Hello im 23 and I was born with a birth defect that made my right leg smaller than my left leg and my right leg cant bend and it has other complications as well. Ive been in and out of the hospital trying to get it fixed because it is becoming a problem now. Ive always walked witha limp because of this and was bullied from it and im very insecure about it I just need help with going out of state to get the procedure to fix it anything will help
Please help me support my daughter and granddaughter.
This is my daughter and I in 2019. She had been having a lot of medical issues that repeatedly were dismissed as menstrual cramps. For years she was accused of seeking pain meds and told to stop being such a big baby. Then one day when she was being seen by a urologist, who again was dismissing her pain and symptoms, the Physicians assistant mentioned to my daughter that she thought she had “xyz”. The urologist was so mad about the PA giving my daughter a possible different diagnosis, she was fired. My daughter ended up in kidney failure the next day and was set up for emergency surgery to correct her kidney failure. She had what the PA suggested and my daughters life was saved.
I live in Colorado and she lives in Oregon. As soon as I heard the news I drove to Oregon and took her to her surgery in Portland Oregon at OHSU.
Here we are nearly 4 years later and my daughter is supposed to be turning 32 in April.
She had a baby prematurely due to pre eclampsia, on January 18th. She was due the middle of February. She was given a BP med to keep her from having a seizure or stroke because they were losing her. They performed the c section and both mom and baby survived. Baby has no hearing. Mom continued to have difficulty and they put her back on oxygen. To my surprise they both were released on January 20th. One of her sisters drove to help her with three young girls in tow, 3, 9 and 13. After staying their first night together at home, my daughter woke up and told her sister I think I need to see my doctor. She asked her sister if she could feel the lump and her sister replied that she didn’t need to feel it because she could see it sticking out of her neck. Bigger than a golf ball but smaller than a baseball.
My daughter was taken to the urgent care where they wasted no time in sending her to the emergency room. They did a cat scan and found a mass in my daughters chest. My daughter was diagnosed with cancer when her daughter was 3 days old. She had a biopsy this week on Tuesday morning. She met with a Thoracic surgeon later that day who told her she has a tumor on her heart and that he can try to remove it from her heart after she completes chemo and has a positive result. She was told she has Thymic Carcinoma and would need to begin treatment asap.
Tomorrow morning (Thursday)she is scheduled for a surgical procedure to insert a port and prepare her for chemotherapy and radiation. Friday morning she has her first appointment with oncology.
I am my daughters person.
The father of the baby is very adamant he doesn’t want anything to do with my daughter or his newborn now because they are broken.
I am still in Colorado because I don’t have the funds needed to be there.
Her sister has to get back to her home 3 hours away in Corvallis so her two girls can get back to school and so she can get back to work.
My daughter needs me to care for her and her newborn while she goes through this. She was told this is going to be a few months longs process with no guarantees because this cancer is rare and has up to a 5 year life expectancy to varying degrees depending on how far the cancer has spread. We will know more about life expectancy once the biopsy results arrive.
Until then we fight.
We must focus on getting her this treatment and as much time as we can with her little girl.
The truth is she could be gone in just a couple of weeks.
Please please please I beg of you, please help me go be with my daughter and granddaughter for this difficult time. So much has to be done. I cannot handle this on my own. I already spent all I had in savings to for other family members last year like my grandma who passed away the end of September. She was 97 years old. I miss her so much and can’t hardly believe I am going to lose my daughter now as well.
If you can help me, together we can get her more time with her new little one. Because she is a fighter. And so am I. Please please please help me with this urgent situation. All funds donated will be used for me to be with my daughter and support her in whatever she and my grand baby need.
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Hello, My name is Wendy. I am a single mother of two beautiful girls. About 4 years ago I took a leap of faith and finally divorced their abusive alcoholic father. It took me ten years to get the courage to get out, but I finally did it. When I left him I had no plan, didn’t know where I was going to live or anything, I just knew I needed to get out and get my daughter’s out of that toxic environment. It seemed the universe totally had my back at the time. I found a rental for a great unheard of price living in Sonoma County. My work in real estate as an independent loan signing agent completely took off. I was making close to $100K 2020 and 2021. I was able to save up a lot of money and take my girls on trips etc. My plan was to invest my money and make enough money so my girls never had to ask their dad for money again, he’s a complete nightmare! He’s an alcoholic and an extreme narcissist. He bought a house 2 blocks away from me. Well. life was great, and then a friend talked me into investing my money into crypto, said it would just keep going up. Everyone and everybody was saying bitcoin would go to $100K. Seemed like a no brainer. I invested November of 2021! Well, it tanked right after that! I have lost over $100K. My life savings is gone. I had some on exchanges that will never give me my money back. Even worse, pretty much overnight the feds decided to suddenly raise interest rates. It literally seemed to happen over night. The feds were saying they wouldn’t raise rates until 2024, not the case at all! My work is almost non existent at this point. Right before rates were raised I saw the writing on the wall and knew I needed a second source of income, so I started an Amazon store. I had plenty of income at the time to support it. The store is doing well, but I’m now in debt over $20K because of the store. When I started this business I had my real estate income to fall back on, not thinking it would change this drastically while I was getting it going. My oldest daughter is in college and I’m paying her rent as well. I can’t afford it but don’t have the heart to tell her I can’t help her anymore. November of 2021 I had $100K in the bank and no credit card debt at all. I paid everything off every month. When I started the Amazon business I had no idea how much money I would actually have to put into it to keep it going, and I never would have started the business if I knew the market was going to take a turn like this. I can’t sleep at night. I feel like I’m gong to have a heart attack because of all the stress and anxiety I have. All I can think about is how stupid I was to put my money in the market. That was money I could have fallen back on during this time. It’s all gone! I blame nobody but myself. Today I received a letter from my landlord that they are raising my rent by $200, they just raised it $200 last year. It’s because they can. I’m paying over almost $3000 per month for just myself and my daughter. I’m also paying my college daughters rent. My younger daughter is going to college next year. I don’t know what I’m going to do. I can’t move into a cheaper place because I’m in Sonoma County. Everything is over $3500/mth for anything halfway decent. I need a miracle to happen. I’m trying so hard everyday, but I can’t take the stress anymore, and I can’t let my girls think I’m a failure! All I want is to support them, and to support them without them having to ask for money from their horrible father. I really need a miracle. I keep trying to stay positive everyday, but I feel like I just keep getting kicked in the teeth the harder I try. I have no family to help me either. I’ve been on my own since I turned 18 with no help. I’ve done well until now. I just need a break!
I am asking for $100,000 to make me whole again and to know I have that money back in my savings account. I will also be using the money to purchase more inventory for my Amazon store. I still need to pay off all of the inventory I have already bought. My next shipment will cost $10,000. I’m selling so well I may run out of inventory, which is not a good thing to run out. I started selling on my Amazon business about 4 months ago and I’m making about $10k in revenue each month already. No profit yet. If I can keep it goin it will be profitable, but that’s going to take about a year to be able to live off the profits. I’m so close to getting there. I will be in a much better place next year if I can make it through this year. It’s getting harder and harder though. Please help!!!
I have learned many hard lessons from this that I won’t forget for the rest of my life! My business will pick up again when rates go down, and I know my Amazon business will be successful. I just need to keep up with the costs so I can start making a profit, which I’m very close to doing at this point. It’s going to make or brake me. My plan is for it to make me and help support my girls through college.
We are a young family of 8 doing our best to make ends meet. My wife and I work hard to raise our family in a wholesome and healthy home. We have earned great educations and work multiple jobs to try to be self-sufficient. We do our best to be positively involved in our community and donate our time whenever we can. However, a few years ago when our business took a turn and closed, we had to rely heavily on loans and credit cards. We sold most of what we had. I went back to school to earn a second degree to make myself more marketable. Now I am a teacher with side jobs, and my wife works 4 part-time jobs while trying to raise our 6 children. We are trying our best to stay afloat, but our personal loans and credit card debt are just drowning us. Currently, this equates to $55k. We have reached out to every assistance program that we could think of but can’t catch a break. If there is any financial help that you would be willing to part, we would be indefinitely grateful.
Thank you so much.
I am a newly single mom from an abusive, alcoholic husband. I have two girls ages 5 & 8. I work full-time at a real estate company. And my girls are both very active in competitive dance.
When going through my divorce I fought for our home and my car. As long as I was able to get them in my name, I was able to have them. Both of them were never paid by him, I always made the payments. They were just in his name. The car was only $33,000 brand new. But it had his old loan on it for his BMW. I had to pay it down $7,000 to get it into my name, on top of all the lawyer bills and obviously current bills to live and survive.
There was well over $20,000 added to the loan from his previous car. My car is starting to have problems now and I am unable to trade it in or get anything different because I still owe OVER what it was originally priced at. I would love to get it paid off or at least paid down so that I no longer have to pay more than what the car is actually worth when I trade it in.
Me and my family have come a very long way in just the last 5 years. With waking up everyday, going to work, bettering our education, paying off debts and still maintaining bills. We’re finally getting the rhythm of life down and then what you know fate strikes again. We do everything from retraining our money habits to working more hours. Me and my souse are apart of your everyday working class Americans. Trying so hard to get ahead but life just keeps taking us back! From close ones dying, getting long term diagnosis, to car problems, paying bills on time, keeping food on the table and roof over our heads. We are smart, motivated, youngish (late 20s), hard working Americans. But is it enough? I keep telling myself it is. Anything helps. $4450 is what we’re looking for.
Thank you and God bless!
Hi my name is ervia I have recently hit a really bad hardship my husband is the sole provider of our home he is from mexico we are honest working people we sell firewood together he was recently pulled over in our only vehicle and was arrested over a simple traffic ticket once the police department put his name in the system IMMIGRATION put automatic hold on him so he was deported to mexico asa he was walking down the bridge some men made him get into a truck and then I got a call from my husband saying that these men want money or they will not let him go….I keep wishing this was a horrible dream but it’s not this is my reality right now I’m living this nightmare…I keep telling myself ALL OF THIS IS HAPPENING OVER A SIMPLE TRAFFIC TICKET….my husband has not been IN SERIOUS trouble and yet this what we get for being good people…THE POLICE WOULDN’T EVEN ALLOW ME TO PAY THE TICKET BEFORE ENTERING HIS NAME IN THE SYTEM …NOW my husband is somewhere in mexico is a room full of other innocent bystanders being held hostage for ransom…I can’t even begin think about what if I can’t come up with the ransom what will they do to my husband what will happen to him I know he is scared right now he can’t do anything but hope and pray I come up with the ransom…this is alot for me to handle right now I have no choice but I am begging and pleading please someone anyone can you please help me with anything…I trying calling the mexico consultant they didn’t want to get involved I talk to a general with the mexico military and got the same response my nerves are shot I can bearley think because I am so worried these men first asked me for 9,000 I told him I don’t have that kind of money and he hung up on me the same man called me from a different number telling me to pay 6,000 that they will not let my husband go for anything less than that and I asked him by when do I need to come up with the money and he had the nerve to tell me yesterday meaning to just hurry up and get it…throughout the calls they allow my husband to talk to me for only 5 minutes and they always have the phone on speaker to monitor the calls…it hurts me so much to hear the desperation in my husband voice telling me to remember that he loves me no matter what I can’t deal with losing my husband i will die of a broken heart myself I already feel dead right now with out him …I’m begging anyone please help me get my husband out of this deadly situation I am begging please I need a angel right now.so far I have sent $3,200.00
Pay pal @JENART33
I was injured about six months ago and have been unable to work. I had two major surgeries in which plates were installed in my arm and my foot. I contracted an infection in my foot and so I am unable to go back to work. Because I am unable to work, I am behind on all my expenses including rent, utilities and car payments. My debts total $19,500.I am very close to losing everything. Please help me. I have no family in this city. I am alone. I am a Christian and I believe God will provide through His people. God bless you!
I am a single mom of 4 boys, 3 of them are still at home and live with me in our family home. 2 months ago, my husband who I will be married to for 25 years next month, stopped financially assisting me with the mortgage and all associated bills with this house. He has since quit his job, moved all of his belongings out of our home and moved 4 hours away to live with our oldest son. I work full time, but I don’t make enough to cover all of the expenses without his assistance. I do Lyft on the weekends while trying to obtain a 2nd job to work in the evenings and on the weekends, but i am still drowning. I have maxed out all of my credit trying to maintain the household for my children and no one will give me a loan due to me debt to income ratio. I have entered into a debt management program, but right now i am a full mortgage payment behind of $3400 plus several of the utility bills and my car payment are behind. My dad has been able to help me out the past couple months, but i can’t keep borrowing from him. My mom was diagnosed with breast cancer and is in treatment and I cannot burden her right now. I am drowning and i just need some financial relief, but i have been turned down from everywhere. I have applied for several additional jobs, but I keep getting turned down for being over qualified, but I would take on any 2nd job as a cashier in retail, they just don’t understand the position I’m in as to why I’m applying for such jobs. Please help me from drowning in debt, i just need a light at the end of the tunnel. I’m about to lose everything and I will have nowhere for me and my boys to live.
Paypal.me/Rivkha321According to Wikipedia, there are 63,482 millionaires in the world. This number is rather specific. Although, it’s quite likely that a few have fallen under the radar, due to a prestigious propensity to hide one’s assets.
Out of these 62,482 millionaires, only 2,668 have a net worth over 1 billion. This means that the odds of a millionaire, or dare I even say, a billionaire, stumbling upon this very request and bequeathing me with the financial provisions to last the duration of my meagre lifetime are very low indeed. And yet, this is precisely what I’m counting on.
We can all dream, can’t we?
I presume that millionaires and billionaires have better things to do with their time than surf the internet, grading the most creative beggar and awarding them profusely. And yet, there are the occasional outliers; the wealthy eccentrics, the philanthropist rebelling against the stuffy air of mega-corporate fundraisers, the undercover angel investor who’s just trying to pay it forward, and always, those who are paying to have an agenda met unhindered by the observances of the public eye.
The only agenda I hope to meet is a very large lump sum, deposited into a private bank account for only me to access. Or possibly annuities spread out on a monthly or yearly basis from which to draw. I’m not asking for Universal Basic Income, because if I were, everybody would have to get it and that would be unrealistic.
I’m simply asking to never have to worry about money again in my life — Not for housing, clothing, utilities, food, articles of hygiene, etc. I’m asking for the ability to purchase a home of my choosing outright, and have enough to pay the taxes until the advent of my death. I’m asking the ability to pay for repairs, should the need for repairs occur. I’m asking to be financially capable of furnishing the place, with furniture made from real materials; rather than discarded furniture I’ve found by the side of the road, strewn along with people’s garbage, or that mass-produced particle board that can’t hold a book without bowing in two years.
I ask for enough not to have to work a day in my life. Enough to to travel, if so desired. Enough to take care of unattended health concerns, because how could I afford the premiums?! Enough to go back to school in a study of my choosing, or to start a small business if I wished for a project to keep me busy. And ultimately, enough to give back to the community on my own terms. I’m asking to never have to be the bane of someone else’s scorn for simply not being able to make ends meet. I know this is pretty unrealistic, but sometimes it’s good to have unrealistic goals.
Dream big or go home…If you have a home, that is.
For entertainment purposes, I’ve included a photo of myself from the last time when I was homeless. This is not a joke. I’ve written a book. Authors lacking higher education, formal collegiate contacts, and viable marketing strategy tend to fare poorly in society. The manner in which I express myself is seen as atypical amongst my working-class peers who determine whether or not I am a cultural fit for the hiring pool. And “atypical” is rarely considered desirable.
I’ve tried fitting in. I truly have. I’ve taken off the bunny-ears, slapped on a waitress outfit and scored the highest in the land of tips, but eventually my barriers wear thin, and I inevitably succumb to workplace bullying and sensory overload. When this happens, I’m not usually allowed to return to the workplace, as my reactions are seen as out of proportion to the intensity of the stimuli. If the viewer could only place themselves in my shoes! (But few and far between are those with the ability to do so.)
The public finds me unemployable. I may be somewhere on the autism-spectrum, undiagnosed. I may have brain damage that has yet to be proven. There may be a legitimate neurological cause for my failure to adjust to the demands of daily living. And yet, who can afford proper medical diagnostics!? It’s difficult enough getting an employer to take me seriously, let alone a doctor! The aforementioned possibilities give me a hope that there is some reason, some explanation, for the fact that I fail in society despite repeated efforts to get it right.
Hence, I go to the public(or the wealthy minority), because I no longer know just what to do.
Best wishes to all!
Hi my name is Dorothy and I am a 57 year old woman who has spent the last 4 years pulling her life together after 10 years of poverty, drugs and homelessness.
I haven’t always been homeless or on drugs and without any money. As a matter of fact I graduated from high school with honors and was my class valedictorian. I went to college for a while and then I went to a nanny school and became a professional nanny.
In my early 40s I moved from California to Arizona with my mother and I took care of her for 7 years. Then very unexpectedly and out of nowhere my sister who I was extremely close to passed away from lung cancer. Then shortly after that my mother passed away.
I didn’t know it at the time but since then have been diagnosed bipolar with severe chronic depression. With their passing I fell apart, I got into drugs and eventually everything got away from me and I found myself alone and homeless on the streets of Phoenix Arizona.
It took me a very long time to overcome the loss of my sister and my mother and of course the drugs didn’t help even though I thought they were at the time. Somehow by the grace of God I found myself after many years of homelessness and chaos, in Flagstaff Arizona.
I went to the shelter in Flagstaff called Hope Cottage and for the first time in a very long time that’s exactly what I started to have, Hope. The people there were wonderful and they helped me and loved me and healed my broken soul.
Now 4 years later I am clean and sober, I have a place of my own and am finally almost back on my feet. This is why I am asking for a little help. Because of my drug use and depression and bad choice’s I ended up crashing my car over 7 years ago. I had no insurance at the time so now I owe the courts 1200.00 in fees in order to get my driver’s license back. I am also in need of a cheap little used car so I can get to work.
I have had a few jobs here and there in the last 4 years but getting around on the bus has been difficult because of my weight and age.
I have taken Peer Support Training and want to pursue training and a career in mental health. My teachers think I have what it takes to be a very good therapist. The place that I trained at had wanted to hire me after my training to work for their company but the one thing that stopped me from getting the job was that I didn’t have a car.
To some people three or four thousand dollars may not sound like a lot of money but for me it would be life-altering it would change everything!! For me it would be the final step to getting back on my feet.
My ultimate goal is to pay it forward. I want to be a peer support specialist and go back to college and get the training I need to be a therapist. I know what it’s like to be on the street, to be alone and desperate. I want to be able to help people like I was helped.
I want to make the world a better place if I can in some small way. It’s taking me a long time to pull my life back together and I’ve worked hard but this last hurdle seems to be the most daunting of them all. If you can help me even with a little bit of money towards the goal of paying off my fines and getting a car I would be forever grateful and your kindness would go to someone who wants to make the world better, who has gratitude for all that she has and just wants to pay it forward.
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 ❤️
Let me start off by saying I have a hard time admitting when I need help, but it’s come to a point where I can’t see a way out of the hole I’m in. I’m married with two kids, my oldest is 7 and my youngest is 6 months. She wasn’t planned but I’m head over heels for her. Our financial situation is we can’t afford basic necessities. Don’t get me wrong we somehow find a way to get things paid but it come with sacrifices, like putting off groceries and just getting bead an peanut butter. Luckily our land lord is understanding of our situation but we are three months behind on rent and I’m not sure how long he’s going to wait before he just considers us a lost cause. We’ve tried to get government help on multiple occasions but we get denied every time, and I don’t feel comfortable lying to them to get what my family needs. My wife and I dropped our dental and health insurance on ourselves some time ago and to be blunt it shows.
We are drowning and need help.
My name is Haley and I am a 35 year old, single mother who lives in Louisiana. I have literally exhausted any other option of getting the funds that I need before I came here.
My life up until now, has been riddled with trauma, heartache, and little to no support from family, friends, or anyone else. I was severely abused as a child, both physically and sexually. I have been raped several times as an adult. I suffer from C-ptsd from these traumatic events. I say all of that to say, I have had it rough. Life has not been kind, and I have never been given anything. I have worked since I was 16 and I have never asked anyone for anything.
I have the opportunity to finally go back to school and get the degree I have always wanted. I have the funds through student loans and financial aid to cover tuition, however I am also in need of a couple of items to get started. I need a new laptop, I need to pay my internet service up for a few months because it is online school, and I need to be able to pay my rent for two months so I can focus on school. I recently lost my job due to downsizing, and I am currently looking for a new job, but it is taking some time. I don’t have good credit at all, due to my ex-husband using my social to ruin it. If I could get this money, I would be able to finally follow my dreams. I take care of my three children, alone, with no help from either of the fathers. I want to get this degree so I can get a good paying job, and also to show my children that if you never give up, you will eventually be able to follow your dreams.
If I was able to, I would simply take out a loan and pay it back over time. I am not, however, so here I am. Doing the one thing my parents would roll over in their graves about. I’m begging. I am trying so hard to be everything my kids need for me to be. I need this so badly, and I wish that weren’t the case. I hope one day when I’m in my Psychology career that I can also help someone in need like me. I appreciate the time you are taking to read this post, and I hope that no matter whether you can help or not, that you have an amazing life because just being willing to help is so very important.
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!!