Hello, and thank you for stopping by. I hope you’re doing well.

I’m a performing artist who’s currently facing a financial emergency. For the past few months, I’ve been struggling to stay afloat due to a series of setbacks. I rely on my vehicle to do gig work—like food and grocery delivery—but unexpected car repairs put me behind on essential bills, including rent.

Here’s where things stand:

• I’m behind on rent, and I’ve been given until Monday to come up with the balance to avoid eviction.
• My car is at risk of repossession if I can’t pay off the missed payments. Without it, I’ll lose my only means of earning. I’ve been given a week to come up with the funds.
• I’ve been searching actively for more stable work over the last two years, but the gap between gigs and income has taken a serious toll.

What I Need:

I currently need help covering the following urgent expenses:

• $1200– Rent (due by Monday)
• $1526.52 – Missed vehicle payments
• $1050 – Maintenance costs (spark plug replacement, brakes replacement_ 2018 Kia Forte)

Total: $ 3776.52

How You Can Help:

Any contribution, large or small, is deeply appreciated. I’m more than willing to provide proof of bills, receipts, or any necessary documents to show that I’m genuinely in need.

This situation has been incredibly stressful, and I’m simply trying to get my head above water—so I can return to my work, stay housed, and have a little peace of mind again.

With deep gratitude,

A girl trying to make ends meet!

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When i was growing up, my family moved around a lot. For many different reasons and all over the United States. It was difficult being the “new kid” all the time. The hardest part though was saying goodbye to friends that i had made. Mainly because as kids most of my friends would lose interest in writing, or keeping in touch after awhile. My mother would console me and she always would tell me “Crystal, in your lifetime you’ll maybe come across two or three true friends, but they are the kind of friends you’ll have the rest of your life”.                                                                                                        My husband and I met Barb and Jonathan when we lost a member of our church. They lived a few states away and came back to pay respect and handle a few legalities. After about 20 minutes of chatting Jonathan said ” We are going to be great friends for a long time I can already see it” He was right. Jonathan and Barb are incredible people. Very kind and sincere. One day Jonathan was talking to our son about the importance of trust and keeping your word. He told him of the value of knowing that the people you have as friends always have your back and would be there for you in a second all you need is to ask. Jonathan and Barb have been there for our family and has always had our back.                                                                                                  Yesterday we got a call from Barb that Jonathan was in the intensive care unit awaiting surgery due to a heart attack. She also mentioned he had planned to drive the 20hours to where we live just to surprise us in the next few days. My husband and i are not not great at admitting we need help let alone asking for it but i am pleading with anyone that reads this to please find it in your hearts to donate to help us raise money to make a trip up to surprise him and be there for him like he would us. For the drive up there it will cost roughly 4-$5oo dollars for Gas money anything donated over that will go to help his family. Please please donate or at least share our story. If anyone deserves it in this whole world its Jonathan and Barb. We never know how much time we have on this earth. Take every oppertunity you can to spend it with those who mean the most to you. God bless.                                                                                                                                    Cash tag $csaunders2250

Hello I am a full-time caregiver of my 75 year old dementia patient father. We have lived in our home for 18 years. My mother has passed away. I am disabled and unable to draw check. I do not get paid to care for my father. We have an eviction notice we have till the 17th of July to pay or leave. I guess my landlord has been racking late fees onto what I owed. I began being in debt for having people stay with me to help with my father. And all they did was leave and leave me behind in bills each time. I have two granddaughters that also sometimes stay with me. I have no money to move or pay. Cash app reese1175

I never thought I’d be in a place like this — asking strangers for help. I started my roofing business in 2017 with nothing but hope, determination, and the dream of building a better life for my wife and our three kids. For a while, things were going well. We had steady work and were making it.

But in 2019, I took on a few large commercial projects — jobs I wasn’t fully prepared for but believed I could handle. I trusted the wrong subcontractors, and a couple of those jobs went sideways fast. I did everything I could to make it right, even filed an insurance claim to cover damage and made sure the customer was taken care of.

In the end, I finished the work, but I never got paid what was owed. I was shorted over $160,000. I took out a $100,000 loan just to stay afloat — a loan my dad co-signed for, believing in me. After the business collapsed, I couldn’t repay it as planned.

Now, bankruptcy isn’t even an option, and I’ve been making huge monthly payments just to keep up — while my family and I live with my parents, trying to rebuild from rock bottom.

It’s been five years of scraping by. One emergency can set us back months. I’m not looking for a handout but at the point were it would be fair to my kids not to try — I’m just asking for a little help to breathe again, to lift this weight, and to give my family the fresh start they deserve.

Even the smallest support means more than you know. Thank you for reading, and thank you for caring.

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Hello to everyone kind enough to take the time to listen to my story. I am a former Marine, honorably discharged after serving over a dozen years. I started a small business about thirty years ago and have always believed in hard work and self-reliance. I have been knocked down financially many times, but have always managed to pick myself up and keep moving forward. They say timing is everything; unfortunately, our situation does not allow me the luxury of time.

In October of 2021, everything changed. We refinanced our home for some much-needed repairs, including the roof and a small porch cover, which my wife had always wanted. Four days into the project, as they were ending the day, I requested that they tarp the area they were working on since the weather was beginning to change. However, the crew, including the project manager, reassured me that everything was fine. At six-thirty on Saturday morning, my daughter came rushing into the bedroom, telling me her room was flooding. Both windows resembled water fountains, and paint was bubbling from the ceiling and walls. I then went up on the roof and got it tarped. I also had a rather stern phone call with the project manager; he made assurances, and the extra repairs began. 

Approximately six weeks later, and with a second crew, they were way behind schedule. After repeated reminders about tarping the roof before leaving each day, which they had failed to do multiple times already, they left the same area as before, uncovered again. The repairs to my daughter’s room were subpar to begin with, but we couldn’t go through that again. I made the effort to go back up on the roof and tarp it again, only this time, I fell two stories onto the concrete slab below. I broke my left femur, dislocated my right shoulder, and had staples put into my head. They sent a third crew to finish the job. Weeks later, our neighbor had discovered snow drifts in our attic due to an improper ridge cap installation. 

I lost a year of work, and my wife had to quit her job after twenty-eight years to access her retirement, which kept us afloat for the time being, but they filled her position. I cannot work as fast as I used to, and my wife has had to take on any job that has appeared in front of her. We accumulated over thirty thousand dollars in medical bills, even after insurance. 

The company was found negligent, and we were awarded enough money to fix the house properly. However, we had to use over a third of our repair money to pay the legal fees in full, and we had only made the necessary repairs that we had the remaining money for. We cannot sell the house because several projects are still incomplete, and we cannot secure a loan. At the prime age of sixty-three, I am running out of time to start over and rebuild, and my wife is also looking for a second job. We have run out of money and ideas. 

It’s a little difficult for me to ask, but I am humbly asking for help. Thank you for taking the time to read my story! Any help would be greatly appreciated!

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