Hello, my name is Gina. I’m a mother of four beautiful children ranging from 1-9 years old and I have a wonderful fiance who loves us dearly. It’s taking so much for me to swallow my pride and ask for help but I am to a point I don’t know what else to do. Currently our family is going through so much and our lives have been thrown into a tornado. My fiance works third shift and he works long hard hours for us to get by, I stay home to take care of the kids, my oldest has autism, dmdd and adhd, my second child has adhd and I recently lost my only trusted daycare provider who can handle my oldest and didn’t have much choice but to leave my job and try to take care of it all. After that happened we found out my fiances father has cancer, it’s liver cancer and has spread to his pancreas. He’s going downhill fast and can no longer work he had to close his business and on top of that has not had health insurance in a long time. I am spinning my wheels trying to help him and my fiances mother get by with food and what small things we can do. Then my father lost his job and had to have hip replacement surgery, he’s now probably going to have to foreclose on his home and will probably have to move in with us which will not only be hard financially but the stress of trying to find room for him in our home and still give our children the space they need (my son is very hard to handle and has to have a place to separate from everyone and our home is not very big for having 4 bedrooms). If that weren’t enough I had to admit my mentally ill mother to the hospital for two weeks because I thought her medications were upsetting her memory, just to find out that it is not her medication but that she has early onset dementia. She will also no longer be able to work or drive, her living situation is questionable right now she is with a friend but we don’t know how or when we’ll be able to get her into a assisted living facility, and her friend is such a sweet woman but she is in her seventies and has had four heart attacks she shouldn’t be caring for my mother, I just don’t have much other choice. I have filed papers for all three of them to start collecting disability, one has been rejected and two are still pending. I have reached out to lawyers, I have also applied for housing for my father and mother. My van broke down and we are now down to one vehicle and with me having to run around constantly taking parents and children to appointments and everything else it’s wearing down our only vehicle and with that when my fiance is at work I have no vehicle if there were to be an emergency I am stuck at home waiting and praying I will be able to get a hold of someone to not only help with a ride but with sitting with my children as well. I’m doing everything in my power to take care of everyone physically and my fiance is trying to work as much as he can to take care of the finances, but overtime has dried up and with the virus and stay at home order there is a possibility of him being laid off soon. We are struggling so badly right now and I just so desperately want to be able to squeak by. A dollar goes a long way for our family any help would be more than appreciated. Thank you for reading this I understand is long and probably sounds like I am whining, I hate doing this, I just want our family to get through this storm with our home and family still in tact.

Where to begin. I am struggling just to survive. I have cried out to God over and over. I apologize in advance as this is lengthy. I divorced a few years back and that is where things went from good to bad. I virtually lost everything. My kids, The home I paid on for 10 years and basically all the contents, even my dog. My ex remarried 8 DAYS after our divorce was final. We we’re married 10 1/2 years. The divorce only took 9 months and she remarried 8 days later, something was up long before I left the home. The only things I received were the clothes I left with, most of my tools and my truck. Thankfully my truck was paid off so that wasn’t a burden for me. I ended up losing the job I had also. I had worked there for almost 10 years, but when I was going through my divorce, my type 1 diabetes got out of control due to the stress. I lost nearly 60 pounds, from 200 down to 140. All that came off in less than 5 months. I couldn’t work because my blood sugar was so out of control, it would spike and bottom out. I went to the doctor many many times trying to get help with my issue. Needless to say, I lost my job due to missing work too much. Even with FMLA, I lost my job. With all that, job loss, excessive medical bills and trying to start over, I ended up getting behind on my child support for my 3 kids. I have been summoned to court on several occasions because of being behind on child support. The court district we lived in is completely biased as my ex’s family has a lot of clout there. I am an outsider, no family here and I am from another state 1000 miles away. The female judge ordered me to serve 120 days in jail for failure to pay child support. That cost me the last good paying job I had, one that could sustain my child support payments and provide me with the basics, shelter and food. At that time I had been working there for three months and my child support was being deducted and paid, but the judge still ordered me to jail because I was behind, costing me my job and forcing me further behind on my child support. I was even denied unemployment because they said I was at fault. That I didn’t go to work and lost my job due to attendance. Duh! Yes, I lost my job because I wasn’t able to come, so hence no supplemental income. Unemployment insurance that I earned. This is a vicious cycle that many divorced dads face everyday. Jailed for failure to pay, preventing them from working, trying to pay because they are in jail or keep getting ordered there. What happens in the long run, they are prevented from seeing their children because they either spend a ton of time in and out of jail or they have to leave the state to prevent being served again and again and ordered to jail over and over. While in jail do you think your ex would at least bring the kids to visit? Heck no! I haven’t seen my children in over a year because my ex is so vindictive she keeps pushing the courts to serve me and lock me up.  The only way I can remedy this is pay my back owed child support, which is now several thousand dollars and keeps increasing. This is almost impossible to catch up on without a miracle happening and coming upon a large sum of money to stop the cycle. Adding insult to injury, while in jail, they were not treating my diabetes properly, thus causing them to take me to the ER. They took me twice to the ER on the same day because my blood sugar was reading over 600 and or bottoming out under 40. I’m walked into the busy ER, in her hometown, a small town where everyone knows everyone. It was as if I was on parade, wearing a yellow jumpsuit, shackles on my feet, cuffed hands with chains around my waist. I was paraded and escorted as if I was a mass murder. How humiliating all for being at the time a little over $3,000 behind on child support. Then I was informed that I am responsible financially for those ER visits, how am I responsible because of their negligence and failure to provide me with medication, proper treatment and proper diet. Then when I was returned to the jail, they put me in solitary confinement because they said I was eating sweets and candy from the other inmates. They kept feeding me a regular diet, (i.e…peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and foods loaded with carbs…carbs turn to sugar!!!) even after I told them this wouldn’t work. Unbelievable. A little while before all this, I found out from my 7 year old daughter that her new step brothers were touching her inappropriately and beating on my two younger sons. The step brothers are much older than my kids. They were 17 and 13 at the time. The grace of God kept me from going there and finding my own justice. I sold the only thing I had left to hire an attorney, my truck and have had no vehicle since. All of this was in vain because like I said her family has too much clout in the City and County we lived in. I even contacted DSS and got them involved, played and provided them the recordings where my daughter was telling me about what happened, vivid details, things a 7 year old couldn’t make up. They said they investigated and the case was unfounded. This happened because my ex wife previously worked as an investigator at DSS and she coached my daughter what to say to the investigators. She was then investigated by her former coworkers and bosses. Conflict of interest huh! She found out that it was me that filed the complaint and thus has had a revenge vendetta against me causing all the additional court summons and being jailed for back owed support. Thus I have had to give up on this problem and feel that I have simply failed to protect my children. I have been at the losing end of this from the beginning. I have received help from my family for my divorce, attorney fees, money for gas, food and shelter. I have all but used up all that they have and have even put my parents in a financial strain as they are in their 70’s. It is hard just to simply have a place to live. I ended up getting evicted from two places because I got behind on making my rent payments. Now it is almost impossible to rent anything anywhere because of the evictions. That said, I have been living in a motel for over a year now. Since I am a veteran, I went to the VA for assistance and I qualified for housing assistance. I had to requalify after 90 days. With having two evictions the search lasted more than 90 days, as it is difficult to find a landlord willing to accept me. During the 90 day period, I got the last good paying job I have had before being order to jail. Because of that job, I made too much money to continue to qualify for the program. Thus losing this housing assistance from the VA for three years. Since those days I have not been able to secure a good paying job, even though I am drug and alcohol free. I never abused any substances, I just smoked cigarettes before and quit when my first child was born. I have worked for many temp agencies, small odd jobs for homeowners and even washed dishes at a pizza place just to have food to eat. I have been to social services to try to at least get food stamps, but the hoops that have to be jumped through are astounding. I filed almost 3 months ago and have recently been denied all because they cannot verify from my last employer (temp job) that I no longer work there. They say they need a separation letter. I called the employer and they said they use a third party for that. I call the third party, they tell me the agency requesting the letter has to call and request it, that I cannot. I cannot provide the information the agency is requesting. How ridiculous. They provide me the numbers for them to call. My case worker calls and said that the contact number is not valid. I get them the contact numbers again. Same thing over and over. I give the agency the number I called and spoke to someone on. The case worker said he tried and couldn’t get the required information so my case was closed. What is going on! I don’t understand how so many people out there receive assistance and food stamps and here I am, virtually homeless, no car, no job, no income and I do not qualify. I don’t get it. I have nowhere else to turn. I have had a few churches assist me in paying for the motel room for a few weeks and have visited the food pantry. All the state agencies, the VA and 211(United Way), everytime I call one of them, they refer me to another agency. One would refer me to the other and then the other agency would refer me to another and then they would refer me back to the original agency I contacted. They keep sending me around in circles. I am at the end of my rope, I don’t know where else to go. This really is a summary of the way things been going, it does go deeper. I’m just at the end. If any of you reading this could help me in any way I would greatly appreciate it. My hope is in the Lord to see me through. May God Bless you all.

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I am attaching a Facebook comment that partially explains the personal hell that the Quality inn in Dayton Ohio has put me through the past two weeks, mainly the past couple days.the lack of compassion and understanding that they have shown me the past couple of days make me feel like they need to be exposed and given the, they deserve before this happens to another person. I can only message you a quarter of what I have gone through trying to get the last hundred dollars I have to my name back after placing a security deposit on March 9th that was supposed to be back into my account by the day after I checked out because if I were to list everything that has happened  I would be here all night… I have cried so much and this has caused so much unnecessary stress right in the middle of an already highly stressful and terrifying time for the citizens of our country. I have been in contact and emailed corporate and everybody I could find information on and haven’t received any answers nor any help… So I’m reaching out to possibly see if anyone would be willing to help me get the money I need to feed my family during quarantine..
(Following statement is copy and pasted from my Google review giving a brief summary of the story)
on March 9th I stayed at the Quality inn address at 71205 Miller Lane in Dayton Ohio, I put down a $100 deposit for the room through a PayPal card,I have been trying since MARCH 10TH to get that deposit back. I have called numerous times have been spoken to rudely by almost everyone there, I have begged them to send the fax explaining the importance of that 100 during this time because that is the only guarantee my family and I will eat during quarantine only to be told and I quote “your sob story is keeping me from my job…the managers not here and I’m sweeping” and got hung up on afterwards.that same employee answered the phone when my husband tried to call and immediately after picking up the phone started YELLING at him about how our hundred dollars was going to be taken care of and when he asked how she knew that was what it was about she said “I have caller ID ” hung up and then ignored our calls the rest of the afternoon. I’ve given them the information that the fax needs to contain a multitude of times, I have been promised a call back and never received it multiple times, and I feel like I am being led in circles, I am given false information on when a manager will be in, resulting in me staying up until 11 p.m. at night to call and she wasn’t in at 11 p.m. at night, and I feel like they are not taking it seriously and trying to get me my money back.I have lost my job due to the coronavirus and that hundred dollars is all I have to my name and I cannot even spend it because of their lack of diligence and sending the fax or even wanting to listen to a customer. I am losing my patience and I’m wanting to go to the highest possible power that I can to get this resolved because it is not only affecting my stress level is affecting my way of life at the moment because I was supposed to have that money 2 weeks ago and I have been living off of dollars a day…. The stress on its own is causing me to feel sick because of me worrying if I’m going to be able to eat after I run out of the very little food I have or if my husband is going to get his vital medicines that are overdue for pickup… I have been given no answers but have wasted hours of my life by now begging for 5 minutes of someone’s time to send a fax that will ensure I can take care of my family a little longer during this quarantine

Thank you for taking the time to read this. I know a lot of people use these kinds of ways to get help and take advantage of it which ruins it for others who truly are in a crisis. I’m an 18 year old girl, and I can’t describe what’s been going on with more than saying I’m desperate. I have debt that I wasn’t expecting to happen as I was going down a good road until medical issues blocked me. I have severe anxiety & depression. Always trying different medications and coping skills. I wish it was something people understood. It affects so much… it takes away your happiness in everything you do. I have a horrible home life. My mother is an alcoholic. My step dad relies on poker games for money to pay rent, to provide basic necessities we need and he’s always borrowing money. Don’t get me wrong, I am blessed and thankful for what I have. But it’s so toxic for me. Not knowing if I’ll be able to make it to a counseling appointment because I don’t have gas. There’s a lot of unknowns that an 18 year old shouldn’t have to worry about. I have this vision of me being in Miami Florida. Random place, yes. But I’ve always imagined seeing myself there. Loving life and myself which I don’t remember feeling. There’s so many opportunities there.. it gets me so excited and happy to think about being there on my own. Having a cute little apartment, having a job working in the mall or for a resort. Just simply striving. However, my vision just digs me a deeper hole as it’s nearly impossible. I have debt from trying college and then having to withdraw as I was in the behavioral health unit at a hospital. From using a credit card I thought I’d be able to make payments on. I was doing so good and then my mental health went dramatically down hill. There’s so much sh*t that’s happened to me. And there’s only so much I can say otherwise you’d be reading this and wouldn’t get done till until a few days later. I’m desperate. I want to be better, feel better and have a better life for myself. I’ve calculated and planned out how much I’d need, to an extent. And honestly, it’s close to $7k. Before hitting the road, I need to get a few outfits as I’m re wearing the same clothes. I don’t even have a bra. And I’m w sting a pair of shoes that are worn out. I’d need to get personal hygiene products. I need a new phone charger, I’m overdue on an oil change. I’d need gas to get there, money for hotels as it’d take me several days. Money for food. Money for an apartment. Money to spend on doing fun things. There’s so many factors that go into this and it’s overwhelming and daunting which brings me back to square one. Hopeless. I just need help getting on my feet and to make this goal of mine more achievable. Hell, it might be a miracle and I could have all the expenses covered. But right now I’ll take anything. Anything to help me not give up. To make me feel like people out there care and want to help me. I’m sure I’ve left things out and this may seem choppy. But I appreciate the time taken to read this. Even if I don’t get anything out of this, I hope people try and give back.