Hello,
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.

Chris

@paypal.me/Lancaster690

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,

AKA: Christopher

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.

Basic intro.
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.

Everyday struggles.
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.

Overall.
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.

Paypal.me/LegionSSS

 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!

Hi,

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

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!

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