest son was still living at home. He tried his best to help me when he could. He was doing all that he could to try to help me but he was in the same boat with no transportation and that made it hard because where we live there’s nothing around us for miles except a little convenience store, a tire shop, a Dollar general that had just opened and that was about it. But in August of 2023 my world came crashing down, my son went to Houston to visit his children before they went back to school, got into an altercation with some of his family members from his dad’s side, and one of them shot and killed him. I don’t know how I’ve even survived the loss of my youngest child. It’s the worst pain that I’ve ever felt in my entire life. Since then I’ve been completely alone, struggling to just keep my utilities on. But my water has been turned off because the well that supplied my house was shut down by the new owners. So I have not had running water to my house in 2 years. I’ve kept my electricity tried to keep my phone on I did get food stamps so that does help me through the month. But I have contacted churches, charity organizations, community action, even when it’s far as to contact the news channel trying to get someone to help me pay the money to have a meter installed so I could have running water again. And no one has helped me so I am still living out of jugs. I was going to move and I’ll put a lot of my things in storage, and then the move fell through and I can’t keep up with everything so I’m about to lose my storage unit, which has my son that passed away, all of his things are stored in there. And it was due on the 1st of February and I have no money to pay it. Last Wednesday my electricity was disconnected for the first time. And I lived without lights for 5 days. Staying in this dark trailer with no electric, no heater ,freezing, until I finally was able to get a few places to help me pay it and get it turned back on. I have been doing everything in my power that I know to do to buy a car. Yes I have applied for disability but I’ve been turned down or denied three times since 2019. And I can’t just keep sitting here waiting for something that doesn’t seem like it’s ever going to come. I need a car. My car was stolen and totaled and sold for junk. The second car that I had just bought probably didn’t drive it 10 times, and I was trying to get the insurance to get it registered, and someone in the neighborhood got angry with me because I threatened to call the police on them for bringing stolen stuff on my property, so he destroyed it by putting water in my oil causing the engine to lock up. So that’s another one that had to be sold for junk. I’m asking or I’m begging, or someone to help me with enough money to catch my bills up, buy me a car, something that’ll just get me back and forth to work that’s all I’m asking. I want to go back to work. I have to go back to work. If I don’t get a vehicle and get a job and start earning income again I’m going to end up losing everything I’ve got. Including where I live and I’m going to end up on the streets with nothing. I have begged, pleaded, I have applied for loans, tried to get a car donated through the websites, and nothing has happened for me. I know I have cancer and I know there are times when I get pretty sick. But I want to work, I love to work, I worked my entire life until I got diagnosed with cancer. And I know I need to work it’s the only way I’m going to be able to keep a roof over my head and be able to pay my bills and try to move on with my life. And then I can start thinking about what I’m going to do about the cancer when the time comes. I don’t like asking anyone for anything because I’ve never had to ask for anything ,I’ve always been independent, and I’ve always worked since I was 16 years old. I hope people see this and read this and can find it in their hearts to help me. If not I don’t know what I’m going to do. There really isn’t much that I can do. This is my last resort. If I can’t get help to help myself, then I can’t see any reason to even try to go on. I want to live life, but I have to have a life to live. I put down $3,000 as an amount that I need. That would help me get me a car, get the meter installed for my water, and catch my storage payment up before I lose it, and have money for insurance and gas money so I can get a job.

 

• Over the course of the past 16 years, I’ve finally managed to get myself, my wife, and our 5 daughters into a place we can forever call home. Our mortgage was reasonable and we could afford it. Fast forward 9 months and our insurance company goes out of business (managed by escrow). Since the company went out of business, there was no refund of “unused funds” for loss of coverage. My mortgage company then found another insurance policy. The policy was incredibly high, more than 600% of my original policy. This added an additional $800/mo due with mortgage payment for this insurance.
• For obvious reasons, I had found my own insurance company All State. Ended up getting a good deal on a car/home bundle. It felt like I was finally beginning to the light at the end of the tunnel. Then, All State sends someone to look at my property in fall (as leaves are falling off of trees). Naturally there were some leaves that hung on to our gutters and they took pictures and canceled my policy. When I was notified of this the leaves had already been removed,  sent pictures, the same day, and they still continued with the cancelation, but promised to give me the same insurance at the same rate. They cut me a check for $3,300 and requested for me to hold on to it. I did. When they called they needed $4,700 to reinstate my policy and continue coverage for the remainder 10 months. So now I owe the obnoxiously high mortgage + monthly payments on homeowners insurance, because I didnt have the $4,700, I had their $3,300, and nothing more. So I’m stuck with $450/mo homeowners insurance, plus $2,400 for mortgage.
• Then the big thing happened. Our van blew the engine with less than 100 miles past warranty coverage. (Still owed 17k), so I had to return the vehical to the lot and they helped me get into another suv suitable for our size family. So now my payments are $1060/mo for a vehical (from being upside down on previous loan) for the next 72months. Plus my credit cards maxed out.
• My family has taken the hit from all of this, after food and bills, I’m left with nothing, that’s after working 12-13 hours for 5 days usually totaling 64 hours a week. I’m in so far over my head and have no idea how to move forward and get back on top. I’ve already canceled every subscription to help, we’ve chained our food to mostly chicken (cheapest meat) and don’t qualify for any government help. With inflation I’m absolutely stuck. My homeowners insurance policy and vehical paid off would be a life changer for our family. Please help us, God bless.
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