Two in a half years my entire life was ripped apart at the very seams. I live in a place where I am judged for not being a certain religion, for keeping to myself and having my own opinions. The things the government in my county is allowed to get away with is beyond appalling and something must be done. I won’t tell you my husband was perfect or that we were the mother and father of the year, but I will tell you that we loved each other and we loved our children. In april of 2018 dcfs came to my home saying someone had called claiming we were on everything from heroin to meth. I let them in I told them I used marijuana. (I suffer from generalized anxiety disorder. Basically even if you can’t tell, everything makes me nervous in one way or another.) They wanted me and my husband to give them a drug test I agreed, but after we spoke to an attorny we decided not to. They had no evidence any of these aligations were true. We didn’t have criminal records, there was rarely company at our house. We were quite, kept to ourselves. Content I guess you could say in our own little world. My husband was my bestfriend, there was never a moment I questioned weather he loved me or doubted weather he’d be coming home. Both crazy at times and in our own ways but if you had asked me I would of told you everytime I knew he was my soulmate. We were the couple that really slow danced in the kitchen with no music, that fought but never for long. He could piss me off and make me laugh all at once. He was my fairytale, my once upon a time. He was my first kiss at 8 years old and I would be his last at barley 30. They claimed to have come by our home 3-4 times in the next month in ahalf, but I was home most of that time and never heard them at my door nor did they send any letters or leave any notes. A month in a half later though they would storm my home at 900 at night with a fully dressed task force and two state workers. They would go over my home with flashlights looking for drugs only to come up completely empty handed. I would be ripped from my children whom had never even spent a whole day without me. When I asked why I was told we didn’t do what they wanted. So that’s why at 930 at night (my husband was out with friends) I was deemed so dangerous (niether me or my husband were criminals or in trouble with the courts in anyway) that they needed a 6 person task force on top of two workers to raid my house and take my children. It turned out my husband had aquired a bit of a habit but still he didn’t deserve his end. None of us deserved this. I failed for marijuana and that only. My childrens doctor said there were no signs of abuse or neglect. The only thing they had on us was I have cystic acne which they called “meth” sores and my Charlee girl was sticky from breakfast. Those and the fact that as my husband would say “our window blankets ain’t fancy enough” That was enough for a woman to get a warrant for our children that made it sound like we had them locked in closets and weren’t feeding them. If we knew they were coming she believed our children would be put in harms way. That’s what she claimed anyway. There was never a warrant issued for drug testing or any of that just a month and a half later out of the blue there this woman was to steal my children. The last thing she said to me was I got what I came for. She wasn’t there because we were dangerous or because my children weren’t taken care of. She was there because we told her to bug off, she had no evidence. We were tortured with our children and theats of them being adopted out. My husband quit going to work, we lost our apartment, moved into a trailer not even fit for living really. He told them he wasn’t ok and aked for an impatient treatment they led him on then basically shut him down. On our oldests 2nd birth day he was put in jail for 30 days. On september 10th he would turn 30 and on september 24th he would no long be here. I woke up one morning and everything I knew and loved, everything I thought my life was and would be was gone. Sense that moment it seems I have been caught in a hell I can’t seem to escape. I did my best got my girls home not even a year after he died took a hit of pot and was told i could keep them until court but then they’d be placed for adoption. I ended up getting pregnant on accident by a super not nice guy and my usual mouthy self put up with it even let him scare me into giving him sole custody of our baby so she couldn’t be stolen to and so he didn’t have to deal with DCFS and a mess that wasn’t his. Well right after I put all my trust in him and did as he asked. He moved out told me I didn’t deserve my baby, got a no contact order because I threw a dish towel at him. Brought a fake ex to court to prove he wasn’t a violent guy. He sat next to me the day I signed away the last of my soul and told people awful things, how he’d forced me to give her to him and how hed basically moved in my house to set me up and steal my child. He said these things to people while he sat right next to me saying I love you. When I started catching on to who he really was he moved out, blamed me, kept my baby from me wouldn’t even send me a picture. I found out he wasn’t at all who he said. He has multiple felonies for drugs and he was charged with sex crimes. I found out he was(is) a heroin addict and had been talking to other women online the whole time I was pregnant and he was living in my house. He accused me of being the one with something to hide and turns out he was an entirely different person. It’s been almost a year sense then and during that time I watched the social worker from the beginning of my story put children back into an unsafe home where heroin was found with in reach for the benefit of the police and their “war” on drugs. I watched those children later be removed again by police after being left home alone. The baby had bloody blisters on its bottom. That woman still has rights to her children, yet my husband is dead and my children a memory I dare only to dream about. I jumped thier hoops I didn’t fall apart or go off and do crack in a corner. I found my husband hanging from my ceiling. I think i was entitled to at least a little mercy. I set my self up for that last doozy though, yep that was just my own foolishness. Wanting to believe in something or being to tired and in to much pain to think I could bare any more. I often hear “I don’t know how you do it” The thing is though I don’t know how not to. What am I supposed to do just lay down and die? Except that what is..is and just move on? I can’t and I won’t. A woman was issued and illegal warrant that violated my family’s civil rights and resulted in the death of my husband and destruction of my family. My husbands life was worth more than that. He may have had his issues but he was a good dad and a loving husband who did his best and never let us go without. My children deserve to know that they are my children and that they are loved. I’m weeks away from what I am sure will be one of the first of many court battles this one for my youngest and I’d like to be able to share my journey and hopefully help others escape the same fate. Attorney’s are expensive and unfortunately so time and its limited. If you’d be willing to donate anything to my cause I’d be more appreciative then you know. The way the government in my county has been allowed to operate not only in their family services division, but in nearly every department is a gross unjustice to the citizens and it can’t be allowed to continue. I will not shut up until something changes or until those in positions of power to misuse and abuse it are held accountable for the irreputable damage they have done to so many. So please be my saving grace and let me chase my rainbow and help me try to make the world a little better of a place.

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Hello everyone, I am here today to ask for money assistance. Although I am not the type of person that likes to ask for help a lot, I am in big need of it right now. Usually I like to try to fix everything on my own but this has been a rough time for me. Just a Little about me Before I ask for anything I am 22 years old, I have 2 dogs one of which is pregnant. I am studying to become a physical therapist assistant. I always try to help others as much as I can. Last year my sister was going through a bad separation and asked for money and a place to stay so I gladly helped and would do it all over again. I am a full time student and I worked full time but currently I am unemployed due to the virus and am struggling to pay my college tuition and my home bills. I am having to lose this semester in college which would be my senior year because I can’t pay it right now. As much as I want to continue this semester, It is either having my home needs or this semester in college. I am going to continue as I worked hard in my studies, but I really need to get back on my feet to finish my studies. I am trying to find another job but I have not had much luck yet. I have been selling some of my belongings to be able to pay some bills but I am not getting enough back to pay them all. I really need help with this months bills. I have my electricity bill, car insurance, and water bill that I am mainly worried about paying as they are due soon. My other bills I will find other ways to take care of them. I would really appreciate the help. I know one good deed leads to another and I will certainly continue this as I get back on my feet. I would appreciate any help I can get, anything will help. I would love to thank anyone ahead of time that helps me out with what they can and god bless all. ♥️
I have never used any website like this, I don’t even know if people actually help; but if this is true, I thank all of you very much. You have no idea what huge difference you can make.
Please send prayers my way as I really do need them.

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Thank you for taking the time out of your day to read my story, this is not only to help provide me with the things I need to work but also to help me move out as soon as possible.

Currently I am trying to move out. But before then I’d like to raise money to help me get things my family will not help with.

By the age of 15 when I was able to actually start working I wasn’t able to hold a job without proper identification, thing my family would not provide for me even after years of asking, a job for me was an escape from life at home, so was school.

I’ve never had a good life being the younger child and being pushed around and judged for everything I do, told to get a job but had no help in the process.

Everyday I notice something new about my life, how I’m the only child that doesn’t have any school photos from when I was younger, how I don’t have anything but my social security, how all my kindergarten and elementary school projects are nowhere to be found but everybody else’s is sitting right there on a shelf or in a box.

I would tell my full story but I don’t think the world is ready for that truth. Being older I am constantly told that I should be in the streets because I don’t do anything when really that’s just me giving up trying because I’ve never had help, I’ve tried searching for gigs with little to no response, small cleaning jobs that pay as little as $8/hour, I’ve baby sat but those aren’t things that you can rely on for a steady paycheck. But because they don’t see my efforts I’m good for nothing. My voice has never been heard and I’m starting to think it never will.

I’m abused verbally everyday, being called the B word, being told to shut the f**k up when I ask questions to be sure I heard things correctly. My room being trashed and all my things broken just for sounding like I have an attitude or I talk back when I feel I’m being disrespected.

All I want to do Is leave and never come back to this place again. Prove to them that I can make it in life without them. Prove that I can be happy, prove that I AM worth something.

So please help me out with starting my journey to a happy life. If donations are not able to be made a share works miracles too.

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Hello and thank you for clicking on my article, I am asking for some help with some credit card debt that I really need help with. I need $5,000.00 to pay off a credit card that’s become a major problem

Before the pandemic, I had a really strong grasp on my debt and only had a couple hundred to pay off. Unfortunately, due to the pandemic I was laid off, and the unemployment has not been as helpful as it was intended to be. I care for my siblings and also my fiancée who isn’t able to work due to medical conditions. Trying to take care of so my people, Ihad to start charging my credit card to make up for the money I didn’t have at that time. I am quickly running out of funds and desperately need the help, I have no avenue left, but to desperately beg on the internet. Please, the smallest donation will do more more for me than you think.

Thank you for your time

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Hi everyone, my name is Hunter. I am 24 and I currently work a low-wage job living in my own apartment I can just barely afford. I was living with my parents for a while but there is not enough therapy in the world to recover from that time in my life.

I have been plagued with financial troubles ever since my ex and I split up. I was left with the lease buyout, the credit card debt, the loan repayment, among other things. I was able to dig myself partway out of the hole, but once I was halfway out, the 0% APR on my credit cards expired and I’ve been battling with the interest rates ever since. This wouldn’t be a problem, but since my ex and I bought a few things together, we unfortunately defaulted on one of our loans and now I can’t get a loan from even the shadiest loan offices. There are a lot of factors that play into my debt, many of which are my own fault, which I am aware of.

One of my credit cards is maxed out at $4,000, while the other is only partway maxed at $1,000. I have a few other smaller debts like the occasional $100 late fee and the $80 hospital bill that remain unpaid because I make just enough to afford rent, food, and my car. I am asking for some financial assistance to help me get my life back in order after 5 years or so of being completely out of control. I am asking for at least $4,000 but I would be happy with anything. I don’t want to hurt someone else’s pockets with my own problems, but at this point, I have nowhere else to turn. Lately, my depression has been taking over because of the money stress, the situation with my family, and a lot of other things. I hate to put it this way, but this money would legitimately help save my life.

On a lighter note, I would like to tell you about myself if you’d like to know. I currently work at a warehouse, moving boxes all day, which doesn’t pay that well obviously. I am also an aspiring musician! I play drums, guitar, bass, orchestra instruments, etc. I like to think I have an ear for the right noises. I am also an aspiring programming and networking student. I’m getting my associates in networking in April (yay for student loans!) and I’m just trying to hold out until then for the hope of a better job and debt repayment. Thank you so much for reading through this, and I appreciate it if you even consider helping me. It would mean an incredible amount to me.

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To Whoever Receives This,

First of all i would like to say thank you for even
taking the time to read this. You’ve already gone further than 90% of most humans would. Let me start out with a little background.
This time last year, I was finishing a very successful Christmas for my 8 and 7 year
old daughters. My company, On Prime Meats, in its second year, had been successful enough to afford me new growth opportunities. My door to door
food company was going online, and our
test website was already very successful, as
were my advertising campaigns and initial customers. We were shipping nationwide. I couldn’t believe it. Being a business owner was
already a huge goal I had knocked down. But I felt like the ecommerce part of my brand was my real shot
to really do something big. I could feel it. Skip ahead two months. With the covid crisis looming, newly implemented lockdown orders had all but driven a deathblow to my company.
By this time, it had become illegal to knock door to door
(which is about 70% of the companies revenue). My only option at this point was to notify
all my drivers and sales reps that we would be “shutting down indefinitely”. Industry wide we were entering uncharted territory. I was faced with the
task of restructuring my company. Luckily, the e-commerce side of the company had taken off. It would be extremely tight, but the revenue the e-commerce store was generating could support the company (after getting rid ofover 80% of our fleet). We would move forward strictly shipping, with only two trucks reserved for local deliveries we promoted through the business page.
social media. With only
a fraction of our staff and about a 80 percent shell of my former company, we were prepared to brace covid and stand triumphant. For a month things went great.
I felt optimistic about actually beating this thing. However after checking
a shipping number one day for an order, I noticed the normal two
day shipping had been extended to four. This
was mildly alarming for obvious reasons (dry ice only lasts so long) but I
didn’t let it put me in panic mode. However, after a few days it did. Every order we shipped
out was late, and it put us out of business after issuing all the refunds over a month long period.
Everything was gone that fast, and I was left to pick up the pieces.
Fast forward to now, and my two daughters and myself have struggled through this last year. Without any full time employment
I have relied on gig jobs to pay the bills and feed us. In March
we will be moving for a great opportunity in my old industry, but until then I have two months remaining to push through, during the slowest
time of year. As of now, I will not be able to
make the weekly rent for our week by week studio for the last six weeks, nor will i be able
to pay my car insurance and keep food in the house for my daughters.
I am afraid after fighting for a whole year that these last
two months I will fall short and we may end up on the street
during the winter season. I’ve estimated that I’ll need roughly 1200 to cover everything, but I am only asking for 1,000. This would cover our housing, my insurance and cover my girls basic needs until our big move and new opportunity for a better life. Thank you
for all your consideration, and taking the time to read about our little corner of the world. I know our story is only one of millions, and I almost feel like Iam not entitled to ask for help as others situations are far more dire. The idea of my daughters not having
beds and their routine and stability scares me to death. Thanks again and have a blessed evening.

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There’s so much to say, but I will try and keep it short.
My name is Kevin and I am here asking for some assistance. I never imagined myself doing this but like many others on here we just can’t seem to overcome some of the barriers and or obstacles we have come across in our lives. But like most of us have heard before, if we don’t ask the answer will always be no. I am not here for anything else other than a fighting chance.
My biggest financial need and burden is my car. I purchased a vehicle a year ago while I was employed and making okay money. I decided to go back to school and took a part-time job plus had a decent amount of money in savings just for emergencies. Fast forward a few months and the emergency I prepared for sure came and it came for it all. I tried every avenue I could think of to keep myself afloat and just keep falling short. Have done ride share, food delivery, gig work and have applied at an endless amount of jobs. I honestly would just like to be given the opportunity to have an actual career job but no one seems to be willing to give me that chance. I have a CJ degree and am state certified peace officer but again can’t catch someone willing to give me a chance.
I am very blessed and have an amazing family and have been allowed to come live with them while I try get myself on my feet. I have always been pretty good with my finances I had student loans that by the grace of God I was able to pay off before life got crazier. I currently don’t have any credit card debt but that only because I have depleted all my savings to pay them off to eliminate interest rates from killing me. My current auto loan is just over $13,000 but insurance for the year is about $1,200 for full coverage since its still financed I can’t seem to get it lowered just yet. My intentions is to be able to move out of my parents once again with out any debt as soon as possible. All the money I receive will be used to pay that loan and insurance and only that.
I am not looking to achieve an easy way out just want to be able to get out of my parents house and actually do what I’ve been trying to do for years, and that is to live MY OWN LIFE. As mentioned my family has been very good to me, but I am ready to move out and be prepared and follow my dream career path. I thank you in advance for taking the time to read this and possibly consider donating. When I find a place to live and the job I have been praying and working so hard to get I will remember this all those who believed in me and came to my aid and I will be forever grateful to you all.
Thank you, and God bless.

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365 days ago I had all I needed in this world. I had a modest job that barely paid my even more modest bills, a small but comfortable apartment, a daughter whom I cherished, an old SUV to transport us, food in my belly, and a well used recliner with a spot at my feet for my little aging dog to lay as we quietly kept each other company.

I never knew how much could change so quickly. I never knew how deeply a person could break. I never knew the true meaning of “be careful what you wish for” until December 4th 2019 introduced me to these things.

I honestly thought I was safe in wishing for love again. Divorced for 6 years I knew I was definitely pickier about who I let into my life. Looking back… I wish I hadn’t had let anyone into my life at all. All it took was 1 date. 1 perfect date for me to be fooled and the avalanche to start. An avalanche that buried me alive and suffocated all of the things that made me a person right out of me.

My job, my home, my daughter, all of my worldy possessions, even sentimental belongings and heirlooms gone! He made me believe he loved me. Worse yet, he made me love who I believed he was. I believed him when he convinced me to invest in him. I believed him when he said he would take care of us.

By June I was homeless and had no choice but to stick with him hoping against hope he would do ANYTHING to help the situation. I don’t have a family to speak of and the few friends I did have were the “easy come easy go” type that only want to be around when they wanted something I could give. Any time I would find a solution or get close to getting back up on my feet he would sabatage it.

He would get us kicked out of whatever couch we were crashing on putting us in the road again. Or he would make sure not to get/keep the job opportunity I lined up for him. Or he would just randomly go into a fit of fury making sure I knew that he could leave any time and leave me completely stranded. Which he did do several times. He has been making very specific efforts to make sure to treat me like a beast instead of a woman.

He started denying me basic human rights like proper hygiene and kicking me out of where he finds for us to stay with no money and no gas so I have to sleep outside in the snow. He responds with insults if he responds at all. He makes sure to humiliate me on social media by advertising his cheating and seeking out local girls.

Now we are at his brother’s house and he’s trying to find any way he can to get himself thrown in jail while bringing me with him. I’ve never been in any legal trouble and don’t plan on it, but I’m afraid that if I don’t get away soon he will find a way to put my name on his illegal activities. There are currently 3 job openings within a 30 mile radius, all minimum wage, and none of which have called me back yet.

The only 2 things I managed to save were my little aging dog and my old SUV. I am about to lose the car, though, making it that much more difficult to get away. I foolishly took a $1,800 title loan out on it trying to keep us afloat back when I still believed he was a good, honest, caring man that was just going through a rough patch. I’ve managed to scrape together the payments just to keep the loan open so far, but that ended last month. Any day the car and my last hope will be gone.

I can’t go to a shelter with my dog. I can’t give my dog to someone else because he attached himself to me and it would crush him, like I have been crushed, to be separated from me. I can’t euthinize him because he is the only link to my humanity that I still have.

The only thing I can think of to do now is to reach out and pray for the compassion of strangers to help me out of this living nightmare.

Hello. My name is Matthew Hobson. I am 37 years old. I am a kind and caring individual who believes in the golden rule, ” treat others the way you want to be treated”. I have never asked anyone for anything believing a man should be able to do on his own. But life has a way of taking you places and pushing directions you never thought possible.

I am here asking for help because I just lost my job 2 days ago. Four days before Christmas and admittedly,  sadly, I have almost nothing for my 3 wonderful sons under the tree and bills are coming up.

I never received a college education. I am an amazing procrastinator I suppose. I got accepted into Bluefield State College when I was 20, but hard times forced me to move and unfortunately life got away from me. So I never reapplied to any college. I ended up having 3 beautiful sons with a wonderful woman and from day 1 I have been struggling to give them the life they deserve. I believe I am succeeding but its been a hard task. Had I known as a kid what I know now…

For the past 6 years I have been a server in 2 restaurants. While I love the work and meeting people from all walks of life, the businesses always fall short. Understaffed or understalked on a regular basis, with no concern for the servers who had to repeatedly tell customers sorry we are out of this or sorry I couldn’t check back as soon as I would have liked ( because there are only 2 servers and the entire restaurant filled in under 5 minutes). There are a lot of people out there who tip less when this happens and as a server most of my income was tips.

I believe this experience has taught me that I want to get in college and get a career. Something involving nature. I love the outdoors.. I am a hard worker and I believe I am a rather intelligent person. I do not want to ever go through these worries again.

But first I have to make it through this rough patch.

     I am hoping for $2000. With this I can do a fair Christmas for my kids and pay my bills through the next 6-8 weeks. Car, electric, gas, etc… By then I should have found a job, any job. Absolutely any assistance/help would be immensely appreciated and never forgotten. Thank you and Happy Holidays.

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It was the summer July 1st 2000 I live in Oklahoma my daughter lives with her dad in broken arrow who shares the same birthday as mine July 9th she was born in 2000 I was born in 74 it was July 1st early in the morning about 9:30 I asked my daughter Erin if I could use her phone, so I could call her dad I was talking to her dad on the phone message came through talking about he was sorry for what she had to go through and wished he could help her curious I open the messages between the two I discovered horrific a message for my daughter claiming that for the last 11 years she was beat and raped by my boyfriend’s while I laid drugged out and drunk in the bed I lost it all I could think about was never hurting her again by taking my own life I just wanted to die right then and there I was molested as a child I’ve never wanted anyone to touch her and thought I did a damn good job keeping it from happening when Erin woke I was crying she had kept asking mom what is wrong I would tell her I was just mad at my boyfriend that I was okay for the next three days my crying got worse every time I looked at by her. My daughter was in the same room as my daughter cry I couldn’t keep lying to her, so I called her dad to come get her it was an emergency I said and when we got to where we were meeting her dad she looked at and ask Mom what’s going on I told her I was so sorry if I knew that I had stopped it if I knew she asked me what I was talking about, and I told her about the message I saw on the phone which she started screaming at me that I invited her privacy that she hated me, and she never wanted to see me again that would never be around to hurt her she said mom stupid your dad hasn’t even been divorced 11 years I made that up to make him feel better about his dad molesting him but the damage was already done I did the worst thing in the world and I want someone I am protector, so I felt it didn’t dawn on me, it didn’t matter that it didn’t happen in my brain it did, and it was too much to bear jail for a warrant got out lifted a shed with my boyfriend and his mom’s trailer measure another man moved in with him and live with him for a year when a girlfriend of ours told me that my boyfriend did 20 years of prison for raping a six-year-old punk girl I was told he did 20 years for robbing store I didn’t know I was supposed to look that stuff up I was devastated, and I try to leave I was almost out of town on his family found me and held me hostage till he got there where he commits to beating me and raping me cooking drug select health beating me again and when I came to I was in a dark wooden box barely any room to move this hot I can barely breathe I yelled and screamed for help until I was so hoarse I couldn’t even breathe, and I heard a noise and the door opened I was pulling my hair out the little opening cutting my legs and my side on the way where she held beat me more rape me drug me this continued for days and I just knew I couldn’t do it again more and on this day pretty Little liars hot dusty field and metal pipe. Put my hand and I hit him so hard he flew off me blood was spewing a nice talk is cheap I got into it from the keys were in the ignition thank God I drove so fast I didn’t know where I was going I was scared I was dirty hungry I was bleeding I’ve stopped and clean myself off in a Creek I had some clothes in the Jeep still I cleaned up and got dressed and came to Tulsa I ended up finding a dvis shelter 3 days later stayed for a little while but then moved to my brothers with him on his wife I moved to my new apartment March 2017 where it seems abusive relationships would continue to be my Norm my children my family no one called came by holidays birthday Christmas no phone call my children didn’t have a horrible childhood and got everything they wanted they weren’t abused my children were my purpose in this world and here I am 46 years old and there within 10 miles of me my boys are 25 and 22 my daughter is 20 years my children don’t even acknowledge I’m alive my daughter came once to pick a puppy I had up and haven’t talked to her since I walk around dead it feels like I’ve already been taken away my family never contact me I’m a body walk around dead what happened to me where did my smile go where did my pride go why am I being forced to live life alone can’t I just end this why do I have to stay alive and be alone why can’t I just die and be alone is what my brain says I don’t know what to do anymore I rarely use Ice any more I do smoke weed it will probably continue to smoke it because it helps not only with the mental pain that the physical as well I need direction I need to start my life again there’s awesome rehab in Colorado it focuses on the mental part of addiction avoidance of reoccurring addictions are sweating it from your fat cells they work on getting the family back together please with you, I can live again I can see my daughter and my boys I can see my grandson I can walk around and live again and smile and be happy I don’t deserve this I’m trying to get enough money saved to go to this rehab in Colorado I know with it and with your help my children come back in my life and my life will come back happy and full again please find it in your heart to repair mine

To whom this may concern,

My name is Jazalyn and I’m here to ask for financial support for anyone interested in helping out a young lady in need. I’m 22 years of age and currently living in the Chicago area. I recently lost my job due to covid-19 and it has been EXTREMELY difficult finding a job source of income. I’m currently living with a friend who was kind enough to allow me to live with her. I had to move from my family’s house due to the amount of family and non family members living in the home. It became hard for me to stay focused only myself, my studies, and pretty much anything else. My mother has been very sick when I was pretty young and I felt the need to take on the responsibility of taking care of her. This lead to me miss days of school, causing my grades to slip. I would spend days and weeks on in at the hospital with my mom not giving me much of a social life outside of the few friends I kept in contact with from high school. I have older siblings but there were to busy partying, leading to them having their own kids, also living with my mother. After some time I ended up dropping out of school to take care of my mother full time, while also taking care of my nephew and nieces. This became overwhelming, I started to get depressed and I just felt hopeless. I felt like the world was crashing down around me and there was no hope. This were just going from bad to worse, my sisters current boy friend s would move in giving me less comfort. Not wanting to be home I would either stay wit my mom or lock myself in my room with the kids. There was no structure in my household and I hated it. I started dating this guy and would spend time at his house with his smaller family. After dating him for some time the relationship became abusive and had to get out, so I went back home. My mom started to get better giving me more time to worry about other things, so I started to look for a job. It seemed like I would NEVER find a job. I didn’t have a cellphone of my own so I used my mom’s, giving her number to future employment. One day I overheard my mom on the phone, she was telling one of the jobs I applied to I was no longer looking for employment. After hearing this I knew I had to get all of my legal documents and my own phone so this could never happen again. Yes things started to look up but it didn’t last very long. My mom started to have other problems with her health. My sisters were home more taking care of their own children. I looked into getting back in school, although it took some time I eventually went back to an alternative high school to receive my high school diploma. I reached out to a friend and asked if there was a room available, she said yes and I moved in immediately! She helped me find a job and start to get on my feet a little bit. Giving me the tools I needed to take care of and worry about myself. I started to feel strong. My family COMPLETELY cut me off! no-one would accept my text or calls and when I would visit I would always felt unwelcome. Staying away from my family was one of the hardest things for me, I didn’t know anything else but my family. Trying to work more to take my mind away from it all, Covid hits, I lost my job, and was unable to receive unemployment for reasons still unknown. I’ve contacted unemployment numerus times with no success and now I’m starting to feel horrible. I’ve applied for several job and contacted the locations with no luck just yet. Now, not being able to find work or receive support from my family, or from unemployment I’ve been desperately searching for some way to make money. I heard of a local plasma donation center where I can donate twice a week and receive about $25-$50 a week. Donating is useful but, nothing is really working out so far but I’m still looking. I came across this site, did a little research and decided why not give it a shot. I’m not looking for permanent financial support, I’m just hope some finds my words compelling enough and finds it in their heart to help me get on my feet and hopefully maintain stability with in my life. I’m sure there are many others who are more qualified than I am but I took the time to provide as much information about myself as possible in hopes to find financial support. I’m not just looking for money I’m also to looking for mentorship, and strong support.

Thank you for taking the time to read this and I’m looking forward to possible sponsors and mentors.

I’ll provide a photo of myself with this.

To the person or persons moved to help,

I have been a caregiver to my mom for the past 18 years. Within those 18 years I was also a caregiver to my grandmother until she passed away. Throughout this time I worked as much as I could but I wasn’t able to save much money. I was able to maintain a moderately decent quality of life. As I got older the stress of being task with seeing to someone in failing health began to take its toll on me. My health has severely declined both physically and mentally. Hardships are always looming and money is always beyond tight, sometimes nonexistent. At times when my mom’s health is at its low point, I am not able to work as long or as much as I need. Within the past 4 years or so, I’ve completely lost control of everything, financially, health wise and with property upkeep. The home me and my mom live in, is in serious need of repair. The roof leaks and needs to be changed, the plumbing barely works, the electricity is old and needs serious attention. There’s no hot water, just cold, the furnace no longer works, space heaters are being used to heat certain rooms. Over the past years the banks have taken back 3 cars due to me losing the ability to pay. I’m currently renting a vehicle for my driving job, but I’m about to lose it because of not being able to make the payments on it. Ride fares have declined due the pandemic. I tried to get pandemic relief for gig workers, but I never received a response. I am currently $70,000 in debt. I am in desperate need of financial help and a reliable and safe vehicle so that I can go to work and drive my handicapped mom back and forth to her appointments. I have carried so much responsibility for so long, it’s just become overwhelming and I’m not able to handle it anymore. I am not a person that quickly asks for help. I believe in working hard and fixing your own problems. To be honest, someone suggested that I should ask for help. I was told that everyone in life needs a helping hand along the way sometimes. I have helped a lot of people in my life both relatives and strangers. I now find myself the one asking… Can Someone Please Help Me? I need financial help as well as a safe reliable vehicle and home repair. I do have a plan to maintain financial stability once I have some financial relief. I have everything ready to start my online store. I’ve done my research, decided on product,found payment processor’s, advertising avenues and I even have a name and tax information ready. I currently don’t have home internet so that will have to wait until I do. This is only a small portion of the challenges I’m dealing with. I need a miracle. Thank you to the person or persons that took time to read this. I pray that you can help me and if not I pray this message reaches someone who can.

Thank you

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