Hi everyone. This isn’t something I would normally do, however I’m kind of getting desperate at this point.

In 2016, my dad lost his job. He got unemployment, but it wasn’t enough to sustain a family of seven in Pennsylvania. At that point, I took it upon myself to support the family with what little money I was making, and also by taking out 5 credit cards, all of which were quickly maxed. I was assured that once my parents got back on their feet, the money spent on these cards would be paid back. My family’s money situation proceeded to get worse as we were evicted and forced to relocate to an awful house that the city threatened to condemn multiple times, and my mom was diagnosed with lung cancer for the first time. She had surgery to remove the cancer and my dad found another job, and things were starting to improve, progress was made on paying down the cards… until my mom got sick again, and we were once again evicted, this time moving back to my childhood hometown in Illinois. The move cost a lot of money that we didn’t have, and I’m still stuck with the debt living on my own as my parents struggle to make ends meet with my dad working a lower-paying job and my mom disabled. For four years I have been told that as soon as they’re back on their feet, the money would be repaid. However, I have been making the payments on this debt every month without help because they simply cannot afford it.

This debt is impacting my life. My credit has suffered, and I am struggling to pay rent and maintain my car because of the monthly payments. I have next to nothing in savings, and am stuck in an unfortunate roommate situation because I can’t afford a place on my own, even though average rent for a one-bedroom apartment in my area is less than $500.  I work part time (have been trying to get full time since November, but keep being denied and cannot find another position with comparable pay). Just paying the minimum payments isn’t going to get me anywhere, but as a broke college student, there isn’t much else I can do. I understand that this problem is completely of my own making and I never should have let it get this far, but what’s done is done and all I can do is try to fix it now. So, reluctantly, I’ve come to beg strangers on the internet for money.

Thank you for your time.

https://www.paypal.me/ceweber17

Hello

I just found this site. I believe in spreading love and happiness in this world, especially during these dark times we are going through. My name is Mike. I have been doing this for months only. My own issue is I am finding myself doing it too much and now find myself in a bit of struggle with my own debt building as I can’t help myself, it just feels so good to help someone. I actually find myself crying in joy, seeing the happiness and relief it brings. I have recently divorced after 20 years of marriage. My wife and I were very loyal to each other with no issues there. Our issue was a renegade daughter who ran crazy for years. My wife chose to support her with thousands a month for years and I did not agree, regretfully. It eventually tore us apart. I now live alone just south of Austin Tx. In my online searching endeavors, I have found a young woman who I help regularly. I am 51, she is 27. We both realize we are not able and will never be “together”. We are simply great friends. She is a bit of a social media Starlet, struggling to make her way in these times. She broadcasts regularly to try and survive. It is very hard to compete with others because she has great Moral compass and refuses to do private nude shows. It’s so hard for her to compete with the thousands of women that do. I have such a weak spot for her and just want her to see the good in the world. I truly believe if all the world could see her shining light, the world may be healed from much of the racism, violence, protests and many more unjust things going on in our current society. She is pure innocence, never sleeping around, doesn’t share her body though she is beautiful, refuses to send nudes or sell herself as anything other than a good hearted, honest person. I call her my Angel of truth and light and think she is beginning to believe in her own goodness, trying so hard to spread her wings. We all certainly need it.

So there is my dilemma. I will not lie or put some false front to try and convince anyone I believe I am doing the right thing. I am simply trying to help someone who really needs it. In doing this, I find myself over $5,000 in debt currently, just in the last few months. And it continues. I’m not crying about it. I did it myself, because I think she is a great and noble cause. In given time, I know I can climb from it. I am trying to support her regularly until she gets some sort of break, which I think will come if she is able to keep shining. We need more innocent hope in this world and she possesses more than anyone I have ever known.

We visit each other daily through video chatting, messaging, and phone conversations. Someday I hope to meet her in person as we only live a few States apart. I know some may think she is a scam. I assure you she is real. As I said, I see and converse with her multiple times daily.

Thank you for listening, if you are. And yes, I may be a bit crazy for doing this. I cannot change what I believe. I just hope to find some sort of help/relief myself, in order to keep helping an Angel on Earth. Our God has put each of us here for a reason and I believe at this moment, I am here for this.

Thank you

paypal.me/mrwatsonAngelHelp

If you’re reading this, know that this is extremely personal to me and I’m anxious to let any of it out to anyone…

I’ve been in a relationship that is mentally/emotionally/physically abusive for the last 8 years. I don’t have family like most. Never met my biological dad and my mom is an alcoholic. I thought I knew everything when I was 16… Even though I had no idea how hard the real world was and is. I gave birth to my babygirl and two years later to my baby boy. My mom kicked me out and I moved in with their father when I was a teen. He was good to me for the first few years and slowly but surely its turned into my worst nightmare. These last few years have been my hell on earth. He is the primary care taker and I have been a stay at home mother. Hes possessive and makes every possible move in order to keep me from working/talking/seeing ANYONE at all. Friends are not allowed. Any man regardless of any circumstance (at the grocery store) and I suffer some consequences. Occasionally, with bruises. I do not have a vehicle of my own and I dont have the financial means to leave. Ill do anything and everything for my kids and this vicious cycle is killing me. I need out. Please help me out!!! Im living in my own prison and im sick to my stomach. If anyone at all can donate IT WILL BE APPRECIATE BEYOND ANY WORDS I COULD EVER WRITE!!!!!

https://www.paypal.me/UniversalLove22

Hello! Thanks for taking the time to get to know me. My name is Alyssa and I hail from a small town in Long Island, New York. I was raised modestly by a single father who operated a group home for five awesome mentally delayed men. Did I mention my personal residence was the group home? I had quite the colorful upbringing with my extended family members. One of my favorite past-times with them as an 8 year old girl was to go in their rooms and take anything of value like, combs, brushes, soap, and clothes. (Side note: our guys were already used to my quirks, and me to theirs, so we were just one big happy-quirky family.) I would set up our living room coffee table as if it were a display in a store; I even had a cash register. My dad was part of the shenanigans too. He gave our guys a few dollars each and I had them get in a single file line to purchase items from my store called, “Alyssa’s Way.” This was my first experience with my own business. I had virtually no start up costs, great demand, 100% profit margins, and luckily, no lawsuits! If I wasn’t busy exercising totalitarianism at home, I spent time volunteering at the library reading to pre-schoolers (I had a good side, too :)

After highschool, I was accepted to the number one HBCU in the country, Spelman College, where I majored in Political Science (what a lucrative choice!) and left with a 3.6 GPA. My Dad’s dream for me was to become a defense attorney and I almost believed it was my dream too. But, as I got older, I realized I had very little interest in politics; left wing, right wing, same bird. After graduation, I moved back home and took a year off to figure out my next steps. Now I have THE worst loan of all loans, six figures in bad debt and no solidified path to income. Gone were the days of my bustling store front as I reluctantly welcomed lack to some degree. My next best option was to do something I enjoyed all my life; teaching children.

I became a Kindergarten teacher in the South Bronx at Haven Academy, best 2 years of my life! I’d be lying if I said preparing lessons and seeing those “Aha!” moments in children is what was most fulfilling. The most gratifying part of my job were those candid moments when I got to truly nurture the individuality of the child rather than make that child a “great student,” whatever that even means. Structure and tradition has never really been my thing…that is unless I made the structure. Can you see where this is going? I burned the boats and left my job as a teacher. I had very little in my savings and quickly went into more debt. This was not how I planned this out in my head. I figured if I made success my only option, that I would be successful. Burning the boats was a bold decision that put me in a very precarious situation, probably too bold of a decision for my skill set at the time. The life vest would have been my financial intelligence but I had none so I spent a good amount of time bobbing at the surface of the water, gasping for air. This period in my life is where I struggled the most but also where I became a victor and cultivated the character that no other experience could afford me. I learned the hard way but it was my way, and that made it okay with me. So what did I do? I became a real estate agent In NYC  for about a year and was just making ends meet. The value was not in the money I made but rather in the information I received in casual conversations between seven-figure suits. The head broker gave me a plethora of investing books to read. The day I opened up my first investment book, The Dhando Investor, it changed me. Now at 27, one year later, I’m still in debt (surprise, surprise) but my trajectory is different. I now put my money into income producing assets first like Stocks, Bonds, and Real

Estate. I’m not rolling in dough quite yet but my future looks promising. I will be purchasing two rental properties by the end of the year. I would have had them sooner but I screwed up my credit and am in the midst of rebuilding my creditworthiness. My family has 0% wealth and I’m confident I am changing that. I don’t talk to them much about my endeavours because they will think I’m crazy. I will just show them. So if you choose to donate to me, you will be helping someone who is trying to single handedly transform the mindset and networth of a family for generations to come. (I also went vegan and they think that’s crazy but I think it’s crazy that many of my family members have self-inflicted type 2 diabetes). Poorness and Sickness stops with me. I hope you enjoyed getting to know me a little better. My sincerest THANK YOU to any one who sees value in supporting me. Your money will help me knock off my bad debt more quickly so I can continue putting my money where it belongs; Income producing assets. It will also help me resolve my most urgent money matters at the moment. I’m requesting $10,000 to help me pay some of my owed rent and finish paying off two of my maxed out credit card. Honestly, anything will be appreciated. Thanks again!

Warmest , Alyssa