Hi! After 20 years of marriage I bought a home for myself. I feel extremely lucky to have been able to do this, but the reality of repairs and mortgages has hit hard, especially during Covid. I know there are others more in need of help, but I’m hoping someone who has been in my situation will understand how stressful this can be. I also have to pay my taxes for my 1099 job. I tried to refinance for a better I retest rate because I have great credit, but working part time doesn’t meet the income/debt ratio. I need to be able to use my bathroom and do other repairs to make my house a home. I’m asking for $50,000. Thank you for consideration.
Hello, my name is Luke Ryan. I am in my mid-20s, and here’s a little about my situation:
I have picked all the wrong choices when it came to going down a career path and I honestly think that it’s for the better. Simply put, I am not the type of person that is meant for a nine to five. However, my current finacial situation tells me otherwise, and so, I have stuck with temporary work to come up with some cash. It’s all great and all, but now with the engine of my ’09 Subaru Forester has completely gave out, it has forced me to look for a new car.
I’m thinking about from the range of $2k to $4k for a new car. I was thinking about keeping the car and just installing a new engine, but most of the parts are already completely rusted and not really kept in great shape from the previous owners that it just seems more beneficial to scrap the car at a junkyard and use the money towards a new car and/or monthly bills. I am looking at a stay at home job, which I will talk about in the next paragraph. But I do want to bring up that I had a DUI back in 2015 and hadn’t had a car again until 2019. During the timeframe I was jumping from location to location and had to completely rely on walking, biking, and/or bus transit as my forms of transportation. When the summer of 2019 came around, I had some money to spend on a car. However, part of the DUI conviction was that I had to have an interlock in my car for the timespan of two years. And I had to have my parents help me out because the cost of having an interlock is absolutely absurd! I NEED to have a car in order for me to complete my interlock program that I am enrolled in and for me to go back to temp work. Now, I said in the previous paragraph that I wasn’t meant for a nine to five? Well hear me out.
I am looking into starting video game streaming through the streaming service, Twitch. It’s a highly competitive field for new fish that are trying to kick start their careers in the social media world. You have your entire spectrum of streamers, video game professionals, content creators, and personalities. It’s a highly competitive field, but I feel as though that I have a brand that I’m able to push to be apart of the wave. Being a streamer and/or content creator has been something that I’ve been passionate for for sometime since I was younger. It’s something that had inspired me to keep working a nine to five, so that I was able to save up some money to invest in.
I’ll keep this short. The problem is, is now with my car completely busted. I am forced to back peddle and have to fork out for a new car while still making payments. Meaning that I do in fact need the money for a new used car. But also, I want to try and get a good start on a career path that I’ve wanted for such an incredible amount of time, and so that I don’t have to go back to working a nine to five.
I am looking at $2 to $4k for a car replacement. And for help on starting my new business, I am looking at between $1k to $10k. It would be much appreciated!
My name is Greg, I’m 32 from NJ. Seeking a large sum to help my family and myself. Please read entirely, and share if possible.
Information about myself :
I was abused by my mother from being born until 3 years old ( i was hit, thrown and she put her cigarettes out on me ) ( i have many tattoos to cover up the scars she left on me ) ( she tried kidnapping me multiple times after my dad got custody ) ( we have a permanent restraining order on her ) ( she was addicted to drugs and alcohol and is in and out of jail )
Dealt with the gradual decline of my grandmother who was my mother figure in my life. She had dementia/alzheimer’s and she would pace back and forth, open doors at 3am to let her hallucinations(people) in and out of the house, scream and cry constantly, couch bound ( refused to sleep in her bedroom ) , hip fracture, dad refuses to put her in a home and she passed away right in front of us , at home, where we still live today. Dad has not made any changes to house since that, same carpet, same couch, same everything pretty much.
Currently still deal with my aunt , who is 60 , has schizophrenia and is also declining, and is becoming forget and acting somewhat similar to how my grandmother did ( she is her daughter ) , she screams, pee’s herself, refuses to bathe, steals our food ( we have to hide things in our own home ), sleeps with ripped up toilet paper, napkins and tissues in her bed, is on many meds, and a few anti-psychotic drugs which don’t really help her. she has had so many med switches over the years and it does not change how she lashes out at us many times a day, goes from screaming , to crying, to pacing, to screaming repetitive words that don’t make any sense for hours. my dad once again is not going to put her in a home or anything like that and she will be here to the very end.
I have not lived on my own yet , I will be 33 years old in January , i have a girlfriend name Brandy of 12 years that I’m not married to yet, because we want to be married and have our own home. We have no kids and are responsible. She works.
I had my job taken from me due to COVID-19, that I worked hard to get to and now I’m hoping I’m called back before Jan 1st, otherwise I lose the seniority I worked hard to get to. I deal poker. It’s my dream job and I love it and I want to be back as soon as I can. With both of our jobs combined , we can never get ahead on saving , let alone be able to afford to have our own place, and be able to feed ourselves, pay bills, etc. Unemployment will be running out soon for me.
I need to get out of the house I was abused in , I need to get out the house I watched my grandmother decline and die in , and still to this day I’m watching my aunt get worse and worse. I can’t do this anymore.
We have a dog named Casper , who is a Maltese. He is 12 years old, and has spine/disc issues and occasionally has head tilt and limping due to this and its frustrating to watch. We love him so much.
I have dental issues that need to be addressed. I have a front tooth missing , which has destroyed all confidence I had left, many cavities, and my jaw cracks when moving it. I would love to get a full set of dental implants, and finally have my confidence back and be able to actually smile. Brush teeth 3 times a day and floss, since forever, but have had dental issues all my life. Always have bad breath even after brushing thoroughly, sick of it.
I lost 25lbs unintentionally, been to a lot of doctors and have been told I have celiac disease as of a few years ago and have been gluten free ever since. I was at one point 106lbs. 106lbs at 5 ft 7, 32 year old male. I’m struggling to maintain weight but currently at 116.8lbs. Struggle with occasional nausea, and digestive issues, and other issues that come and go.
My goals with money :
House for me and Brandy – $200,000
Savings – $400,000
Dental Implants – $40,000-$60,000 ( rough guess )
Pay off my car – $11,300
Pay off my dads car ( he helped me my whole life with a lot of things ) – $17,000
Pay off my dads mortgage – $115,000
Remodel dads home( home I’ve lived in since birth )( Its outdated)- $20,000
If you made it this far, thanks for reading. Please help if possible , and share if possible. Thanks for your time.
Like many others, I’m a college student who’s slowly falling into debt and trying to keep up with the bills. I’m usually pretty stubborn about asking for help, but I figured I’d give this a go since my situation has changed.
My dog, the sweet beautiful idiot that he is, ran into a lake even though he hasn’t a clue how to swim. He both inhaled and swallowed a ton of dirty water nearly drowning. Once I got him to the vet they said he had to be hospitalized for a couple days because he was in pretty rough shape. While there, he developed pneumonia so they kept him a couple days more. They had him on an IV and going through oxygen therapy to make sure his lungs wouldn’t fail before he could get better. He’s on a steady road to recovery from home now with 2 weeks of antibiotics, which I’m extremely grateful for, but financially I’m in a bind.
The hospital has my thanks for taking excellent care of my dog, but of course it’s a hospital and medical bills are notorious for being extremely high. With all the care he received along with the multiple chest x-rays to monitor his condition, the bill went up to $3300 which ate into my barely sufficient tuition funds. Even after the loans I’m taking out, I still owe $6k every semester.
My family was not excluded from the majority that got hit by this pandemic, and I’ll admit..it’s been really hard. I suffer from anxiety and depression, but I’m usually better when I’m out socializing with my friends and they keep me distracted and motivated. However, I’ve been isolated for months now with just my dog and it’s already difficult enough trying to stay motivated to stay in school without having to stress about paying to stay in it.
There’s always the option of taking out more loans, the problem is that all it does is put off my debt until later. I don’t want to graduate and think I’m in the clear just to be smacked with payment requests from banks that are going to eat away at my paychecks for years to come.
I understand my situation is kin to a lot of others and it doesn’t stand out much, as well as the fact that everyone is strapped for cash due to this pandemic without much to spare. I wish you and yours all the best and thank you for even reading my posting. Any amount donated is helpful and it might not mean much for you, but it could mean the world to me and keep me from going over the edge. You can make all the difference. Thanks again!
My name is Roger and I am at a situation now in my life that I have to cry out for help due a long life of depression and mental illness.
Speaking about my situation is very difficult and I’m scared of the stigma surrounding mental illness. My experiences in the past had led me to keep my feelings to myself, which I had been doing much of my life. It takes a significant amount of trust for me to talk about myself even with my doctors and therapist..
I have depression and anxiety and I often lay at home on the couch staring at the ceiling and just think, my mind races with dark sad thoughts, and I can’t stop them. I cry a lot and EVERY day I think of ending my life. I have had this illness my entire life, but it wasn’t until later in life that I started to address it. This illness has caused me to be medically discharged from the military, contributed to the dissolution of a fifteen year marriage, and on two occasions resulted with inpatient admissions to mental health facilities.
I had been employed at a University for several years but I could tell I was becoming more and more withdrawn from my fellow employees and couldn’t maintain any focus or concentration in my duties. I felt it was inevitable that I would lose my position and tried to take another position elsewhere, this resulted in me having an extreme panic attack that inevitably led to my dismissal because of unauthorized absences. I took a small cleaning job at a bank after hours but even that was causing me to become anxious and afraid because I would have to leave home. My depression has changed my life. It’s an awful thing to experience, as it has impacted my relationships, friendships, how I act, how I think and how I interact with others. There are some days that are worse than others and on the “good days” I am always afraid of when those feelings will resurface because it is a constant battle to appear normal. I only leave my home unless absolutely necessary for groceries, emergencies or visiting my aunt who is confined to a nursing home. Visitation with my Aunt helped with my anxiety and made me feel more relaxed but now due to the pandemic they have ceased all visitation and I believe I will never again get to hold her before she passes. I never wanted to be in a situation as I am now, I had hoped to have a career in the military or law enforcement but this illness has denied me any chance of that. Under the advice of my family, therapist and Doctor I have applied for disability in order to survive. I have exhausted all of my financial resources for this time consuming process and have had to borrow money from family and friends just to survive this far. I have had to apply for public assistance and this goes against all of my beliefs. My utility bills are overdue, my mortgage is in arrears and my transportation is failing. I have exhausted all of my resources and find myself on the verge of losing everything. My home is my “safe place” where I feel some sense of normalcy with my aging and loyal dogs, and my other animals. From always being employed, self sufficient, and self reliant for the last 35 years I find myself begging for enough assistance to carry me through the next few months to care for my animals and maintain my home while I wait through a very humbling experience.
Roger J Hall
I am looking for $1500-$2000 to get myself out of a hole I have been digging myself since I was 18. I’m now 25 and just recently started making enough money to live on my own. I went a little overboard buying a new car and an apartment. In the last year, I have gotten that car repossessed, gotten charged with insurance fraud (paid $2000 for the case to be handled start to finish), and fallen behind on utilities on utilities. Various emergencies throughout the last year have kept my bank account in the negative 90% of the time. I am just looking for this amount to pay my upcoming rent, catch up on my utilities, and hopefully start saving some of my income from my job so I don’t fall into this situation again. Thank you in advance for reading this.
Where to start? I suppose the beginning would be best; at the root of it all.
I grew up with five siblings and, essentially, a single father. (My mother would disappear on binges and he finally divorced her during one of her 3-month long escapades when I was 13.) My father is an amazing man who worked hard to provide for us but, unfortunately, dental care was out of the budget. I saw the dentist one time during my childhood- to pull the teeth below my canines, which were growing above the rest of my teeth. My teeth were overcrowded so badly that this only worked on one side, and the other remains raised to this day.
I already started with overcrowded teeth and I did something that I’ll never be able to undo- I became bulimic. From age 11-17 I was bulimic. This led to binge eating and mass purging. It was a cycle that I never thought I would get out of. It took a lot of therapy to get the help I needed.
Not only did I ruin my teeth but I ruined the roots of my teeth as well. By the time I was 18 I was finally able to make a dentist appointment for myself. It was too l ate. The damage had been done. I had ruined my teeth beyond repair.
I’ve spent the past 10 years having teeth pulled as they rot away in my head. No, it’s not a pretty image. It’s disgusting; I revolt myself. Smiling makes me want to cry. I hide from photos, unless I’m the one who takes them- because I know to keep my mouth shut.
I am 28 and need dentures. This is a hard truth for me to swallow… almost as hard as it is for me to chew.
I have none of my molars left on my upper left side. I only have one molar left at the very back of my upper right side. I’m missing the first and second molar on my lower right, and my 3rd molar grew in completely sideways from the gum- pointing towards the other teeth I had to have removed as it crushed them. My left lower molars are all riddled with cavities. My incisors are all overlapped due to overcrowding. And the topping on the cake- my top 2 front incisors rotted at the seam. I spent 1k having them repaired only for them to break down within the year. They are jagged on the bottom and chipped in-between. (Luckily the repair helped to stop the decay, and I am told it is possible to have them cosmetically fixed again.)
You may have noticed that leaves me with only my incisors to eat, and gingerly at that. I have never been able to enjoy food. I have been out to eat 5 times in the past 10 years because of how ashamed I am, and how difficult eating is for me. I do not go out to the bar, concerts, events or even parties because of how embarrassed I am.
If not for my teeth- I am a fairly attractive young woman. I take very good care of my body. I stay in shape, and I make sure I get the nutrients I need via shakes.
Last year my partner encouraged me to stop hiding and share something that has been a passion of mine for years- self photography. It had long been my tool for learning to love myself again. It was my only outlet for feeling like I was attractive. It was something I kept private and only showed him. Last year I finally opened up and began posting sets for people to see. The supportive response has been overwhelming, and is how I fund my therapy.
The only problem is… it doesn’t help when it comes to my “smile.” I hide it. I never open-mouth smile and rarely smile at all. Instead I resort to sarcastic or forlorn expressions. I’ve learned to express myself with just my eyes. But every time I go through my pictures I feel it well up again. That shame, embarrassment- disgust.
I need help. I hate to say it- but I need financial help. I cannot afford to have the rest of the teeth I need to have removed taken care of. I cannot afford the dentures that would replace them.
Due to COVID I lost my job, I was an industrial spot-welder, and my insurance. If not for my photos I would not be able to afford my therapy and medication. I had to choose between my teeth and my mental health. The only problem is that my teeth contribute to my crippling depression and anxiety. It’s a cycle I am stuck in.
I have no idea what the total cost of fixing my mouth is going to be… because I’m too scared to go in and hear the figure. I know I can’t afford it.
I need help. I don’t know where else to go.
I’m too ashamed of my mouth to post an image here. Frankly, it is disgusting and would need a “trigger warning.” I am willing to provide proof if needed.
My paypal is paypal.me/jadedsip
Ive been having a really hard time during the pandemic. One of my dogs, Rhubarb, has had to go to the vet a dozen times since April with multiple issues and I no longer can fund. I’m unemployed due to the pandemic (which I normally work in set design in film + fashion). Collecting 400 bucks a week is just not cutting it with monthly bills, rent, and my two dogs. Just in the pandemic alone I have spent over 12K on my pup and I now have zero savings. Ive had to sell my car, move out of my apartment due to the pandemic. I am also trying to start a business supporting female artists and I spent my entire savings for the company on my dog.
She has IVDD and is now on a 6 week bed rest but will need spinal surgery which can cost an additional 5k. Having this surgery will help this to not happen again (this is her second time her spinal disks have eroded). My other pup Banjo needs to have oral surgery and just lost his eye vision so I will need to also attend to him
I don’t have any family and I’ve been on my own since I was really young with no help or guidance. I’ve never asked for help and work extra hard to make my ends meet, which is showing to be extraordinarily hard during COVID times. I’m learning that sometimes people need help and that is okay to ask when you are in extreme need. I would be forever grateful for any help that is provided.
I’m looking to raise 20K to help get out of debt for pet care.
Thank you for taking time to read and thank you truly in advance for your help.
I’ve always considered myself as a proud woman. Working hard for myself and my children. But, things have come to a hault. My health took a turn. I’m not able to work. I have heart problems, back problems, I get back injections. I have fibromyalgia, hurt all the time. Intractable severe migraines almost daily and nightly, I’m on medication for that and have to take Botox for that. I do have Bipolar/depression and anxiety and foot problems I had surgery and have arthritis in it also. I have Barrett’s esophagus, motility problems with my esophagus, where the esophagus doesn’t push any of the food down to the stomach and I do not digest food. I wind up in the hospital several times yearly in horrible pain and throwing up. I have tons of hospital bills and I’m on 13 different types of medications and I’m not getting any type of government assistance. Some medications that I need, I can not take, because just one of them is over 1,000, that’s for my esophagus and that medication is called Dexilant. I’m on pain medications for my fibromyalgia and back problems and medications for my mental health. It’s very hard to pay doctors, medications, regular bills like phone, electric, water, housing, insurances, things like that and my daughters have mental illness and other illnesses also. This makes it even worse. It’s so very hard. My parents were helping me for awhile, my dad had an extra job. But, he had to quit and get double knee surgeries and they both are just living off social security. They are in their mid seventies. I feel so guilty that I even had my father working and helping me. That’s uncalled for. I swear if I could work I would, but, the pain and everything I go through is just too much. The last job I had, I loved it and would still be working there if it wouldn’t be for all of this. They worked with me on my problems till it got worse. I’m getting knee problems and had elbow surgery and the elbow is popping out again also. So everything is taking it’s toll and I really do not know what to do anymore. I really need help. I need my medications, I need procedures, I need to see the doctors. I need to pay the hospital bills and all my other bills. This bill attached is only one of MANY bills I have for the medical bills I have. Not including other bills. I can’t be on the street with my girls and Ill. I seen this site. I don’t know if it’s a real site, but, I guess I will try. I’m just hoping for a Blessing. If it’s not real, I know I’m still Blessed with my babies and will figure something out somehow. The good lord has looked over me this long, I died twice on the table and he brought me back, so I’m thankful for my life!
My name is Nat. This year has brought a lot of surprises, good and bad ones. The beginning of 2019, I had brain surgery to remove a benign tumor. The recovery was rough, but I was happily back at work by June. Then my husband and I found out we were expecting our first miracle for 2020. We were so excited because we were also looking towards adoption. In October 2019, I went to the ER and was told to not keep my hopes up. So, I stayed safe, healthy and cautious when moving, working, and taking care of myself. I ended up in the ER about 5 times from Oct 2019 to Jan 2020 and they were each terrifying. We didn’t want to hear bad news when we went in. I had severe vomiting and other symptoms that came about from the surgery I had that same year, I knew it was risky, but this was the first time we ever had a positive stick.
So, because of these emergency room visits in such a short time with NO health insurance in October/November 2019 and didn’t hit a deductible for Dec 2019, the bills began pilling up. I am now owing about $15,000 in medical bills which also include my son’s birth bills from the hospital. I have been using my credit cards to pay for diapers, formula, (which he has expensive formula due to GERD and allergies. The health insurance company said they would cover that, and they never did.) food, gas for my car to go to doctor’s visits, and my son has been in the ER a few times himself already too.
My husband and I are trying hard to pay the hospital bills off but it’s not enough. I am currently on maternity baby bonding leave until Dec 2020 and as happy as I am to be bonding with my son, I might consider going back to work sooner, but then the fear of the coronavirus at a daycare is terrifying. He is only turning 4 months soon, so being less than 1 years old with the pandemic is just unpredictable. Before the pandemic, and before going on leave, we never needed assistance for anything. My husband and I have been living on our own for about 5 years now and are jobs we are grateful for, but now it’s rough. Our son is growing and our bills are pilling up.
It would be greatly appreciated if we can receive some assistance to help pay off all these bills. We are not planning for another child anytime soon due to the financial struggles we are having. We wanted a second one but again, when COVID-19 hit, and we saw how quickly our finances were depleting, we have decided to hold off for 4 years. Thank you so much for reading this letter. Stay safe.
Hi, my name is Greg and my fiance’s name is Alicia. On July 14th we set out to drive from Philadelphia to Las Vegas to get married and to see the country along the way.
We made it all the way to Denver, Colorado when our funds ran out. We both didn’t think it was gonna cost as much as it did. So we swallowed our pride and decided to turn around to go home. We decided we would wait and fly out at a later date to finish what we started.
So we left Denver, Colorado and Greg drove for 14 hrs and then decided to pull over to get some sleep. Alicia decided to drive while he slept so they could make good progress. It was dark and was pouring rain outside. Alicia was driving on Interstate 70 right outside of St. Louis and the gps said to get off onto State Route 180 to get onto Interstate 270 to avoid the road closure through St. Louis. As she was getting back on she slide off the road into a water drainage ditch.
Greg woke up to screaming of, ” I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” No one was injured but the car was pretty bad. The car was Greg’s mom’s car, she let us use it because it was a great car to travel in. It was a 2015 Toyota Camry.
The cop came and he said that people fly off the side of the road here all the time because it’s really dark with no lights and the grading of the road has to be off cause once it rains it shoots people right off the road. The cop took us to a hotel and Triple A was supposed to tow it. The next morning we found out the car didn’t get towed so we had the body shop tow it. We got the hotel room for two weeks to give them enough time to fix the car. The first estimate was 6,200$ and then 4 days later we got a call that they totalled the car out.
Greg had to tell his mom the bad news which he was dreading and it didn’t go over to well. So we were ready to go home but then we both decided let’s stay out here and start our lives together. Greg got a job doing concrete for now he can’t find a job in his field which is a Telecommunications Lineman. Alicia is having a hard time finding a job because she usually waitresses and is a teacher’s aid. Which these two jobs are bad right now because of the Covid going on.
We have been looking for apartments so we can call some place ours and not be in a motel room.
We are looking for help so we can move into an apartment and honestly we want to get out to Las Vegas so we can finish what we started and get married. Greg also has to still get the ring but knows no matter what type of ring it is she will love it.
Anyone that helps we thank you from the bottom of our hearts and hopefully this story can end with us getting back to Las Vegas and for two best friends to get married.
My name is Nicholas. I am now and have always been a very hard working independent individual. For example; I am using my lunch break to write this message and I am fighting the urge to cry harder than I can ever remember doing so in my life. I am 28 years old living in North Central Kansas. I was raised by two loving hardworking parents who both served in the United States Army. My life started spiraling downward about 3.5 years ago. I could spend a considerable amount of time playing the blame game but ultimately in the end I am where I am based on final decisions on my own. My credit card debt started accumulating quickly and even with my knowledge of how horribly wrong credit cards can go. I lost control of it after moving to a larger city to be closer to work. I reached a breaking point and finally decided to tackle the issue. I entered myself into a debt management program for my 3 large balance CC’s. Not 3 months after entering the program I was admitted into the ICU suffering from a condition known as DKA or Diabetic Keto Acidosis. I spent 4 days in the ICU learning that I had been living with type 1 diabetes for going on 5 months. Even the Endocrinologist was impressed that I did not fall into a coma in half that time. I knew something was off but as I stated before I have always been hardworking and Independent and I didn’t want to take any time away from work as I was very committed to sticking to my debt management program checkpoints. Then, 29 days after I was diagnosed with Type 1 Diabetes (T1D) the company I had worked for over the last 7 years fired me for whAt seemed to be unknown reasons ( I live in a right to work state) I then lost my health insurance 6 days later. T1D is a very expensive autoimmune disease even with health insurance. I had applied to 47 companies in the span of two weeks after my termination. My savings was completely depleted after the first month of unemployment. At the time I was supporting a partner while she was studying to become a Dental Hygienist. My savings was a buffer to cover 1.5 months of bills for just myself. Back to the credit cards. My only option to cover just my monthly medical expenses of $1,650 uninsured. I did not receive full health coverage for over 6.5 months. I defaulted on my debt management program with the inability to pay the monthly payment. I am working full time currently due have health coverage now thank the lord. But between the credit cards and personal loans I had to take out in order just simply survive minimally I am just drowning. I was able to get back into the debt management program after describing my situation with the medical issues and loss of employment. The cherry on top of all of this is that just 2 weeks ago, the transmission in my truck blew up. That was my only regular means of transportation to and from work. My current debt amount is sitting at $27,163.54 and the cost to replace my transmission is $9,200. Bringing the grand total to $36,363.74 I am in no way expecting to receive anything in regards to this message but would be more than eternally great full to receive any help. I was raised by good southern parents who taught me to always give the shirt off my back to anyone in need and I have stayed true to my roots all through life. My pay pal link is:
Again, anything will be more than a blessing. And if you took the time to read this do decide to donate to me. I would love to be able to give you a proper thank you via gift basket/personal thank you letter!
I am a young adult. Just trying to get out of a bad home life with no money to fund it. I want to build my own home that will be big enough for my family when I start one, because I am trying to look to the future. That way I will not have to move and I know will be as secure and as safe for me and my future family as possible. I have a big family and that did not help me in life. Before I even reached double digits, I was molested and raped by my own brothers and made to do things with others. When it was found out after a long time my own dad just told them to stop and that was that. It didn’t stop off the bat. It did get better for me for a little while, because it was not happening. But I still lived there with them and had to deal with them and their friends and me and my so told lies. I spent years being threatened by one of them and that was better than paying for it. It did eventually get better for a period of time. Till I hit my mid-teens, about my high school years. Then my sister’s boyfriend moved in and I guess my so-called stories were told. I looked up to him as the brother I would have rather had. I felt safe and protected with him so I clung to him like my safety net. That late came back to bite me, because he used my trust to get what he wanted from me. Weather I was awake or not for him made little difference to him he got what he wanted. The sad part is that it ruined more years of my life. Especially as when I told others it did not make a difference. I was either telling more stories for attention or whatever other means or it was lies how could it be true if I was always around him and hanging off of him. It helped to keep me even more isolated from others and have no friends much less real ones. I have had to work for everything I have and want, but I cannot get a job anywhere else in my small town especially when my family is well known and everyone knows everyone and everything. I am stuck working for my family making minimum wage. The same family that has managed to sweep all my stories under their rug are who I work with. It makes it extra hard to save money when I have to pay for everything from gas, my car, food, rent, my phone, etc. $800 a month does not make it far. It is more than $800 to rent a small house in my town. Any help you can give in money would be greatly appreciated to have my own home and maybe start to meet friends and have a real life and get help.
My name is Bree and I need help. I am a 20 year old college student in Washington State. I live in the cheapest one bedroom in the city, with a roommate and within walking distance of everything. I eat bulk foods like potatoes and carrots with salsa on a daily basis to save money. I am doing everything I can, and yet I am sinking.
I am a college student, diagnosed with depression in February of this year, a week after my birthday. I am only able to get medicine and therapy through my step mothers, and that won’t last long as she hates me and is divorcing my dad as soon as her own pockets will allow. I can’t drop out of college or I will lose all of my scholarships and federal loans, but I can’t survive on savings and part time work during this pandemic. If I drop out of college with $15,000 of debt I will drown; if I continue as I am now I will drown. It feels like I have no choice but to watch myself decline into poverty and depression.
My ESA cat, Pumpkin, has just died of old age, and it cost $200 just to have him euthanized and cremated. I feel so incredibly alone. The people of America have only received one stimulus check, but I didn’t even get that. My mom falsely claimed me on her taxes, and I am still waiting for my appeal to go through. I’ve been waiting since April now, to even get my regular tax return. The government is in turmoil over elections, they don’t care that people are dying without help, or even notice.
I have sold a lot of my furniture already. I have no family or friends to turn to, anyone in my life who is not barely making ends meet themselves. I have no one to lean on or I would not be on the internet begging strangers for my life.
My rent is $1,000 a month, and I can barely manage it with the rest of my life on the bare minimum settings. I still owe my college $600 for this year, and I don’t know how much the interest will be when I am hit with the late fees. I am already $1,300 deep on my credit card, half of my limit. It’s hard to imagine tomorrow when it seems so painful to live it out…
I am begging. Anyone. If anyone could hear me. I need help, desperately. I am trying so hard, and yet I am watching everything crumble around me. Please help me.