My name is Peach when I was 17 I moved all the way across the country to California in hopes of getting a seasonal job for the winter to escape the life I was just barely living. I worked for a while at different seasonal jobs until I had no where to live anymore and couldn’t continue to work. I became homeless living in my car until my car broke down and was stolen by the towing company. I had nothing but a back pack my guitar and my dog. I lived this way for 5 years hitch hiking, playing music and creating art for just enough money to feed my dog and myself and get by. I met my now fiancé in Oregon. It was around September and just about to get really cold , he had a van at the time and we traveled down to Arizona together to escape the snow. We worked at some crystal shows living in that van saving up enough money to buy a bus for us to live in ! And we actually did it! That bus came and went , as long with a bus following that, and now we are living in our 3rd bus. From the money we made selling our last bus we were planning on converting the new bus to be liveable and have a work space so we could grow a business selling our art, But 100 miles after we bought this new bus it broke down costing us $2000 in repair which was every cent of money we had left. We slept on the ground of the bus for about 2 weeks until a very nice person donated us a futon, which is currently still our bed. We’ve been trying to continue to live in and work in a completely unfinished bus, while traveling from place to place as we have no permanent place to park . We even attempted looking into bank loans to try and buy a small portion of property in the state were trying to live in as I have actually very good credit, but I don’t have a “real job” or have a record of a “real job” for the last couple years. So that idea has been ruled out for now. We even tried to reach out to family to see if there was anywhere we could park our bus while we try and get our life together and get out of this hole we fell into. There is no space for us. We want to have a family and settle down but we have become stuck living life on the road with no where to go and no where to call home. I’m tired of constantly moving now and having no stability and constantly scrounging to get by day to day. I’ve tried to get jobs at multiple different locations but no luck so far as I look a little differently then most people. I’ve decided that I’m going to put all my energy into continuing to make my art, build up an inventory and try and sell online…but The campground we have been doing a work/stay trade for the owner decided he didn’t want to give us hours to work anymore forcing us to come up with the rest of the rent in cash . They had just recently stripped of us our security and privacy as the spot we barely managed to pay for, for the month has been rented out for the weekend so they had decided that while we we’re away on a hike that they would go into our bus (the ONLY place I can semi feel at home and secure) and move it themselves. Because they couldn’t wait an hour or two for us to get back. We could get our rent back for the month but even if we did we’d have no where to go and definitely not enough money for rent somewhere else. Leaving us feeling stuck with no security anymore. We’re stuck on the road with no where to go eating from dumpsters and just trying to get our life together. You can find me on Instagram if you’d like. Personal: @justcallmepeachy

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Hello,

My name is Jin Jeong and I hate to be one to ask for a hand out but I feel that there may be no other options available to me. Let me begin by saying that of all the genuine people asking for help that I may be considered as one of the most undeserving. In May of 2000 when I was 18 I committed a terrible crime and went to prison for murder. The details I feel are unimportant because whatever reasoning I have for the choices I made are to me nothing more than excuses. What makes my situation even more undeserving is the fact that it wasn’t until the last few years of my 15 years in prison that I chose to utilize my time. But to be honest I didn’t think that I would be fortunate enough to be here in the US of A. I’ve lived in the US 36 of my 37 years and I do consider the great states to be my home. English not Korean is my first language and despite having pledging my allegiance to this great country since grade school I am still considered anything but an American. It’s no ones fault but my own that I squandered what great opportunities and privileges that were offered to me but what comes to mind is that one never truly knows what they have until it’s gone. I know this better than most and live with regret day in and day out. But even having been through all this and thinking that I was wiser for it I find myself here before the whole cyber world begging for help. When I got released from prison and was given a second chance at life I had the most optimistic attitude and truly had hopes and dreams of righting what wrongs that I could and solidifying my relationship with God and for the first couple of years I had. Was a able to attend trade school and make my parents proud of me. Continue to attend my church and felt like a was becoming a welcomed and valued member. Also had aspirations of becoming a business owner and not only a productive member but a generous and truly valued member of society. Life on the other hand had a way of shattering all those dreams. Even though I had completed my schooling and was eager and willing the work force wasn’t as enthused about an ex-felon, especially one lacking work experience and knowledge of someone 10-15 years my junior, on their payroll. So I was limited to the menial of labors, washing dishes and working for restaurants. I don’t want to sound unappreciative because I am grateful to have been given those opportunities but I am a prideful person and felt that I was qualified and educated for more that what was being offered. I was fortunate enough to get a break and was hired by a Heating company in the neighboring town and was very optimistic once again about my future only to come to the realization that I was only fooling myself. No amount of optimism or well intentions can supplement lack of experience or education. It must have reflected because my boss gave me an opportunity to excel in my career by working under a 20 year veteran of the trade. I felt I finally got my break. I was going to learn and gain the experience I need and so desperately wanted but what I didn’t realize was the joke was on me. The 20 year vet was not quite the upstanding individual that I would have like to be guiding me along this new career path which had very little room for error. Well things didn’t go as I had hoped and let’s just say that the vet is no longer with the company and I’m fortunate enough to still be collecting a paycheck. I now feel as though my boss and the company doesn’t want me employed there anymore but can’t fire me without repercussions so instead they allotted to move me to a position in which I’m left cleaning the ducting of peoples homes. To me this is the lowest position that the company has to offer and it’s also my feeling that I was moved into this position with the hopes that I would one day decide to quit. And I would have had on December 15, 2018, 10 days before Christmas my father past away. No insurance no nothing. Let me also mention that I hold so much guilt for my fathers passing that at times I feel as though it may be to much to handle. I can’t even get myself to share as to why I feel so much guilt over his death. So here I am expenses and bills piling up, work that I dread going to day in and day out that doesn’t even afford me enough income to take care before mentioned bills and expenses, oh and don’t let me forget my mother who dealing with her grief has chosen to cling to me with a neediness that is almost suffocating but because of my love and concern for her I’ve chosen to forgo any self-well-being of my own. I feel my life is at the brink of spiraling out of control already and asking for help in this manor is one of the last things that I ever wanted to do but please if anyone has the means and the compassion to ease some of my burden. Please help me, not for my sake but those that I care about. If I didn’t feel that I was responsible for others and only had to concern myself with myself then the choices would have been much easier for me, but the truth of the matter is that I have loved one that are I feel dependent on me. So if anyone has any sympathy for me and the situation that I have found myself in your generosity would make the world of difference.

Thank you,

Jin Jeong

p.s. I guess I’m supposed to post my PayPal info at the bottom. Well with all my hopes and prayers.

PayPal.Me/KoreanAK

To the kind person reading this,

I never thought I would get to a point in my life where I would be writing to random people that offer help such as this site. It is crazy to me that people like you are willing to help out those in need. Well, let’s get straight to it. I am behind on a lot of my bills (phone bill, water bill, and medical bill) and currently am behind on two credit card bills that one is already in delinquent. My medical bills are because I am pregnant and am expecting a child in November. Because I am under 25, I am still with my dad’s insurance with a deductible as high as $6,000, causing me to pay out of pocket for everything. My money is running so thin that I don’t even have milk and eggs in the refrigerator, and I am constantly feeling like I’m on an episode of Chopped when searching for what to eat (I made a banana bread with applesauce today and it was actually amazing). I also just had to rehome my American Staffordshire Terrier because I couldn’t afford to feed him anymore. I have rent in July that I have no clue how I’m paying, not to mention I just graduated and am about to be hit with student loan bills. I am in debt with friends and family asking for money that I don’t want to ask for more. So, here I am. Asking for help on this site praying to God that someone is willing to see my story, believe me, and help me in any type of way. If this doesn’t work, I can at least say I tried, but if you decide to help me, I thank you in advance and pray that you receive great reward for this great deed. All I’m asking is to be able to catch up. I have attached just one bill of many that is behind. And my paypal link is https://www.paypal.com/paypalme/my/profile

How do I begin a missive to people in cyber-space – especially one that requires me to expose my personal struggles in such a vulnerable way? It is very difficult for me to ask for help. I suppose that it is prideful vanity whispering the word “failure” in my ear. My name is Jessica and I am not a failure. Take that pride! 

https://www.paypal.me/Jess341

I found myself staring at my computer screen for an hour, typing a sentence just to delete it seconds later. I decided the only way to get around that fear was to crash right into it with the truth. The truth is is this: My husband and I have made ourselves slaves. I remember reading a verse in the Book of Proverbs that says (I am paraphrasing) the borrower becomes a slave to the lender. It didn’t make much sense to me then. Logically I understood, but I was young and didn’t have much debt. Experience has become my greatest teacher.

Neither my husband nor myself grew up wealthy. We both had parents that worked hard to provide for us. Dean’s father was a single dad of three boys, so he worked a lot. My parents both had great jobs for years, but they spent frivolously and did not plan for emergencies. They eventually filed bankruptcy. We weren’t taught to save or even how to budget.

In 2007 my husband bought his first grapple truck.He had been driving for someone else for years and realized the money making potential in the hauling business. Ten years later we had three trucks, two employees, were an S-Corp and grossed over $250k. Every week we would run multiple cash loads that weren’t accounted for or deposited. We spent it. Our children believed that daddy had bottomless pockets. They weren’t spoiled but definitely comfortable and lacked nothing, as was I. I was able to stay home and take care of the house and the office.

And then the bottom fell out. One driver had $110,000 in insurance claims because he rear-ended someone – and did not tell me about it for a month. I found out about the accident the same week that he did $14,000 worth of damage to the truck putting it out of commission permanently. The next week the other driver did just about the same amount of damage to that truck. The only truck left was the first truck and it had almost a million miles on it.

We had bills. Lots of bills. We created to debt to pay off debt.

Someone we hauled for wanted to invest in a truck with us.. It was a bad deal, but we were desperate. We were losing everything. Our children were suffering. We found a truck that was being refurbished, came with warranty (and by all appearances looked like our life raft) by a “reputable” company. Our investor put up $60k cash, the rest to be financed. After sending the deposit to the dealer we were informed the truck hadn’t been worked on yet and that it would be two months before it could be picked up. We waited though, acquiring more debt just to pay our household bills. By then we just stopped paying most of the business ones. We had to have a roof over our head and running water.

I was so excited the day they went to get that truck. I had started cleaning houses and was working 6 days a week, sometimes 10 hours a day. Dean picked up the truck on a Friday, by Monday the truck had to go in the shop, starting a whole new round of devastation. But because we had already signed the finance agreements with both the bank and the investor we were now obligated to pay over $5,000 a month for a truck that was not producing any revenue. It took almost another two months for it to run steady. By then we were being evicted. With all of the debt we had accumulated, both of our credit scores plummeted. No one would help us.

Still we have pressed on. I am now working two jobs, our 16 year old daughter is working (and in the AICE program at school with a 4.0 GPA), and Dean is hauling as many loads as he can get. Sometimes giving your all still isn’t enough. I wish I could say that is the end of the story. It’s not.

My Jeep has needed a whole new front end for a while but we can’t afford the $1500 to fix it. It’s financed and I can’t find a buyer willing to pay what I owe.Two weeks ago the engine blew in my daughters car (that I spent ALL of my tax money on) and will cost $3000. Last week our only other vehicle was repossessed. That’s another $3500. We have no vehicle now to get to work or the store or anywhere. Dean has given everything he has in him to turn things around. He works all day and then comes home to work on the Jeep himself.

Four days ago we were informed that the investor is suing us for breach of contract. While we have paid him (some in cash, some in hauling) we have not been able to meet the demands of the contract. Legally he has the right to sue, as we signed the contract. We have communicated with him almost weekly. Dean has hauled 20+ loads (that’s $8,000) for him, all applying to our loan. Yet, we are in default. We will lose the truck.

We need help. We are going to talk to a lawyer this week. But how will we pay for it? How will we get there? And then what? Bankruptcy? Homelessness? This is my cry for help. Will anyone even read this? If they do, will they get past the first paragraph? And if they do will they read to the end, will they be moved with compassion?

To the person reading to the end – if you are in a position to help, please be my beacon of hope. If you can give money, please do so. If you can give a car (or an engine), please do so. If all you can give is an encouraging word that will give me hope, please do so.

   I want to start by saying thank you for taking the time to read this. I’ve been a little hesitant towards whether I should write this or even post this in general. I  have a fear of people where I live seeing this and possibly judging me for asking for help on such a public platform. Well for starters I’m Abi and I am 19 years old and this would be my first time ever asking for donations or financial assistance on the internet this is my last resort. I normally wouldn’t ask for help like this because I am afraid of rejection and when I do ask for help people would not help me or support me.

    Life has been very hard both financially and emotionally for my mom and I. My mom has battled seasonal/situational depression and it has affected her physical health. Since 2017 she has suffered with joint/muscle pains and pinched nerve occasionally. She would like to get an x-ray done to see what is really going on and we don’t have the money for that. My dad is doing the best he can even though that is not enough and he himself is struggling with his own emotional and physical health issues. We are up to our necks with bills being long overdue struggling to make ends meet, I have a student bill to pay off and I need to go to the dentist to get work done on one of my teeth because it has a hole and I possibly might need braces. In order to do that I would have to travel to another island to get the procedure done and yet again that calls for funds that are not available. Everything going on and how hard it has been growing up with financial issues, my parents raising a total of five of us, dysfunction in my family and my own personal hardships throughout my highschool years  has me battling manic & seasonal depression and bad social anxiety. For as long as I can remember art and craft has always brought me some sort of comfort. I love art it allows me to express myself and what I am feeling safely.Art supplies and tools are very expensive and as stated before it calls for money. I would love to buy all the art and supplies tools needed to carry that out. All of this is just stressing me so much.

    I want to travel for personal development and humanitarian/missionary purposes as I love to help people as best as I can and still struggle with connecting/socializing with people, but it gets better each day. To cover half the cost of what I really really really need for an x-ray for my mom, dental work needed to be done,student bill to be paid and credit card bills,and travel costs(July & October), my goal is to raise $12,000 (USD)  by the end of this week or next week. That sounds vague or maybe impossible, but I have hope that maybe just maybe who knows I can get lucky. I am very appreciative when people help as best as they can. I’ve stepped out of my comfort zone and reached out to people but unfortunately, they were not in positions to help and some simply did not want to help as stated in the beginning which is okay. However, I am out of options and this seems legitimate and I am just hoping and wishing that someone will feel the urge to donate out of the kindness of their heart. Whatever amount of money you can give I will be so grateful for.

Thank you again for even so much as reading this if you don’t help.

paypal.me/abisroberts

I’m really bad at these introductions,  so I’m just going to go with my gut and tell my story in the quickest way possible. My name is Leslie. I am a 36 year old barber/ special education aid. I have 3 children. 1 son 17, and 2 daughters 15, and 7. We live in a very small town in middle Tennessee. I’ve basically been mentally abused and bullied for the first half of my life. My family life was rough. I was verbally beaten down at home and school so naturally as soon as I turned 18 I got married to get out of one bad situation and threw myself head first into another.  I managed to live in my abusive marriage 5 years until I finally got the courage to get the babies and leave. I had nothing had nowhere to go, so my parents allowed me to come back for a limited 3 months until I could get on my feet. Well I ended up getting a pretty good job and everything was looking up. Fast forward to 2012  I had just gotten remarried and was pregnant with my second child when I lost my customer service job due to drop in sales bc of the economy. I was 8 months pregnant so getting a job at that point was nearly impossible. After my 3rd daughter was born, I went to barber school on federal aid and student loans and since 2012 I had been trying to become established at a barber. Last April I realized that dream was just pushing us further and further into a hole. So I threw in the towel on that dream and began to look for a real job. (I got one but it doesn’t start until August)  Since losing my original job I lost a car to repossession, I got evicted and had to move, and I just have bills piled sky high. My husband works and he can’t make enough to pay what we owe and what’s coming due. His check is being garnished due to one of these bills. We just can’t ever get close to catching up. We can never ever save money, we can barely do birthday gifts, we don’t ever go out or just spend money,  we don’t get vacations  We are drowning and even with me looking for a temp summer job and doing hair on the side 6 nights a week, we’re just drowning. And it’s scary because my family won’t help me and my husband’s family can’t because they are poor too. My son’s senior year is coming and I’m terrified I won’t be able to get everything he wants just because we are so far behind. I can’t afford tires or an oil change. If it’s not a bill or a necessity, it doesn’t get bought. I feel like the pressure is literally killing me and I had nowhere to turn. It’s effecting my marriage. I’m working myself to death trying fix things on my own but it’s hard to dig yourself out of your past. You don’t have any idea how hard it is to even ask for help. Thank you so much for reading my very shortened version of my story. If there is anyone out there who could help me in any way,  please know that anything is appreciated beyond words. I just want to know what it’s like to not feel stressed out all the time

Hello. I’m here to kindly ask people for some help. So me and my family are barely making it every month. That means that we’re are scrapping every penny possible. It wasn’t always that way. This all began when I lost my job in August 2017. We were well off had enough to take the kids out for ice cream or to a movie. I was working 6 to 7 days a week and doing a lot of over time. When I lost my job my wife was pregnant and I was getting into this depression because I didn’t know what to do. I went through my savings and started using my credits like crazy because I wasn’t working and couldn’t get a job. I applied almost every where I knew I had experience but nothing. I was to the point where I didn’t care what type of things I had to do to make money. Finally I got a break and was working with a family member doing construction but I didn’t know anything about it and have never worked doing it. So I tried my best worked with him for a few months and then he was out of work so I wasn’t working anymore. My wife was the only one working. My wife gave birth to my son in December 2017 and took some time off but returned to work almost immediately. I didn’t know what to do so I had to become a stay home dad and help with the baby. I have never done that before I was always the one working and providing for my family but now I had put that pressure to my wife. Honestly I didn’t know how we were going to make it but eventually my unemployment started coming but it was still not enough. I wanted to work and help my wife but we had to wait our baby was just born and we didn’t want anyone else taking  care of it and we didn’t have the money to pay a babysitter. I started working doing Uber during the nights and was helping out a little bit more but it’s still not enough. So one day my mother in law said that they were hiring where she is working but it was only paying minimum wage and working 4 days so I took the job and have been working there for a while already. We are still living in the same place and making are payments but we don’t have enough for us to do anything with our kids. And now that I’m working I’m getting all this calls from all the credit cards that I haven’t paid because I didn’t have a job and now I have a debt of $25,000 and I own family members money for helping us when we couldn’t make our payments. So I’m here to ask for any help possible. I know there is a lot of people out there that may need it more than me but to be honest I’m really struggling and don’t know what to do. My credit is really bad because of my debt and I don’t want my kids struggling because of me. I’m here basically begging for help. Thank you for the opportunity to express my problems. God bless!!

paypal.me/ABustosHernandez

Hi!

My name is Shawnee. I’m 20, and currently in the midst of a financial crisis.

In June of 2018, I was kicked out of my mothers house due to her choosing her boyfriend at the time over me. I moved in with our neighbors and lived there, working (and overworking) myself at a local restaurant to be able to get my own place and provide for my dog. After a while, the neighbors told me that they could not financially help me anymore, as they had three kids and were dealing with their own struggles.

I thankfully was able to move into my own apartment not long after this conversation, and I quit my serving job to accept a better paying job as a home health care worker. I did not have a car, and therefore had to walk to the clients. This, obviously, made it to where I was making barely enough to stay afloat. There weren’t that many clients in walking distance, and I did not have any form of reliable transportation.

I still made just enough for my bills, but not enough for much else; including food, which led me to apply for food stamps. Something I never wanted to do, as I am definitely the kind of person who would rather work for what I have instead of have it handed to me (it took me a lot of internal debate in whether or not to do even this!)

Due to a string of unfortunate events, I lost my job in February of this year. My father was able to help me with my bills that month, but come March I was lost on what to do. I applied to any place in town within walking distance that was hiring, including some that weren’t. I applied online to other places, and even tried to get into online jobs. I had zero luck on any.

In March, I missed my rent, though my friend did help me with my electric bill, and even paid in advance until April for me.

In April, once again I was late on rent and now facing eviction. I was trying to find a solution to my problem, still applying to jobs and still not having any luck. Being a former foster kid, homelessness is one of my biggest fears. I had been doing so well, but someone else erratic life decisions cost me my job and was ruining my life. And now I was facing my biggest fear of them all, with no possible way (that I could see) to keep myself from it. To top it all off, my electric was shut off. So I was facing homelessness, with a very hot house (where I live, it was starting to reach 80 degrees at that time), no way to feed myself (my stamps were not in quite yet), no way to cook any food or keep it fresh if I got any, a dog and two cats that I now had no way to feed and no one to take them, and no help, because it didn’t seem to matter what I did, I was unable to get help from anybody. My dad was unable to help, my mom unwillingly. My only friend, the one who helped with my electric, had gotten evicted and was saving all she could for herself and her two daughters, not to mention getting over drug addiction and going through a heavy break-up. (If you are wondering how she is now, she is doing great! She has family who is helping her out, she is clean from drugs, found another man, one who is much better, and her daughters are also doing amazing.)

It was around this time that I met a married couple with four children, that suggested I move in with them as their nanny, so they can both work and keep their kids out of state custody. I, obviously, agreed readily. I cannot move in quite yet; they are getting ready to move into a trailer, and before that happens they have to get it moved from it’s previous place to a lot in the trailer park and renovate it a bit.

Until then, I am still living in an apartment with no electric, worrying about my impending court date about said apartment, and scraping for money to be able to get myself or my pets food, as well as essentials for myself (toiletries, toilet paper, and money to do laundry).

I ask for help from you, dear strangers, to help me keep myself afloat while waiting for the greenlight to move into the new home. (We are assessing that it should be a few weeks)

Any bit would be enough, I swear. I would be grateful forever, and will definitely pass on the kindness one day; I always try to.

I have attached a photo of my two kitties, so you can see who else you will be helping other than myself. (-: I wish I could attach one of my pup as well, but I don’t believe I can.

Thank you in advance to any and all who decide to help out.

https://paypal.me/shawneexo

My name is Joe and for the last 15 years I have run Homeschool Arts and Rep based on my creative THEATRE class. I tried to make it work but it always ended up never earning enough to cover costs. I kept the program going as the kids who started around 8 years old were being homeschooled through high school.

Besides offering all kinds of theatre programs, from improv to Shakespeare and swordplay, we did free poetry classes, spanish classes, and other kinds of educational/artistic modules for the students of the program. It was and still is a comprehensive arts based learning experience! our kids are getting a program that schools don’t even provide.

I can no longer keep the program going alone, as costs continue to rise. Our two programs in PA and NJ face larger rents for our performance spaces in this upcoming year. We rehearse at churches, who don’t require large fees form us, but we can’t get around the performance space fees and the fact we need to replace our swords (each year we feature a stage swordplay show) and replenish our costume and props.

We need 7200.00 to make the 2019/20 season happen. Between the two locations we will work with about 30-50 kids. I have used my own money to keep this going through the years because I care about young people getting the kind of education through the arts that we provide-between the modern and classical work, it connects to several other subjects that kids are studying (history, as one example). I also keep it going because of the commitment the kids show in class-they have made every performance so special!

If you are reading this and love the arts, please consider helping us. Thank you for your time and for reading this.

paypal.me/artsTECH

Hello, my name is Deanna. I am in my mid twenties, living on my own and currently struggling to pay for a few things- I am $1,500 in debt, my dogs need flea meds, baths, and vet check ups, and I currently have no car. Here is my backstory:

In 2014, my mother passed away of brain cancer. That was the day my world turned dark. She was the provider of our family and we suddenly had to move due to being unable to afford mortgage payments. I moved to Austin, TX because I have family and friends out here, and knew it would be more affordable than where I was born and raised. I originally moved in with 2 girls (did not work out) and had to blow $2,000 on my credit card for my first months rent/move in fees. I have chipped away at it but am struggling to pay it off on top of bills. I work at a grocery store and don’t make much. I also owe $3,000 in taxes due to a 1099 job last year…this job also destroyed my car which is no longer in driving condition. I was oblivious and uneducated about these charges I would be facing during tax season, and wish I knew aout 1099’s before accepting the job. I no longer work there now, thank goodness. I have 2 dogs who are so loving and sweet. The small one, Pluto, is a shitzu/terrier mix and the other, Piper-Lou, is an Australian Sheppard. They have been there for me through getting over the loss of my mom and my anxiety. I love them so much and would do anything for them. They are the biggest blessings in my life, and right now they both have fleas due to me being unable to afford the medication I should have had them on to prevent this in the first place. They also need haircuts very badly. I feel like an awful dog mom, but because I don’t make much my priority is always living expenses. I am asking for help, I pretty much need anywhere from $1,000-3,000 to help with my debt, taxes, and most importantly the health of my babies. My dog is itching and biting constantly, even as I write this, and it’s breaking my heart that I can’t afford to treat him at the moment. I know I am asking for a lot, but any little bit counts as I am very desperate. I appreciate you taking the time to read my message and ask for your consideration in helping me out. God bless.

Deanna

Paypal: paypal.me/deannarosez

I’m raising funds to help with gas to get to South Carolina for an amazing job opportunity we have. We have the opportunity to work our dream job and it’s 1,916 miles away.

It’s been a little over 3 months since my fiance and I started Vanlife. We bought our van and vehicle with money we have saved up, a 1996 Chevy Astro. We started fixing it up and converting it little by little into a tiny home.

We stayed in town and both worked our normal jobs while living in our van. The weekend of Easter we went up to Cottonwood. It was amazing and beautiful. We really didn’t want to go back down to the valley but we did for work. We got back into town and 2 days later as we’re driving to work, we were turning left almost completed our turn and someone hit us right behind the tire on the passenger side. Yes, we’re okay and the van is okay and drivable. The damage is minor and fixable. We took it as a sign that maybe we shouldn’t have came back. The next week after that, was the hardest week honestly. It was going to be our last week at work and in the valley. Exactly a week after we got into an accident we took everything out of storage, loaded our van up, said our goodbyes, and left for Cottonwood again.

We’ve been in Cottonwood for almost a month. We’ve been working odd jobs and selling some stuff we don’t need to survive.

We applied for a pretty awesome job opportunity in South Carolina. This is the perfect job for us. This will help us survive.

I want to thank you ahead of time for reading this and if you don’t decide to help out, I will not be offended. If you do help, there will NEVER be enough words in this would to express my gratitude and appreciation.

If you decide to donate, we will make a plan to stop by and personally say Thank You. We will also show you The Van

Thank You for you time. :)

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They say a mother will do ANYTHING to protect her kids. I know now that this is true. I would have never thought I would resort to being on a website asking strangers for money. First of all, I take full responsibility for the position my kids and I are in at this point in our life. I was married to their father who is from Pakistan and a Muslim. One year ago he went to visit his parents and when he returned he asked me for a divorce which I happily complied because I felt as if I had been trapped in a box for 10 years. So I thought I would take my kids and move on. That did not happen. I soon learned he had an arranged marriage when he was visiting Pakistan, his plan was to bring her to the States and with my kids have a ready-made family. He had made me so closed up and submissive that he assumed I would comply and step aside what he did not expect is the bond between a mother and her children. I would literally walk through hell on my knees for my babies. My kids are forced to participate in ways of the Muslim culture, they do not know what it is like to be kids. I recently graduated for the paralegal program and I am trying so hard to get them out of this situation. My oldest daughter is in therapy because she is so depressed, two months ago she started cutting herself she begged me ” mommy, please get us away from dad” I have worked hard over the past months to save to get us out of here but with the bills I have I can not do this on my own. If anyone can help me raise the money to get my kids out of the dangerous situation they are in I would be so grateful. Please know I am not the type to ask anyone for anything so any help I will pay it forward in any way possible. Thank you to anyone who took the time to read my story.  paypal.me/SBalouch

I am writing because I really need $1,000 to help fund my music career. I’m in kind of a tough situation right now with work and in life. I just turned 20, I work 6 days a week as a music teacher while also gigging on the weekends and taking care of my new puppy. I absolutely love my job, I teach kids ages 6-18 how to play and perform music. The only down side, is I make lowest hourly rate out of any of my coworkers because I’m so young in comparison. And being young, I have my whole life to earn respect and hopefully a raise, but right now I’m struggling to finish paying for recording expenses for my band while also paying for life stuff (housing/gas/food). My band and I have been working so hard to make something great, and we have a release date set with one of our local venues, but now I’m worried that we won’t have enough to pay for all the expenses in order to finish recording and put on the show. I realize that this probably sounds like a total first world problem, and I’m really not the type of person to ever ask for help, but music is really the only thing that has been keeping me going. I’ve been battling depression for a long time, and more recently, an eating disorder. My mental health has really taken me over lately and everything has felt so hard and so hopeless. Music has been my entire life since the time I was 6 years old, and I’ve never felt so connected to music as much as I do with this band. This music, and this band that I’ve been playing with is honestly the only reason I’m alive, and all I want to do is share my voice with everyone willing to listen. It really goes further than finishing these recordings, because with these recordings we will be taken more seriously by venues and other booking agents out of state. This could completely change my world. For both my mental health, and for my overwhelming desire to share my voice and be heard. I don’t just want to gain something without giving back either, if you’re willing to help me, I will send you a code to download the songs once they are recorded and a band t-shirt in whatever size you wear. Thank you for taking the time to read, and thank you for any help you are able to give me and my band.

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Hello,

My name is Tiffany Bradley, I am 43 years old and I live in Baton Rouge, LA. I am currently unemployed due to taking a temp to hire job which I formed me 3 months later that they would not be hiring anyone preeminently but wanted to keep me on 3 more months which I obliged but now that the job is over I have really struggled to find a new job making what I was making and have been making the last several years.  I lost my job a few months ago now and Since i am single so I was forced to lose my apartment and I am currently staying with a friend who asks me daily when I think I will be moving out knowing I am not working yet. I applied for unemployment today and didn’t realize I would receive it (I have never filed for unemployment before) but My storage unit advised me if I don’t pay $256.80 by Friday they will auction my stuff off. I am due for April and May 1, 2019. I have no family except an aunt and uncle and my uncle just lost his job as well so they can’t help me at this time so I really need someone to assist me this one time so that I won’t lose everything I have worked for my whole life. I have sold anything of value to keep up with other bills. I only have a few clothes with me at my friends house due to her having a furnished bedroom already. I can’t afford to start completely over at my age and buy all new things again so I am begging and pleading with anyone to please help me. I have also lost my car to repossession during this job loss period and all my credit cards are charging off. I am -$69.95 in my checking account. I tried to get installment and pay day loans but was unsuccessful. I called charities around the area and they said they don’t help with storage units.  I’m literally at my wits end and have nowhere else to turn. I would be happy to answer any questions you may have regarding the bill or whatever else you may need to know regarding this matter. Please someone assist me this one time so that I can feel like giving up.

My pay pal name is paypal.me/TiffanyStarrB

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Hello, my name is Dana.. recently (about 6 weeks ago) my fiance was offered a promotion at work. It required his license to be valid so he turned himself in on some very old charges that he wasn’t even found guilty for. He did so thinking they’d schedule a court date and everything would be squared away since he’s doing the steps needed. They ended up keeping him. They gave him such a large bail that it was basically intended to hold him until the court day. That was 5 weeks ago. He is the head of our house, primary bread winner. I do not have $1,500.00 laying around. If he could come home and work he would have a chance of possibly getting a lawyer continue and paying the rent/ bills .. The logic behind holding someone, that hasn’t been found guilty, so they can’t keep working to keep our home of 6 years, potentially get a lawyer or having any chance to TRY is insane. We are going to lose our home .. we just want him home so maybe we can save it. So he can have the resources to fight his case .. just a chance! He can’t do anything behind bars. Not every person in jail is a stone cold criminal..  he is an amazing family man that went to work everyday and took care of his family.. I am extremely desperate. I don’t know where else to turn .. but if he was home we could work through this all together. Not much can be done behind bars, in a 15min phone call and a outdated library they have in the correctional institution. Please help bring my fiance home ..The justice system isn’t always right . He doesn’t need to be held going on two months just to be present to his court date. Why should we lose everything because the state of Delaware made the decision to make the bail to the point the knew the average working person wouldn’t be able to post it. They don’t think about the families and what other harm it might cause. He went to the court house initially. He wanted to make it right . He is a 50year old man .. that isn’t a place he belongs. I’m sorry for the babbling I’ve just been through so much with trying to figure something out and I keep hitting dead ends…

I am a veteran who served in Afghanistan and Iraq after 9/11. I currently work full time and live with my daughter, my fiance and my two stepchildren, whom I consider to be mine, regardless of blood relation.  I have a wonderful family and am beyond blessed.  Unfortunately, the past couple years have been really tough and have progressively came to a point to where I don’t know what to do anymore about my situation.  I have come through an ugly lengthy, and very expensive custody battle just to be able to see my daughter since my ex wife moved out of state with her and wouldn’t allow me to see her at all. My fiance had skin cancer and went through some time out of work for that around the same time.  We made it through with some hefty bills but were okay.  Such is life.  As it stands now, my employment changed my shift at work and I have to go back to court to get a modified custody arrangement. I can’t afford the lawyer fees right now but it is my top priority.  On May 7, an 86 year old man ran a stop sign and I t-boned him on my motorcycle just down the street from my house.  My step daughter was on the back and luckily nobody was seriously injured. However, I had a mild concussion and many injuries that did prevent me from working for a couple weeks after.  It has cost us a lot so far that we just don’t have.  My motorcycle is totaled and although it was not my fault, the insurance takes its time. Right after this happened, my fiance’s car just wouldn’t start.  We paid to have it towed and the bill is 800 just to get it to start and then they will give us an estimate on how much the other issues with it are going to cost. She was out of work for two days when this happened but is now getting a ride from her mother until we can figure out how to get the money to get her car running again.  My car is on its last leg but that’s been ongoing so we are crossing our fingers for now.  We are so far behind at this point that my electric bill is over a thousand dollars behind and I have to pay 400 by the end of this month to avoid shut off. To top it all off, I am owing (for the first time ever) close to 4,000 in taxes this year.  We are lost and drowning. Please…. any help at all would be so very much appreciated.

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Hello there,

My name is Char and I am very humbled by this experience. I do not like to ask others for help and I am so grateful that I came across this website. i

I am 28 years old and have not been able to work because of a back injury that occurred last year when an altercation with my now ex happened. This event led to a fractured ankle, which, in turn, resulted in my hip popping out of place. These injuries have finally resulted in me being evicted from my apartment. I was lucky enough to have a friend pay for a week at a hotel. My boyfriend is currently in jail to a warrant that he had from years ago for a charge of trespassing. His bond is only $500 and I cannot afford it. He is a roofer and takes good care of me. He makes me very happy and loves me right. I do the things that I can for him. Once he is out everything will be okay. I am going to ask for $770 because if I do not get all of the money that I need to bond him out today I need to make sure that I have enough for the room for the week, which costs $270. I am praying that a miracle will occur and that there will be some angels on this sight who will assist me in getting the love of my life out. He doesn’t deserve to sit in there when he takes such good care of me. I know that this story may not be the most compelling, but it means so much to me. I have been through many struggles in my life. My best friend was murdered, and that lead to me sinking into a very deep depression. I was extremely lost for quite some time. Being offered the blessing of a position as a nanny is what saved my life. Now that I cannot work because of my injury I am extremely grateful that I am able to care for my boyfriend. Now that he is locked up I am feeling very lonely. There is $5 left on the phone which I am trying to preserve. I am going to leave it at that due to the fact that my phone is dying and it does not charge well when I am using it.
I praise God that I am not on the streets at the moment. Regardless of the outcome, please pray for me as I will pray for you all.

Once I am in the position I will MOST DEFINITELY pay it forward.

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My story is a pretty long one, to get to the point I have to go back a couple years. In October of 2015, I added my sister to 1 of my credit cards because her boyfriend died and he lived in another state and she needed help to be able to go to his funeral.  I had no issues doing this because me and my sister had been close since we were kids and at this point we were in our 20’s.  We both had good jobs for our age and I never have had a reason to distrust her. A few months down the road she bought a new car and I cosign for it again for all the same reasons as I explained before.  Everything was going well, we both lived with our dad and when he got into a committed relationship we made the decision to get a place of our own. This is where everything went bad, my sister met new guy and within a few days of moving into our new place he moved in with us. I know it was stupid on my part also, I only agreed because she was still using my credit card to afford the gas to go about 50 miles 1 way to see him everyday. During that month everything seemed OK (we had a few issues but nothing drastic) and then one day they were gone. A close friend that my sister and I shared called me that weekend that they left and told me that my sister’s boyfriend tried to  sexually assault her in our living room. I looked on my credit card and saw that they were using it to stay at different hotels. I was smart enough to cancel the credit card right away but it was already charged up to well over $5000. When I finally got a hold of my sister and spoke to her she told me that they weren’t coming back. This was a month after we moved into a new house together. She left me with the rent to pay on my own  but insisted that she would continue to make payments on the credit card and on the car. That was not the case, I ended up using student loans to pay off the Credit card and have been struggling for over 2 years to pay off the car loan and rebuild my credit that was ruin from it being repo’d. That’s why I’m asking for help, I can settle on the car loan but it has to be a good chunk of change for them to even consider it.  My life has been turned upside down since this happened, my sister meant the world to me, we have been through more than most people  our age. For 25 years she was the only consistent person in my life and now she’s gone from my life too. My heart is still broken 2 & 1/2 years later.  I still hope the best for her even though she left my life in shambles.

With me having to take over paying all the bills I barely have enough to cover that every month. I understand this is a lot to ask a stranger I would be beyond thankful with any help from anyone. Thank you so much for taking the time to read my story.

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It’s Sunday at 7:10 a.m. I’m posting this on a whim while sitting in the parking lot of a Golden Pantry in Georgia. I’ve been in this or other gas station parking lots since 2:30 a.m. while I watch the love of my life play his heart out on his acoustic for a gallon of gas. We’ve been doing this every night for the past three nights. It’s nothing new for him. He’s traveled the country with just a six string and his wits. In fact that’s how we met years ago in Kansas. He wasn’t panhandling/busking then, but hitchhiking. I drove past and he gave me “the thumb.” So I  gave him a ride… to my home. Home being an art studio/warehouse in downtown ICT.  Back then he was a traveling kid. A train-hopper. A punk. He reminded me of a missed opportunity of my youth when a friend called to tell me they were going to go ride the rails and wanted me to go with. I declined citing responsibilities.  I saw him sitting on the sidewalk, thumb out and regretted my decision. What would I have become if I had been more ballsy? And how did he even get there?   The ‘ta wasnt really a stop on train routes. We never did have many punks. I remember what he looked like back then. Not entirely a man yet but not a boy.  He was young, 21, all the way from Georgia by himself.  I was a confused and discontented 30. I’d never left the town that I’d been raised in. I’d never done anything too crazy. I kept a job and sidelined in college. I’d never let someone into my car or into my home that I didnt know. I guess like this post,  taking him home was a “whim.” Of course that time was fleeting. I was a pit-stop in the belly-button of America. A place he could visit when passing through. And despite our age differences, he made me feel something I had forgotten. He had a certain lust for life that I remembered feeling but either because of my age or circumstance had lost. I took him home because I was still the  girl that wanted to hop a train but was too scared to. His visits would remind me that there was still magic in the world and life outside of Kansas. I loved to hear him talk about what he had seen, where he had gone and what he had done. I still love his stories. To look at him now, a muscular 6’4″, rough, tattoo’d, a man…  you wouldn’t think that this Tarzan of the streets, this “dirty viking” as Andy Dick once called him while he walked on the streets of L.A.,  could tell any tale besides what the inside of a jail cell looks like. But I’ve seen him hold people in rapt while he explains his view of the world . He is wise beyond his years and doles out his wisdom sparingly. He humbles me.  He often says that he doesnt want to go through life without “getting some on him.” You can tell by looking into his eyes he has. He has a stare that bores into you, searching you, looking for understanding. And a wry smile that never stays long enough to my liking. I’ve never met a truer student of the world. He’s a poet. A gifted songwriter and composer. I have no doubt others will come to know his talents as I have if he wants them to. When he sings and plays his guitar he shines. He has the sort of presence that is so strong he can change the mood of a room just by entering it. People stop and notice him even when he wishes for invisibility. I’ve seen him excite jealousy and resentment in people with just his being. I’ve also seen those same folks sit dumb struck as he plays and sings for them. He is what they secretly want to be. Free.

So, when he found me years later, love happened. Duh, how could it not? So, I left Kansas. Not scared anymore. I want to see the world as he sees it. I also want to “get a little on me.” But first we have the problem at hand. First, we need a little gas.

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Hello, my name is Ashley. I’m a single mom to two little, awesome, and full of life daughters. D.L. will be 7 in February and C.J. will be 4 in October. (I only initialed their first and middle names to protect their privacy by not exposing complete names.)

I would love to share our story with you in the hopes that you will listen, empathize, and hopefully help to make a 6 year old little girl’s biggest dream and wish come true?!…

Here it goes; I’m going to attempt to make a wicked long story one that is bearable enough to read in its entirety.

D.L. is 6 years old, almost 7. As I said, I am a single mom. Her father is not around, at all. She doesn’t know him, at all. He doesn’t want to know her. This is something that breaks her heart, and mine for her. However, she is an old soul who, even being only just 6 years old has accepted and made peace with it. She also expresses that she has forgiven him. Her acceptance and forgiveness is such a wise beyond her years, beautiful, and even courageous thing to do-especially for somebody of her age.

Now, over in California, there is a complete other half of my daughter, her family, her blood, her roots… roots that actually want to and are enthusiastic about planting the roots of a relationship and bond with my daughter. She knows this. She is very familiar with them as she video calls, voice calls them all the time. The one and only thing in this world that my daughter begs and begs for is to make the commute from Maine to California to meet them. The way most kids beg their parents for candy or toys is the way she begs me for the missing pieces to her puzzle, her story.

I work full time but have $2,100.00 worth of rent and other bills per month, cost of living expenses etc. Her family in California does not have a whole lot of funds to offer either, but have helped as much as they can. A couple of months ago, when I had the needed funds available then and there, I purchased our plane tickets to fly from Maine to California. Unfortunately, I did not have enough to purchase the return tickets. I still bought the one way tickets out, just to know we could get there. I also truly thought I would be able to come up with the funds to get us our tickets home before we are due at the airport for take off. This has not been the case, sadly.

Right now, at this moment, I’m feel helpless, and like a complete and utter failure. I cannot even return the tickets as they were budget tickets and non refundable. I am stuck between a rock and a hard place, I can’t come up with the funds to buy tickets home, I can’t return the departing tickets, and with our departing date of June 19, I am running out of time. I Think I can maybe come up with $100.00 to put towards it, at best. Thankfully if I spend some time shopping around I can probably find a deal, as I did with the tickets we already have. I am desperate Not to break her heart over this. I can’t bare to ever be her second parent to disappoint her. SHE deserves this trip!

I don’t know how much exactly we are going to need to buy tickets so we can get back home to Maine. And I don’t know how much if any money at all we will have to help survive while we are on the West Coast. What I do know though is that at LEAST $450.00 is what I need to produce in order to buy tickets home, that amount isn’t even beginning to count other expenses.

Yes, I know and i’m aware that I should have planned it out better, and not bought only one way tickets but I was just being a mom who loves loves her baby girl, and wanted more than anything to give some type of satisfaction to the desperation in my daughter’s voice.

Thank you, so very much for at Least taking the time to listen to our story! Even if you can’t or do not find it deserving enough of a donation from you, I still thank you! And ask that maybe you could at least keep us in your thoughts, and wish me luck on figuring this out for my baby girl??!

And if you can donate, even if just 10 cents, from the bottom of my heart, thank you. Literally every dime makes a difference and is one dime closer.

All donations can be blessed to us via my PayPal.me link:

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Whoever thought life would be so hard? Definitely not me growing up. I always figured I’d have my life together, go to school, have a great job, money in the bank to do whatever I wanted to do and go wherever I want to go. Well it hasn’t exactly turned out how I had believe it would so naively growing up. I certainly did not expect it to turn out the way it has up til now

Okay cutting to where the problem is in my life and why I need help, I was a college student a little over a year ago in the healthcare program. I wanted to have a career that I could help people in. Everything was well until I decided that I would take the weekend to go see my friend of 5 years at his house in the mountains. I had went occasionally to go tubing or kayaking or fishing at his place and it was always a great time. This last time, not so great. So I get there and everything is normal. We’re catching up, talking about what each of us has been up to and whatnot, I’m carrying my clothes in and my laptop and PlayStation for the weekend. I had brought my new gun to go shooting in the woods as we’ve done so many times before so he asked to see it. Mind you this is one of my best friends, we have gone shooting and seen each other’s weapons and used each other’s many times before. When I hand him my new gun he loads one into the chamber. So I’m in confusion as he’s yelling at me telling me to get on the ground and hand over my wallet. I had been so dumbfounded he could be doing this to me that I didn’t realize he had handed the gun to his girlfriend and went to grab a bat. It all happened so quickly. Next thing I know I’m being attacked with a baseball bat and being told hand over my wallet and anything else of value. After he had beaten me for a few minutes I managed to make it to the front of his house outside. I yelled for help and he shut the door and called the police and told them I had came trying to break in. I’m outside when an officer and a paramedic show up and I guess I was in shock because I felt no pain at all. The paramedic says you’ve got a broken collarbone, a broken rib, and a shattered kneecap and a few fractures in your wrist. And I get taken away in an ambulance. I then am taken to jail because it was his word and his girlfriend’s versus mine. So I finally get released the next day when they went to his home and found a security camera in his living room with the whole incident on it and found out I was telling the truth. He is now in prison but due to the incident I was unable to continue going to class because I could no longer drive or walk and My financial aid was revoked. Soon after my car broke down and it’s now sitting in the driveway collecting dirt without being able to run and having two flat tires. So unable to walk or go to school my grandmother attempted to help pay my car payments while I healed but she is attempting to retire and she has done all she can to help. Now Im healed and able to move again I am working very close with a family friend doing work on people’s house. It’s barely enough money to make my car payments though let alone help to fix the car and pay for insurance. And definitely not enough to help me pay my student loans and get back into school, which is where my true goal lies. So I’m asking, anyone who would help. Anything would be appreciated so I can start getting my life back on track and to where it was before I underwent such an awful situation.

Sincerely, Timothy Delapp

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