Hello! My name is Megan! I am a South Carolina native raising three children alone. The main reason I am reaching out and asking for help is I freelance for a living. My contract abruptly ended after three weeks of not working during the holidays (the company asked, not me, I wanted/needed to work). The week we were due to come back, we had our onboarding meeting on Monday the 9th and Tuesday the 10th I was informed via a concise text that I was no longer a good fit and that the 5 hours I worked the day before still has not been paid to me either. I have a small savings of about a thousand dollars, but that is dwindling fast. I’ve never done this before (asked for money from strangers on the internet), but I have a southern accent, and I have learned some parts of the country love just to hear me talk, and in that research, I discovered this platform! I have three children, ages 14, 10, and 2. They are my world and my everything. I raise them alone. My oldest 2s father is incarcerated. 5 years ago, he was involved in a deadly car accident that left a very kind man without his life, and he is serving 19 years in prison because of it. It was devastating for my small family. I decided to try and move on, and my last relationship became very abusive and toxic, and it left me with my last baby. His name is Abel, and he is the light that we didn’t know our shattered hearts needed. So it is just me and me alone while raising them. My mother was my only support system through all of that, and she passed of covid last January. Luckily she left her home for us, and I’ll forever be grateful for that! I love you, mama!! This sounds like one of those “everything bad that happened to me” posts or articles. It isn’t. I’m just a regular mom trying to make it and keep our small ship floating. If you do decide to donate or fund, thank you! THANK YOU FOR YOUR KINDNESS and for having such a pure and understanding heart! And even if you don’t donate or fund, you and everyone having a hard time right now, on both sides, will be in my prayers, and even though I don’t know you, I love you!!

My PayPal is paypal.me/MeganG0812

If you managed to read this far and got to the end, I thank you for hearing my venting and having your compassion! Thank you ❤️

Well for the longest time I always seemed to be in the wrong place at the wrong time with the wrong people learning and doing the wrong things. I found myself in a constant state of depression and anxiety but as a young man was taught not to show and or talk about these feelings. When I graduated I joined the U.S. Army 15 e UAS maintenance technician made it through basic training perfectly fine, as AIT began there were two rather cleverly stupid privates who managed to stay in ait for two years while also running a drug ring (selling to multiple higher ups) while collecting over a million dollars in a two year period; Finally they were caught and the rest of the AIT part of the base was put on lockdown (prison that make you wake up at 4:30 and run 2-5 miles everyday.) two weeks roll by Christmas leave comes around and finally we get to go home and see our friends and family, now this is when I need you to remember the beginning of this rant because now that I was in the army a lot of the wrong people took notice to me; I went with my friend to one of his friends houses, the dice on cardboard, playing pool on fridays, selling coke types, the “big homie” said he wanted to show me a good time bc I was serving our country and what not so he took us to a strip club and I shit you not spent 10,000 on me alone.  My friend and I having one of the best night we had had so far in our lives decided to ask how he got the money he had, the man replied “stealing, fighting, fucking, ducking” us both being 18 we laughed but looking back on it now he didn’t even smile.. leaving the strip club my friend and I couldn’t get over what we had just witnessed the whole club full of women (all because he put 20,000$ on the table) flocked to us like shit on flies,  we looked at each other and promised each other we would be there someday… most of the week after was spent at the local bar, underage drinking and trying to get laid trying to fit in with people I know now only wanted me around for the uniform I wore and not the person I was (as I had tried to befriend most of these people before I joined the army) having the time of my life and being respected like no other time in my life and no other time sense I packed got on the plane and flew back to my prison aka AIT

Christmas leave was over, but the lockdown remains, while I hadn’t even started my AIT training yet before Christmas break due too what had transpired and the lockdown and the investigation, I waited another 4 weeks before starting, waking up 0415 PT formations at 0445 PT to begin at 0500 the to cease at around 0600-0630 we were marched too and from breakfast at 0645 breakfast being at 0700 finishing up and being marched back by 0800 while all the other AIT soldiers who got into a class got on busses went to class, us who were unfortunate enough to have been last went as cleaning details in vans all around the base. While this was not terrible it gave me a lot of time to think about life at home and how much fun I could be having. Fast forward I get into class ready to learn about drones and actually get too work on things, my training only being 6-13 weeks I assumed we would be learning how to do actual maintenance on the drones and get hands on right away (recruiters man) so sitting in a classroom right after graduating while not doing a shred of homework since I was in 7th grade (I do not like busy work I tried to move forward in my learning but went to a small one stop sign town high school that did not offer advancement, so my test scores and when I wanted ti play a sport I turned things in) it was rather frustrating that the recruiters lied to me and most likely had no idea of the 3-4 week classroom before the hands on. I sat there paid attention when necessary and was thinking of home when not, it’s only fitting that they had messed up and put me in the wrong class seeing as I was supposed to be a maintenance tech the big green wheenie put me in the pilot class realizing I was in the wrong class I told my sergeant and he got me uninrolled in that class and set for the new class in 3-4 weeks mind you I was only supposed to be here 6-13weeks  seeing as I spent a week in the wrong class two weeks before Christmas break and 4 weeks after it had been 7 weeks since I had arrived some of the people who came into the training with me from the same basic were beginning to leave for the basic drones not the orbital ones, I’m sitting on another hold waiting with y thumb up my ass thinking about what I could be doing at home. Finally 3 weeks roll by 10 weeks there just now got into a class, mind you this MOS has the highest chapter rate in the entire Military not Army MILITARY when I got into class we were told not to help anyone and not to ask anyone for help if you don’t turn in 2 homework assignments or turn two homework assignments incomplete you were to get either kicked out out or reclassed,

we came to a part in the class that was in fact easy that what I told my self but subconsciously I wanted to be home so I failed to turn in the first assignment on purpose just so if I did want to leave I could, talking with my father I got my head on and was actually trying I was one week away from getting hands on and I really didn’t understand the homework that was was given the night before I went the next day t ask the teacher a question he looked at my paper then at his papers told me to follow him so I did went into the captains office and was told I was getting kicked out of the army under a general discharge. I became the shitbaggiest if shitbags!! It took them another 2 months to get me home!

returning home In the worst way in the worst mood and worst feeling of disappointment in myself I’ve ever felt I went stray to my friends house to get started on our lil mountain of dough and we started “fighting fucking, stealing and ducking”

this went on we eventually tried smoking crystals meth so we could stay up longer and steal what we could during the night. Paranoia set in shortly after we could not get ahold of another person we did these things with them checking and saw he got arrested for the shit we had packed my car I dropped him off at the girls house they were telling me to stay and lay low so I did for while until we got a call from his mom and she said she told them everything and had recordings saying it was us, so because of her our lives are ruined (realize  now it was only me and my decisions that led up to the events)

we got caught up eventually and I’m now on 5 year deferred probation while he being on his third strike is now sitting hard time 7 year sentence.

Now back when I was 7 years old I was diagnosed AD/HD  when means I talk all the time and move around a lot I was on adderall since then (adderall is clean meth btw) so these rx companies make loads of money off the same drug that you can go to prisons for 20 years for and give it to 7 year olds up the dose twice a year till I was 15 and started slipping the pills and buying pot to smoke. If you think about it our society is breeding habit filled either hopeless romantic or completely cold drug addict caffeine fueled over emotional hyperstemulated highly combustible and easy lit playing first person shooter games since they were 3 years old ticking time bombs!!!

but hey I just moved into a new house with my girlfriend trying to make it, had a job with my father where we picked up household hazardous waste and I kept the old electronics and sold them online so we got this new place and we were very excited about it but my father and I started to clash and argue so he got me fired Literally days after he helped me move in so I’m basically fucked because I owe 550 in rent I’m behind in my probation 558 I still owe 10000 on the probation and I can’t fucking find a job because I’m on felony probation!! Life is getting hard and I know that my decisions and my actions let to me being on probation and being in this situation I just want a chance to be better to get ahead to feel free and be able to live my life.

I love everyone have a great day!!