Four years ago I became a dad, was married, had a house, and a new truck. Was working two jobs as well as being a part time student at a tech school for criminal justice while splitting the responsibilities of being a new parent. During that time my wife and I started to drift apart. My second job that I had worked for a couple years was at a bar, I worked Friday and Saturday nights as a bouncer. With all of the stress at home, instead of work it became more of a release or break. I got wrapped up in the lifestyle and fell nothing short of an alcoholic. My wife wanted to leave me, she did. There was no warning. She was seeing someone she met at work for some time. I lost my home, my son for a brief period that seemed like an eternity. I lost just about everything else I’d worked so hard to have. During this time I got into a lot of trouble with the police. I made many mistakes and would love the opportunity to hit the reset button so to speak. I rolled my new truck 5 times on a gravel road going about 50 mph, i had been drinking heavily. I had a passenger who walked away with a scratch. I was cut up pretty good but no serious injuries. I drove the damaged truck eleven miles where it ran out of gas a block away from my apartment. Was swarmed by police. That was my 2nd owi, which made me a felon, causing injury owi modifier. A couple months prior I got my first from my ex wife calling the police on me. I was at her house knocking on the door in the middle of the night asking who’s car was parked out front. I was there for about 30 seconds and left. She called saying I was driving drunk with my infant son and that I was there to kill her. She also said I had a gun. I was only guilty of driving under the influence. I was very distraught and had no intention of hurting her, whoever she was with on the other hand.. And that’s just me being honest, that was my feeling at the time. Things are different now. I got a domestic abuse and disorderly conduct along with my 1st owi. I was surrounded and held at gunpoint by 15 officer’s. There went my criminal justice degree. After my owi’s I fell into a deep depression I lost my full time job that I’d held for some years. I wasn’t able to have or even see my son. I got him back 50/50 placement and custody. I was a great dad and was so proud. He’s 4 now. I missed his last birthday in July. It breaks my heart. I never wanted to miss anything like that. My parents were never around. Luckily my grandparents were there. That’s what happened, this is now. My depression never went away. I spent some time in mental health after trying to take my life. I learned a very valuable lesson and there’s a scare the entire width of my right wrist to remind me. I’ve been sober for three years now. I see a psychiatrist/counselor. I haven’t been in trouble with law enforcement since I quit drinking. But now I can’t seem to get back in the swing of things. I haven’t been able to hold a steady job. My savings are depleted. I’ve had to borrow money from everyone I could’ve borrowed from. I can’t do hard physical labor like I had in the past because my right hand doesn’t work properly with a cut tendon. I’ve sold all valuables. And have pawned all of my tools which was my main source of income. What I want most of all is to get my tools back from the pawn store and start taking on handyman jobs I was once very good at doing. I don’t want money for my bills. I want to work and hold my own. But I want to repay everyone that’s helped me and some that I think have given up on me. My Aunt Bethel is first on my list. I feel so horrible asking her for help. I want to pay her back that is the most important thing I could do, it would mean the world to me and to her I’m sure. I’m praying my son will have me back in his life. He needs me and I know it. I’m honestly just a coward. I haven’t been able to face him. I can’t have him see me so worn thin. I will be better one day. I will be the father he deserves. I just need a little help. I don’t want to let anyone down anymore. I live in a little town, work is 15 minutes away by vehicle which I don’t have. And I’m now eligible for my occupational license which is very exciting. But that costs money aswell. I feel kind of lowly asking for money like this but it almost seems like it’s my last option. I will continue to do what I can and I won’t ever give up like I had in the past. But a little help would go a long way. A push in the right direction. Thank you for taking the time to read this. My name is Austin. I’m asking for help
I’d like to start by saying this type of platform is something that I didn’t even realize existed and if there are people here that actually help in the ways that I have recently come to discover, then god bless them (you) and I pray there is a chance that my story compels someone to help turn my life back to the light, as Im shrouded in a rain cloud right now and im having a very difficult time finding my way out.
I have always been the hardest working guy on the job, no matter what the job is, and I still try to set the bar at work to this day. I also try to set an example outside of work. Although lately, the last several months, I’ve been in a funk and not myself at all. I know the people close to me have noticed because the regular people that I keep close to me aren’t so close anymore. I’ve begun to recluse. Shut off from the world. Essentially, I suppose I had given up or given in to the hardships that aligned with my life. That was in the beginning of the fall. I have a goal now, not feeling so lost and out of place anymore, as much as I’m feeling anxious to start out rebuilding my life. I need help to bring my vision to fruition. I know I will succeed again and get my daughter back in my life for good if I can just get a boost to get me back up on my feet again, first.
I’m Chris, I’m 38 years old, a journeyman pipefitter of 15 years, by trade, accruing most of my hours all over the country and recently been working in the plumbing field as an apprentice as I moved back home and stayed planted after my daughter was born. This was to give her a life with family just around the corner and a stable upbringing where I enjoyed my childhood, the great PNW. I work every day most weeks, with the exception of Sundays off. Now, you may be asking why I am working as an apprentice when I am a skilled journeyman in another trade? Well, about 2 years ago I was working with a young man that I called my protege, a man I considered a close friend, building heat exchangers in his garage for a successful, local cannabis company. We had a contract for several units to be welded/fabricated from the ground up. We worked up the design and fabrication for maximum efficiency. The work was good work. Meticulous but not overbearing. Kept me comfortable and able to provide for the two of us, my daughter and myself. It was great, working for ourselves essentially. I would bring my daughter to our shop and show her what daddy did for work, which she loved to do so much. She would get so excited when I told her she gets to come to help me at work. I miss that a lot. Teaching her and just being a father. She was living with me for most of the week. I shared custody with my ex as we just couldn’t seem to make things work when she hit her early 20’s (party age), was able to have some time away from our child as she grew older and was able to be watched by daycare or other family, and my ex fell into the party scene that she wasn’t able to experience the 3 years prior as a new mother. She is 10 yrs younger than me. Nonetheless, I had my baby girl most of the time and loved it. Baby mom worked at a local bar 4 or 5 nights a week and partied after work on top of that. Not my ideal motherly figure at the time, but she has grown out of that since. So at the time my daughter needed me there as much as possible. It was a near perfect situation given the circumstances.
Fast forward a few months. I end up dropping a couple gears in my transmission (04 Silverado). So I take it over to a friend’s house where he agreed to let me store it while I got the money together to fix it. Well that was about a 3 week turn around and when I went back for the truck, with parts, my truck was gone. There was a divorce going on I didn’t know about between my friend and his wife, and while he went off to counseling out of state, his wife decided to just give my truck away as she was selling the house and clearing the property. This was a rude awakening. So now my truck is gone, I’m not able to have my daughter as much because of my lack of transportation, and now her mother has found some new guy that wants to be her hero and deliver her back to where I actually found her, where we met, a little town in South East Texas. So I’m informed by her that she’s leaving in 2 weeks with my daughter and there is nothing I can do to stop her. I didn’t go to the courts because the walls were caving in on me and I didn’t feel I would have a case because I wasn’t with vehicle and I had also just got told I needed to find another place to stay because my cousin and roommate, who lived at his mom’s (my aunt’s) had set the house on fire accidentally and it was going to be condemned because of smoke damage and a move back in would be pending until further notice. Great.
Now I have no ride, I’m homeless and losing my family half a country away. Well there’s more. The good friend I mentioned earlier, that I was working with, ended up having a secret drug problem, that in turn, ruined his marriage and he and his wife were moving to Arizona to try and salvage what was left. There goes my job. And to make matters more convoluted, all my tools, 2 tool boxes full, plus welding machine, argon bottle, bottle cart, many custom tools specific to my trade, tools that I had been handed down by fellow tradesman, family (my dad is a pipefitter also) and tools that I have bought over the years. All locked in the garage belonging to my friend, who took a trip to Arizona with his wife to look at houses, for a month. So, he eventually came back and that’s when I attempted to get my tools back from him. He said they were in storage buried by all his house things that were packed in the unit after my tools and I needed to wait until they took their stuff to Arizona, at which point the unit would be empty of his things and my tools able to be retrieved. Well he lied and actually screwed me around giving me incorrect unit information and gate key code info as well. Then he wouldn’t answer my calls so I couldn’t get to my tools and therefore couldn’t work in my field without them. I had to hunt the location and the unit, which I found. Then buy a unit to get my own gate key code, to gain access to the facility’s. After all that, I found out that he stopped paying the rent on the unit before getting his things out and also was selling my tools behind my back to feed his drug habit, which explains why he gave me the run around because once I opened my tool box I would notice that the most valuable tools were gone. So now my remaining tools that he hadn’t sold off are all about to be auctioned off to the highest bidder, because his default on payments had reached the point of no return, and I didn’t have time to come up with the money to save them from being auctioned. My livelihood and life’s work to that point was gone, I lost everything.
So I’m without a job, my truck, that was paid off I might add, my tools, my home, and my family, all within the span of 2 months. I fell into a dark depression when I faced the reality that I was helpless and losing my daughter. That’s what really killed me the most. We were best friends. And I loved more than anything being her Dad. And I miss her so much. I currently haven’t seen her for 2 years now. Haven’t been able to fully recover from everything, I’m living in a tent on my bosses property. I was living in my car before that with my girlfriend at the time, whom I fully supported financially as her family was nothing like a family to her and I could not let her go through that feeling like she had nobody. Yes I know I couldn’t even take care of myself let alone another person but I have always been the type to give the shirt off my back even if I didn’t have another. I was always able to figure it out. The occupancy in the car wasn’t too bad as it was an suv and I set up a bed in the back as the seats folded down. Now this may be hard to believe but I ended up getting car jacked in a grocery store parking lot a couple months ago. She was with me when that happened, and I think it was all to much for her because now we aren’t together anymore. She claims that she left me for someone else because I couldn’t provide for her the way that she needed to be provided for.
Now, I am traversing new territory, as I’m the one seeking, and in desperate need of help. Usually I am the one offering it up. My grandmother always taught me to give without expecting anything in return and you will live a gratified life. I always tried to follow her lead when it came to life and how to live it. She was a pillar in our family, wise and full of love for everyone, always. She just passed away 2 weeks ago. I try to think about what she would advise me to do regarding the state my life is in at the moment, and i think she would tell me to ask for help. Reach out to humanity and have faith that it is still good and there is hope and love left in this world. I believe she is right, and I do have faith I will find it. I just want to wipe the slate clean and go to my daughter. She needs her dad. I am in a much better head space now and feel like I need to go to her, whatever it takes. Given my skills in the trades and contacts, I could easily get a job on the road, pipefitting, again. Like I used to do before Jade was born. Jade is my daughter’s name. So in order to do so I would need another truck, a tool box, all new tools of my trade, new wardrobe, and money to get me a out on the road and on my way to Texas to reunite with my baby and start a new chapter in my life and a new chapter for my family as well. Jade is my only child. My legacy, and we have a lot more to do before that book is written. So all together I would estimate I need around $15,000 – $20,000. I would like to purchase a travel trailer also to stay in as I work my way down south to Texas, and also stay in once I arrived in Texas. I assume I will need a little time to find a job down there once I arrive. With the continued streak of hardships I have endured, it has been very difficult to be myself. I am usually a very positively driven mind, optimistic in nature. Lately, I seem to be just the opposite and I need a blessing to help me shed the negativity and a wave to ride to my goal of reuniting with my baby. Any help would be amazing and more than I could ask of anyone that were to send it. And I thank you taking the time to read what I’ve written. It is a lot to put on paper, and really it’s just the cliff notes to the full story of the past couple years, but it is the truth in the rawest form. From my heart, traversed through my thumbs, into my phone and here to you now, sincerely. Obviously there are many parts to my story that could be expanded on, but I felt it would only take up more of your time, which I consider to be very valuable in its own right. Thank you for you’re consideration. I will leave my information below in order for you to donate at your will. Thank you once again.
Hi, I don’t do this.. I’ve never done this, but right now I am so lost on what to do and I know there is kindness in strangers.
Do you ever just have a spiral of bad luck? I wont give a sob story but I’ll give a story, hopefully not too boring.
So July 2021 my best friend and support of 12 years passed away a beautiful golden short hair German shepherd, in 2017 I met someone and was able to give her the family I always wanted her to have. In December 2021 I introduced a new member into the family so the kids could grow up always having a best friend. Buddy the german shepherd.
We had our ups and down as a family but over 4 years I raised my partners little girl from 6 months old and we had our own daughter (born on my birthday!). Due to bad mental health ranging from many things my partner felt it best to part ways atleast for awhile. This was 6 months ago.
From my old dog passing and my partner leaving nothing has gone right.
●The car I had on finance was no longer affordable, nothing but problems between the company, it’s now with financial ombudsman about multiple ignored complaints at the start of the contract.
● Since my partner left this property I’ve been told I’m unable to carry on the tenancy and will be relocated to a smaller flat. (She has already moved house and from the 19th September 2022 the rent here is in my name and it is just not affordable)
● I have not been sleeping well and have been late for work multiple times reducing my actual income (I’m lucky it’s my dads business or I probably wouldn’t even have a job right now)
● A couple of weeks ago my washer broke and flooded the kitchen.
●A few days after the glass on my oven shattered, already without a working grill, I can now only use the hob, but struggle to find foods my almost 2 year old daughter will eat done in a pan haha
● My car finance imobilised my car for missed payments about a month ago. On the 25 sept 2022 I cancelled the insurance on the 26 sept 2022 they were meant to pick it up, on the 28 sept 2022 the cars down the street had been brutally vandalised. I have no clue where i stand with this right now, awaiting response from finance company.
●I’m pretty sure I’m depressed and cant handle much more tbh I dont really want to go back there but it just seems that absolutely everything is money.
Its mine and my daughters birthday on the 17th October and I feel so ashamed in myself that I cant afford to treat her. I live in hull and we have the biggest travelling fun fair in Europe meet up here for 1 week, I cant afford to take her there next week. I am still good with my ex partner I still love her and her daughter just as much as my own and I’m struggling to help and support them how I should be able too.
Buddy the dog, the most cuddly nicest dog ever. Destroys anything and everything while I’m at work, everyday since my partner left as she was always home during the days. The last thing I want to do is get rid of him I’ve never gone that route and after much fighting off the thought. Coming home every single day to carnage is not doing my mental any favours. Honestly there will be nothing for him! And he’ll find something! I know leaving him isnt fair on him and I just want the best solution which could be another family to love him like he deserves but I hate been alone haha!
I’m so lost with everything! So much on my mind I cant prioritise anything.
I forgot what I was writing about, felt good to get some things out haha.
I dont know what to expect but long story short I am struggling so much right now and anything and everything will be appreciated and put to good use be it on my daughter, new flat and utilities or helping ease the cost of what I have coming from the finance company and the repairs. Hopefully the financial ombudsman can help there as I should never have been sold the car on my limit as soon as my partner left it become unaffordable real quick.
Anyway I hope it wasnt too boring. I appreciate everyone here. Thanks for reading.
This is the most long shot request I have ever made in my life, which perhaps perfectly displays my level of desperation here. I found this website after being denied a personal loan just to clear my living expenses for the next 6 weeks before my next measly paycheck is deposited.
I so much want to show a photo of my beautiful daughter and I but am too embarrassed. The humiliation continues when I was searching for a photo in my laptop’s photo library. I was going to show the soles of my feet! However, being the amateur photographer, AND not-too-savvy tech guy, I do not know how to reduce a 2 MB picture to 0.5 MB that Begging Money requires.
The bond that daughter-father for me is incredible every moment we have had for the last 5 years since the divorce. She recently offered to massage my feet and took the photo with left foot untouched and her skills displayed on the right foot were not just noticeable, but remarkable in that this foot session was so random. I told a relative, (with no deep pockets; as most of my relative status is), and that relative brought back memories of my childhood taking care of my now-deceased father’s feet over 50 years ago! So, my daughter just randomly does this? It was a spiritual moment that somebody out there might relate to?
She must have commiserated that since this summer was physically devastating for me. The elementary child knew of my temporary disability of plantar fasciitis was not just physically painful, but emotionally added to my downfall as the second “gig” job I would do over summer was cancelled. Additional direct hits to my financial well-being, after being fully vaccinated, I got COVID! That illness was over-rated as I recovered easily since I am an avid athlete. There are not too many older Dads out there who do marathons when younger, and now just walking obsessively 10-mile days?
I do not have any other bad habits to prevent me from being gainfully employed: smoking, drinking, etc.
Anyway, I am requesting financial help to get my rent and living expenses paid on-time next month. My ego is hurt since paying off my credit cards for the past 3 years with a debt consolidation firm is going too slowly, and I cannot qualify for those pre-approved junk mail offers that visit my mailbox, weekly. I am on track to be debt-free in two years. I have a plan to work another job to speed up this humiliating time in our lives as the holiday season quickly approaches.
This is really a last ditch effort but I had to at least try!
I would forever be grateful!
Thank you for bearing with me! A man can dream!!
Love and take care everyone!!
Proud and Desperate Dad,
I am 34 year old male, have worked alot with physical working and have since 2019 been on health care payment around 1400 dollar outpayment each month.
Starting to struggle and hanging back on bills and payment since everything is getting more expensive.
Electricity bills are 800 dollars insurance and daily fees on total 500 each month.
Cant Even save money and struggle to pay for stuff for My daugther so No odda what to do when it gets closer to Christmas and vacation.
If any lind souls feel like they wanna be kind and give a little hope for us we would appreciate it and it would mean the world to me.
No idea Else what i can say og do.
Hope you who reads this also haves a Nice day
Hello my name is Nate. Ill just get to it as i don’t exactly know how to start and you can ask yourself what you think after.
I am a divorced dad of 2-3 years now at the age of 30. My son is 4 going on 5. I have struggled with anger and depression all my life and anxiety later in my 20s but as an adult i have grown and improved my overall wellness. I also did not have the best parents growing up and have that to improve my sons childhood who is showing signs of what i struggled with as a child. Also unrelated to my son and i my now girlfriend has Grand mal seizures which is another issue to the plate of life.
With everything going up in price and scraping the bottom of the barrel to make do. Trying to keep our heads above water is hard and sacrifices have been made. Trying to get a breath of fresh air seems to be impossible. We both do have full time jobs. Ive been at mine for 10 years and she now is starting a work at home job due to seizures. House payments. Vehicle. Bills. Food. Gas. Daycare. Ex wife drama. Ive attempted a second job but it did not help my wellbeing or relationship. I pride myself in keeping my credit card dept low and a high credit score in the 780s but as of the last year or 2 ive had more dept than normal. 4k in credit dept and due to a scam i also owe my parents another 4k. Than the vehicle payment of 45kish. Which is our only vehicle. My GF wrecked 3 of her own vehicles but wasnt hurt nor hurt anybody hence the work from home situation.
Asking for help is a start and better than doing nothing at all. Reaching for a strangers hand so to speak which i’ve never done. 50k is the overall that needs to be covered just to throw it out there for the dream. So that being said. I wouldn’t say a sob story. Life is rough and it doesn’t hurt to ask for help. One day when i am set i hope that i can do the same for others. I’ve always told myself if i win the lottery how much good i can do with it. All the people i could help. Thanks for reading.
So….I’ve been searching, applying and still struggling!
A few weeks ago I was employed doing good and on the right track, although daily dealing with an ex supervisor who was demoted 2 weeks after I started due to “lack of people skills”. That’s putting it nicely as he was not, this guy was the yell, scream, blame and treat people like less than human type of fella. My first 2 weeks all went smooth, I was running my CNC machine alone by day 2 which usually did t happen for 2 weeks but I’m a quick learner. Then he was demoted to forklift operator and I had my first run in with him that day and the new supervisors first day. My machine was breaking tools out of nowhere within the first hr so I was doing alot of repairing. He kept driving by looking at me like I stole something……I kept my head down and although frustrated myself kept at it. Finally as the new supervisor walks up to introduce herself he jumps from the truck and snaps at me because I’m goofing off, causing issues, not getting rate blah blah blah. Leaving the new lady looking shocked and me already frustrated trying to explain while staying calm. He heard nothing I said and storms off. I explain to the new lady as well as showed her what was happening and I had put several orders in due to the issues. She told me not to worry and she was also going to speak to someone about his actions. Nothing changed and for weeks every few days here he was or one of his underlings messing with me, I even when I had a tech or engineering backing me up. I kept speaking to the new lady but by now somewhere behind the scenes she went from being behind us to just telling us she had us and doing nothing. This place had alot of behind the scenes do for yourself and make no waves, get on board or out of the way things going on and she had some just that without making it out front obvious.
I had been with the company for 6 months, I missed a total of 4 days and had legit doctors notes to cover. Not to mention this place had no attendance policy written or verbal. There were people that were there for days as well as people that have been there for years who wouldn’t show up to work for a week at a time nobody ever said anything unless you were a Target and then they may say something after a few times or give you a verbal written warning. Nobody had said anything to me about those days, so at my age and as many places as I have worked or managed the doctor’s note although yes and absence was an excuse absence right? That is until I got fed up, went to the head of the plant and made my complaints. After a long conversation and being told he would address it as well as told to come to him anytime, while also being pretty much told in the same breath it happens….. And that’s just how he is, I returned to my machine. Low and behold there he and his sidekick were just waiting, scowling. 20 minutes of a heated conversation as to where I was and why did I think going to the GM would matter goes by and they storm off. Next day as much as I was way over it I still head held high came in. 3 hrs into shift and 2 months since last missed day…..the head HR comes and asked me to come to office?? I follow and enter office, set down and was handed termination papers. I was stunned, literally just witnessed a 6 week new hire recieve his second written attendance warning and I had never even been spoken to about attendance yet straight to the throat, done? It was a mess and now it’s been a struggle even with my credentials to get an interview let alone start a job as all places have an abundance of applications for the jobs.
I get my 2 daughters every other week during summer and it’s been great, even though a real struggle. Now, my account is drained and bills behind and tomorrow I pick them up for a week, with no money to get food, drive to a park to get them out at minimum, let alone get cake and ice cream and a gift for the youngest who turned 9, three days ago. I’m so devastated, as much as the world around me would say I’m up beat and in good spirits, I’m so not. As far behind as I am and with them coming and have been it’s gotten harder seeing the hole get deeper with no prospects in site to continue to keep the mask on. I have always provided, made my way and ensured they had what they needed, bills paid, and even the ability to go do fun things with them without asking for help, until now. So here I am swallowing my pride and sharing my story in hopes that anyone will bless us in any small way. I understand times are very critical for all of us so if nothing comes of this, I have at least vented, and you have at minimum taken the time to read this and hopefully say a prayer us as I know that we are just in a valley right now and will soon be on the way back up. Thank you for your time!
My name is chuck and though my story isn’t unique I figured I’d put my pride aside and give this a shot, for the first time in my life my choices are for someone other than myself. I grew up in a single parent home in low income housing and financial literacy wasn’t really a topic of discussion so I’ve had to figure things out on my own. Now I have a daughter and I am trying to give her the things I never had. I want to give her a home with a yard so we can make amazing memories but there is something standing in my way. I work full time as a restaurant server and during covid I maxed out all my credit cards trying to keep us afloat. I then took out a personal loan to pay off the credit cards and there lies the obstacle in my way. To get a home loan I’ll need to pay off the loan so my debt to income ratio is below 50% I am looking for 25,000 to get me and my daughter into a home where she can have the life every child deserves
I currently am writing this as my 3 year old daughter is sleeping beside me. So happy just to spend time with me, probably dreaming of fantastic and unbelievable places and things. I on the other hand can’t sleep again. I am finding it hard to breath. My chest feels like it could explode outward with my anxiety. Add in my overwhelming feeling of impending doom and I have almost every symptoms of a heart attack. It’s not though, not yet anyways.
My tale is much to long to truly explain how I come to be where I am in life. I will do my best to paint a picture though. First off I am 30 years old. My ex wife and I started divorcing 2 and half years ago right at the beginning of covid. All my family lived 3 hours away and every day care shut down. I have my daughter every other week. So I was forced to sale my house which I paid my ex half of even though it had been my families house since 1944. I bought it from my aunt a while back but since she didn’t sign it over to me until after I was married It was considered half my wife’s. I then moved 3 hours away so I could have my grandma watch my daughter because it was the only way I could work with there being no day cares. Since then I have driven 3 hour to and from every Sunday and holiday to drop off or pick up my daughter. I gave the rest of the money I had from selling my house to my grandma as a down-payment because she was renting a condo and there wasn’t enough space for us to really stay there. That and at least she would be building equity owning instead of renting. Determined after my divorce and after being put in a bad place financially I worked as much as I could. I invested most of my money different cryptocurrency as I have followed it closely for a few years. I did well and it didn’t take long before I was in a decent position. I ended up quiting my job. I had saved enough money up that I was going to buy a place and attempt to start a business. My little cousins car blew up and she was 23 and had just became a nurse. We don’t have much family so I took out 8 thousand in crypto and bought her a used car she wanted. It was the only withdrawal I ever took out of my crypto. Right after that I had plugged in my computer which had been sitting in a storage unit since my divorce maybe a year and a half. I logged into my crypto wallet on my computer. Apparently it was missing a vital security update from sitting in storage however. My crypto wallet and Google account got hacked and they took 124,000 dollars that was in my crypto wallet. It was all the money I had. Every dollar I had made from investing and almost every spare dollar I had saved. I worked as a sales rep at am At&t store. So I don’t make a lot of money from work. That was like 5 years salary. That and I had just quit my job. This is far from the first time I have taken hard financial losses and had to restart. I have 20 bolts in my left arm from it being reconstructed about 6 years before. The surgery itself was almost 90,000 dollars and while I couldn’t work a lot of the time during the 16 month recovery. I had my car repoed which ruined my credit. I got evicted from my apartment, I had to sell everything I had just to make ends meet. I remember working so hard to recover from that. I bought a 500 dollar car so I could get a job and rebuilt my life step by step. During that time is when I started dating my now ex-wife. It feels like the universe is against me though. I have been to 36 funerals and been a pallbearer 14 times. 14 times I have carried a casket to its grave of close friends and family. Including my best friend who shot himself when we were 18. 3 days before me and him moved into our college apartment. Then I had to move into our 2 bedroom apartment by myself, alone away from everyone else I knew. Want people to look at you weird. Try crying silently in a classroom full of college freshman. That same friend would actually be my daughters uncle. I ended up marrying and having a kid with his little sister. Weird that his death ended up being the cause of my daughter, which is the only thing keeping me alive. So here I am so broke that my cell phone is shut off. I have absolutely nothing, the economy has went downhill and the cost of living sky rocketed. I can’t move out of my grandma’s even if I go back to work. It will take me possibly years of saving and good money management and self discipline to climb out of this hole I am now in again. They will probably repo my car next week. Again my credit will be ruined and I will be fully restarting. I don’t have much family. As I said 36 funerals most of my family has died and there wasn’t many of us to begin with. I have now been trying so so hard to build a life for myself for 12 years and I actually am worse off now then when I was 18. It actually seems like the harder I try and the better decisions I make the worse things get.
That is just the start of a long sad story full of tragedies. It has taken me an incredible amount of mental, emotional, and physical effort to be ok with all the pain and anger I have had. I don’t want my misfortunes to be an excuse as to why I keep failing. I am at the end though. I am a proud man and very capable, yet I’ll be jobless and car less next week. I have nothing except debt and emotional burdens to offer anyone. I can’t be the father I want to be. I can barely afford food for myself and my daughter. I have nothing left though. Life has beaten every bit of hope and optimism out of me. If I didn’t have a daughter that I refuse to abandon or make grow up without a father I’d off myself. My depression and financial outlook is so bad though I don’t know what to do. I don’t see how I can ever aspire to become the man I want to be. Not without help. So if you are reading this, please 🙏. I need someone to help, to lean on, someone show me that something good can still happen.
Hello All. My name is Jason and I am a 45 year old recently divorced father of twin 8 year olds, one which has Down syndrome. I was married to my high school crush for 17 years and recently went out separate ways. I wanted to keep the kids grounded through the situation so I bought the house out from her as this was their only home they have known. We are amicable and want everything to be about the children! My ex was the bread winner for many of those 17 years, although we both had decent jobs, going from two incomes to one has become a challenge as well as the mounting bills incurred by my sons physical therapy sessions. I truly do not want to go down this road asking for help but I also want my children to know their father does anything and will continue to do anything for them. Life has always thrown me curveballs and I do my best with a smile on my face. At 29 I lost my father to a massive heart attack. He was my rock, my best friend and was the one who taught me to never give up and work hard. Fast forward 16 years and I am praying he hears my needs for my children. Two years ago I lost my grandmother(my fathers mom). She was my sounding board when things got tough. I spent countless hours visiting with her soon after dad passed away. We laughed, cried, sat in silence and ate way too many cookies. She was my #2!! I looked up to that 96 year old woman as she had seen more than anyone I know. Her wisdom and love of family is what I strive to accomplish in life. In conclusion, I ask you please find it in your heart to consider a donation for us to live the life I know my father wants his son and grand kids to have. Thank you for you time reading this.
I am a single Dad of two boys 16 and 11 who are the world to me. Last year I got a diverce because my wife cheated on me. I lost my home and am now renting a room living with 4 other people. I can’t bring my kids here because there isn’t enough space and too many strangers. I see them every weekend and take them someplace that my budget affords (i.e. the park or a street festival).
I pay 1700 a month to my ex-wife for Child Support and Spousal Maintenance. This prevents my from getting a apartment or a car. I am using public transportation to get around and when I take my kids somewhere they come with me on the bus. Because I filled for divorce in August of 2021 the IRS see me as single for the entire year which resulted in a tax bill of almost $5,000 dollars. I am currently paying that off now and money is very tight. Taking my kids to McDonalds on the weekend is one of the few treats I can afford to give them.
I am currently seeing a therapist and receive medication from my psychiatrist to help me with Anxiety and Depression. I think God i take these pills because it is hard to get through some days even with them.
Please help me to restart my life, so I can get back on my feet and breath calmly and not feel so much stress or anxiety for the first in a very long time. I thank you in advance for your kindness and generosity.
My Paypal: paypal.me/dmarijczyn
Hello, My names Diago and I live in the uk
I’m 25 and have finally managed to sort my own self out with a place to live and work wise,
I haven’t had it the easiest and I dont really know who has to be honest but my situation is, the housing that I am currently in is shared accommodation and with this job that I have just managed to get is full time which is perfect for me and would help me in the long run especially for me and my son, I have a 4 year old, he lives with his mom but i walk bike or bus to see him at every opportunity which is another reason for this what I’m doing now, but with my housing if I start a full time then I am then expected to pay the full price as benefits are helping at the moment but if I start this job then basically the rent will go up from £65 as it is now up to £800+ which if you think about it makes me getting this job completely pointless, I dont mean to bore who ever is reading this but basically I am desperate for a van. I have always loved the idea of living on a van and being able to be at home anywhere I am and with my situation I am in right now it would be perfect for me not to mention being able to actually get to my son a heck of a lot easier and actually even be able to do more things with him!
Ideally I’d get a van and renovate it all myself ( unless I could find one already made) and use said van to be able to get to and from this job I have just got plus be able to have a place I can truly call my own PLUS be able to get to my boy alot easier. Without sounding silly all I basically need is a live on vehicle so that it covers me for when I would have to leave my current address due to taking this full time job AND it would be my transport to get to and from my job and my little boy. It sounds silly I know but believe it or not I am in such a hard situation where I have a job but can’t get to it and have a place to live but if I start my job I can’t afford it and it’s just all a mess for me but a van would just solve both problems and plus help me and my son.
Iv never really had a place to call my own not for along time I have always felt as if I dont have a certain place I can say is my home, I was adopted at 4 myself which may have something to do with it but I’m grown now and still feel it, I guess having a can that’s completely mine would just be the closest things to a place of my own.
If anyone would like to talk to me about this I’d love to talk to you, I dont have many people in my life and really keep myself to myself but yeah I’m just taking a chance with this and hoping the best I hope someone can help me, I’d even work for it or help you in return id be happy to to be honest. Whoever’s reading thank you
My paypal is @Solowright13
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My ex wife took everything from me. My house, my kids, my retirement, my life. I have spent over $5600 dollars on attorney fees. I can barely make ends meet, with the child support and attorney fees. I’m just trying to start over and see my kids again. Any thing at all that can be donated would be a huge help. I will even email with updates and receipts. Thank you so much in advance. God bless!
So where do I start, well I guess all say I never thought ad be doing this.
I am 28 years old, I have two kids and separated from there mom (not by my choice) it’s been a hard 6 years and well I need help, and am that desperate and destroyed I’m begging people on the internet to help.
I have worked since I was 16 and at 21 I had my 1st child and 23 when I had my second, who I love unconditionally, during the pandemic me and there mom split up.
When I found out that I was having a child I worked my fingers to the bone to provide for them. I got a bank lone out to get us a place (stupid I know) and had to go in to my over draft but could never earn enough to pay them off, hence why am here. when my 1st boy was born I ended up getting really depressed due to not thinking I was good enough for him, that I wasn’t providing enough for him, and this got worse with the second. I still ow a lot and still cannot afford the repayments, I lay awake at night wondering when there going to come and knock on my door and take what little I have left away. I work 60+ a week to try and pay them and to pay for my children but it’s never enough.
My anxiety and depression have gone through the roof. Av been on and off the suicide watch over 4 years now, am on medication but non of it seems to work. If it wasn’t for my boys ad be gone. There the only things keeping me here.
So yeah am begging, not just for money, but the opportunity to have a fresh start. With the money I could pay my depts off and see my boys more due to only seeing them twice a month due to work.
Anything would help, thank you for reading and thank you for you’re time.
The amount I would need is around £10000 to £20000, yeah I know it’s a lot. Hope this finds you well and hope you have a good day.
My name is Bill, and my family needs help. I have been suffering through extreme financial pressure due to a horrible divorce situation.
About me: I am a survivor of childhood neglect and poverty, I am neurodivergent, yet I have managed to achieve a lot in life. I have felt confused about people, society, and where I am supposed to fit in, my whole life. I have struggled with interpersonal communication, making friends, and asking for help.
Both my parent have issues with drug addiction. They were both unemployed the majority of my childhood, so I regularly experienced food insecurity, emotional abuse, and feelings of hopelessness. I have been independent of my parents since age 16. I left home to go to Job Corps, and I flourished. In three years, I had a HS diploma, job training, an Associate Degree, and I was accepted to Western Washington University and their Elementary Education program.
After Job Corps, I started a relationship with a woman who I met in that program. We lived together for several years, and in 2011 we learned that she was pregnant. My life experience compelled me to “do the right thing,” for the sake of my unborn child, despite being largely unhappy in the relationship.
I proposed to her, took a part-time job, and finished my teaching degree. In 2012, my son was born, and I devoted all of my energy and being into being a good father and provider. In about 3 years, I had my student loans paid off, and I was a home owner: at age 26. As time passed, my wife and I drifted apart, but we always managed to reconnect to a degree. People change a lot between the ages of 19 and 30. In 2017, we had a daughter, and I started making more income: 55K a year as a technology instructor. We had ups and downs, but I thought we were in it for the long haul, but I was wrong.
After many tearful talks, arguments, and failures to meet eye to eye, my wife served me with divorce papers: December 2019, right before the coronavirus pandemic hit.
I wear clothes from GoodWill and drive a busted used car. My wife buys whatever she wants, drives a Subaru that we bought new. My income served her needs, and that of my family. I had no savings to speak of.
When we went to the initial court hearing, I was handed temporary orders for $1,500 a month in child support, and 69% of other child-related costs: daycare, medical bills, etc. We have a temporary parenting plan that means I only see my kids on the weekends which has caused me a horrid amount of emotional pain. Being a good dad was all I ever wanted in life, especially because of my childhood.
Her attorney requested that I not remove any furnishings from the family home, and the judge granted her request. In order to move out, I maxed out the two credit cards that I had, I found a small apartment, and tried to make it work. As I unloaded my mattress into my new place, she called me up and explained to me that she needed to enroll both kids in full-time daycare because the school were getting shut down on account of Covid-19. The bill was about $2,000 a month.
Washington State has a law that says you can’t ask for more than 50% of someone’s income for child support, but the law doesn’t apply to additional costs associated with daycare. With a 60K salary, I was struggling to pay the $1500 + $1400 for daycare. My take home pay is about $3,800 per month, and I was sending her $2,900. After paying $835 for rent, I was left with nothing to support myself, so I ran up my credit cards some more.
I maxed out the credit limit of both cards, and I didn’t income left to pay the bills. I claimed Covid-19 related hardship with the bank, so they didn’t come at me right away, and I began donating Plasma in order to afford groceries.
I went back to court after 6 months of these circumstances, and I paid the last of my coronavirus stimulus to my lawyer, in the hopes of improving the temporary orders. The judge declines modifying my child support order, declined modifying the parenting plan, and adjusted the percentage of daycare to 61%.
At this point, I had moved in with a new partner: someone who supported me emotionally. Someone who actually likes me for who I am, not what I can do for them. She’s great with my kids, and a really sweet person. She has been unemployed since early in the pandemic, so she hasn’t been able to consistently help pay rent.
The changes to my orders were not substantial enough to effect my situation, and my lawyer dropped my case due to non-payment. I still owe the lawyer $1400. I looked into getting reduced cost legal services, but there simply doesn’t exist services for people like me: My income is too high to qualify, and none of the organization have resources to help with family law matters like mine.
Without any means to fix the situation, I spiraled into depression. Pouring my soul into my work, and struggling to keep ugly thoughts out of my head. It’s been about 2 years since the last time I was in court. I have been trying to make it work: stretching out tax return windfalls with regular trips to donate plasma.
I decided that I wasn’t going to continue hiding what I am going through, and I asked for help. I started a GoFundMe asking for money to get the ball rolling on getting the divorce finalized; my goal was to get $10,000 which I could use to hire a new attorney and pay for the services of a guardian ad litem, in the hopes of getting a 50/50 parenting plan.
8 People donated to my campaign, and some extended family offered the help that they could. I used some of the funds to get a washer and a dryer, and I’ve had to dip into savings to cover rent which is 1,300 a month. I had $4,000 in savings which should cover the cost of a GAL. For the first time in years, I had some hope.
On May 7th, I was served with a subpoena for a lawsuit by the credit card companies, for $18,500. I have 20 days to respond, and 13 days have passed already. I’ve appealed to my GoFundMe, but I got only one $50 donation. I’ve tried to go for a promotion at work in an effort to make more money, but no luck there.
I need about $30,000 to get things right in my life. $18,500 to pay off Chase, $1400 to pay the lawyer who dropped my case, and $10,000 to hire a quality lawyer for the ugly divorce.
I love my kids, my work, my partner, there are a lot of people who care for me, but no one has the means to save me from this mess that I am in. The stress of all that I am going through effects my whole emotional being. I am a survivor of so much, but I just can’t get myself through this mess alone.