This is probably the only time I would ever do something like this. I’ve been very hesitant about asking for money online, but I know I can’t do this on my own. For once in my life I feel confident with what I wanna do career wise. I’ve been in and out of dead end jobs like fast food and warehouse ones, but that’s not something I wanna do for the rest of my life. I wanna make something of myself. My parents aren’t from the US, they came here on their own and made a living somehow. They didn’t have proper education either back in their home and never went to college. Yet turned out great! Unfortunately, they’re stuck working jobs that just barely keep us afloat financially. Now, I have 3 older brothers who still currently live in this household and 2 of them work where my parents work. The other at a warehouse. Altogether we have a decent amount of money to keep us stable, but I’m currently not working and I can’t contribute whatsoever. Believe me, I want to help as much as I can, my dream is for my parents to retire. But even if I do find a decent job, I’ll never have enough to give them something like that. Now I know what the hell I wanna do with my life career wise and I really want to pursue it, but as I said, since we barely make enough money to keep us afloat, asking my parents to pay for school really isn’t something I wanna burden them with. I wanna make something out of myself, I wanna make them proud, but I need help. This probably sounds so cheesy, but for once my career isn’t just an, “I dunno.” I wanna become a vet. I wanna help animals who need it. I’m a bit allergic to cats, but I sure as hell ain’t gonna let that stop me. I can feel that this is something I wanna do for the rest of my life. Sure it’s gonna take some time to have enough money for my parents to retire comfortably, but as long as I get my schooling done and then not have to lift a finger in that process? That would literally be a dream come true. I’ve looked into a community college and the course is about $2500 to become certified for an exam to become a veterinary assistant or something along those lines. I’m still doing my research. I’m 21 and I feel like if I don’t give this a shot now, it’ll be too late if I try in the future when I feel, “stable.” My parents aren’t getting any younger, so I’m asking, begging, for any help I can get. I know this isn’t as important as something like medical bills, or food on the table. Believe me, I’m very much grateful for all I have in my life, but I wanna give back to the ones who gave me this life. Without my parents I wouldn’t be here and without their struggle, we wouldn’t be in this house. I just really want them to see at least one of their kids take advantage of all the benefits we have here in the US. I want them to be proud. Make it feel like at least their trip here was worth it because they’ve said it dozens of times that they wanna go back because of how much we struggle here. And if I were to do something meaningful with my life, I could help them relax a little bit. Not only that, but it would be something I absolutely love doing. Working with animals. I’ve been interested in becoming a vet since I was 8 or 9. Any kind of help be very greatly appreciated. I would want to pay anyone who contributes back. Even if it takes time for me, I don’t care. I would be forever grateful. If by chance anyone does read through all this and decides to help out,

paypal.me/bubbiebee

Hi, I have recently been through some tough times with my bills, living arrangement, and car arrangement. I recently moved into the house I am living in at the moment and have been struggling to pay rent each month. My electric bill and water bill are also hard for me to pay since the debt on my credit card is so high. I have considered canceling my phone service to save that extra cash each month, but I need the carrier service to keep in touch with family and close friends that may offer me some side jobs. I am currently on Fiverr trying to do anything on that website to get small amounts of cash, as well as working as a transcriptor on Rev, but unfortunately those methods are so wishy-washy that I have only made $8 on both websites since early June. I am also on many survey sites, but as most of you probably know, it’s very hard to make any kind of money on those websites. I have been struggling financially for a while now, but am just now asking for help because I had to get over my pride first.

I owe about $2000 of credit card debt (the max of my credit card is $2000, or else I would pay my bills on there) and I have yet to pay my electric and water bill. I have a job but I just had 4 separate bills come out at the same time and my bank account is dangerously low (I will probably overdraft tomorrow if I don’t get any money). I have zero money in my savings account which if I did, I would definitely use it instead of asking for money on this platform. I am trying to find side jobs, but since my work schedule is so strange, it’s hard for me to find one. I also have a cat who I am taking care of and I need to buy her food and litter (her life is more important to me than mine) so I need the money for her little life too.

The money I will receive will go directly to my cat food and litter, bills, and then I will attempt to make somewhat a dent on my past due credit card bills. Hopefully after this, my situation will improve. I truly appreciate all of you who read this and am so grateful for any help I receive through this time in my life. And my cat appreciates it too! I have attached a picture of my PayPal credit card debt statement as the attachment.

My paypal.me link is : paypal.me/darbymaddox

It was not common to be diagnosed with things like PTSD, Anxiety, Depression way back when. It’s only now, as I have aged, and tried for so long to get better. I am worn out.

To meet me you would never know. I still work. I am very outgoing and friendly. I have been all my life, and at times believe that’s why these abuses happened. I want to believe the good in people. I want to believe I am worthy of love.

I got in a financial mess from many things. My first two husband’s got the check and I got some cash. We worked together as a band, on the road. I never had a bank account until I was 30. I had never had an apartment, I lived on the road. I never saved. I just wanted out of each marriage and left with little to nothing.

I was naive when I got married the first time. He was so nice around my family. He had a major temper around me. I never thought married people said things like f you! He got angry a lot.

The second marriage is where the worst of it came. He gaslighted me constantly telling me he could have me locked away in an insane asylum. He would beat me, then want to make love…. that was a nightmare. He urinated on me, and convinced me I was a lousy singer. I went from a super outgoing entertainer and singer to someone who would hide on breaks and cry.

It took years, but I went back to school and became an RN. I have spent money recklessly trying to buy approval from my family, and friends, boyfriends.

I did find someone finally. We have both had rocky pasts, we have had rocky times. There is not hitting or screaming or cursing. Still, we have tried to live life the way other people at our age would. We have taken vacations… it’s not the kind I imagine you have had. We stay in Mom and Pops. I gave my husband a surprise birthday party for his 60th. We stayed at a hotel in Clearwater beach Florida for 35.00 a night. I swear!! It wasn’t horrible! It was clean. We keep things clean.

We bought a modest home of 160,00.00. We felt we should put up a fence as there are some business close by. I got credit from JC Penny’s and tried to make our home nice.

We have debt. I have student debt. We have older cars, a 2005, and a 2006. We don’t have to have the biggest, brightest or newest.

My husband still works part time at age 77. We take care of the house and the yard ourselves. My husband got on top of the roof of the garage the other day to cut limbs of a tree hanging over.

Look, I know things could be much worse. I know my story, my life story is not the worst, but I found this web site, and I posted before, and I am still trying in this world.

I have had nightmares since early childhood. As I age it gets worse. I also have Fibromyalgia, and am over weight. I try to eat to feel good. I really don’t drink very often.

I love my husband. He is a good man, and our neighbors like us. We try to help others. I stay anxious, like I’m always doing something wrong. I try not to hate myself. I have a good church, my pastor preaches everyone, but everyone is welcomed, everyone is equal, and everyone is loved. It’s true Christian values I believe. With my faith though, I still live in reality and dream of being able to retire. I would love to just spend time with my husband, sit on the front porch and speak to neighbors. Ha ha. That sounds so funny to me!

You should have seen me before. I was something. Beautiful, strong, talented, and never saw what was coming.

Will you help me? Please? I am truly sorry and embarrassed to even have to ask.

 

 

Flo Bags

Middle school can be brutal! Hormones, anxiety, teasing, all the teen drama and so much more fills our kids with so many emotions throughout these years.  Unfortunately, we as parents can’t be there every step of the way to help them along each obstacle. Our middle child is 10 and started 5^th grade this year. She has started the very well-known “sassy” years and she dramatizes everything by 100.  Her biggest fear is that she or one of her friends will start their period during the middle of school and be made fun of by others. Periods have cause embarrassment, anxiety and decreased self-confidence for ages. Sadly, the monthly period is not something that can be planned to the exact day and time in order to prepare. She decided she wanted to do something to help ease that time of the month and take the anxiety away from the unknowing timing of their first period. She is starting to make discreet “teen period bags” for all the girls at her school.  Each girl will be given a “Flo Bag” to keep in their backpack, purse or locker so that it’s easy to grab and go when the moment comes and will help save the embarrassment of everyone seeing or know what happened. Having a “Flo Bag” will allow the girls to know they are prepared and feel better about the coming changes. Her hope is that her bag will help keep the girls confident and positive about the changes with their bodies.  She is hoping to raise enough eventually to be able to make bags for all the surrounding schools as well, and eventually all over our state of Texas and further.

About the Bags-

Each discreet bag is filled with “that time of the month” necessities to easily grab and go.

• 1 Sandwich size Ziploc bag
• 2 teen pads
• 2 panty liners
• 2 regular sized tampons
• 1 travel sized anti-bacterial hand gel
• 1 small package of wipes
• 1 travel size lotion.
• A business card sized note to give a teacher to be excused if needed to go to the nurse.

We’ve started using our Ipsy bags we’ve collected over the last year, but need more bags! We are hoping to find others to donate money to purchase bags and supplies.

Girls have enough to worry about during these days of their lives! Help Kennedy help other girls with her “Flo Bags” so that they have one less thing to think about! Donations can be send via paypal to paypal.me/HeartsofBeauty .

I currently set up a blog to talk about me and my Autism, as a way to share who I am and to help others like me, or who know people with Autism. However, I have run into the issue of having to learn how to monetize my blog. I will learn how to do this soon, I’m sure of it, but until then I need to pay for my blog hosting for the next year. That is why I am here and asking for help, with my limited income I am unable to pay for the blog very well without having to sacrifice in other areas, such as with food. It is very important for me to do this blog, it is both a form of therapy and way to help in a way that I can’t do in person. Any help would be greatly appreciated as I would like to avoid any downtime with my blog.
Normally I don’t think that I would have had an issue paying for the blog, except that my roommate/cousin just finished school and has yet to find a job, so he isn’t able to help with the money he got for school anymore. I am responsible to pay for a mortgage and a car loan and so my funds must go to these first and foremost. Besides that, it is important that I try to eat, and I don’t feel like starving myself in order to keep the blog alive and well. The one benefit is that I only have to pay this fee once a year, I paid for it last year but it was much, much less than it is now. I am only just now starting the blog because it took me so long to figure out how it all worked, I can learn, just not always at the same pace as others. My issue this year, is that the hosting site, while still the cheapest I can find, with security to protect me, will cost around $150, and this is about $30 more than it was last year, and this would include being able to advertise my blog as well.
I know that a blog isn’t something that is a life or death, a must have, or a must do, but for me it is something that helps me to express myself. This is a way to get out there what is pent up, to find a venue where I can both help others, and give help to myself. I know that I can’t live off of a blog, I know that some do, but it is something that will help me in the long run with my mental health as an outlet of sorts, it helps me to not internalize everything and to hopefully avoid anxiety medications in the long run. I really do appreciate any help that anyone can give me, and I Thank you.

paypal.me/susannahhaggard

My name is Derick Wilkins. To be honest I never seen myself asking for help like this. Usually I’m the one wanting and able to help others. I just lost my mom to stage 4 lung cancer on may 23rd of this year. Which is a hard month for me anyways. My sisters birthday falls on may 26th. Which she passed away in 2011. I am currently living with the mother of my kids. She left me three weeks prior to me losing my mom. So I took a big hit of hurt all at once you could say. Due to these tragic events I lost my job. My car  got repossessed. I ended up finding another job. But just lost that due to me not having a vehicle. Now the mother of my kids takes kids to school and goes to work herself. We have four kids. With that being said we had no room to fit me as well to get me to work. So now I am staying at home watching our youngest to save on childcare. Unfortunately that doesn’t make up for the income i could be making if i was able to work. It has helped somewhat me being home. Because the other three kids get off the bus at 4. Which is before we would both be off usually. so we haven’t had to stress about having someone get them off the bus. To add to all this I now see a psychiatrist once a month to help me stay stable after all these events happened. I became an emotional wreck. I have tried everything to work things out with my children’s mother. She is back and forth with the idea. So its complicated things as well as me being able to help more with our kids. Due to us still living together but complicatedly separated. As for why I’m asking for help financially is to get a cheap car just to get me to work and or get me my own place in town where I can walk to a job until I’m able to get me a vehicle. Which bothers me to say that since I have kids and need a vehicle to be able to see them or be able to do things with them. To whoever that reads this I want you to know i am a great dad to my kids and have a good heart. I do not live off of the government or ask for handouts. So this is entirely new to me. I have prayed more than one could imagine. Unfortunately no answers have came about. I came across this site today and figured maybe this could be the answer to my prayers. So even if you arent able to help me. Please say a prayer for me and my family. My grandma told me it’s always better when you have others pray for you as well. Thank you for taking the time to read about my situation and god bless. For those that would like to help me. This site said I had to put a PayPal link on this. So I just got one before writing this. So not scamming anyone. Just an average father of four kids who has hit a really rough patch in his life. Thanks again.

paypal.me/dwilkins1984

A little bit of back story, first…

My husband and I were married 7 years ago, and were both in a bit of debt when we met. I found out my husband owed $14K in child support arrears (due to lack of work and some emotional health issues) along with other personal loans and credit card debts.

My first priority was to pay back his ex-wife the money she was owed, and then start working on the credit card and other debts. We paid off the ex-wife, and slowly started paying down the other debts.

We had been struggling to pay other bills like rent, utilities, etc. and I was forced to file Bankruptcy a few years ago – which helped with some of my personal debt.

When we thought we were finally getting back on our feet, we had a string of bad luck, with appliances dying, cars dying, and within 6 months of each other we were both laid off from our jobs. We ended up borrowing a LOT of money from friends and family just to survive, and now have very large monthly payments to try to pay back those debts.

We are both very hard workers and we do everything we can to make extra money to pay down our debts. From maintenance and yard work, to Uber, to dog-walking.

Unbeknownst to me (before we even met) my husband had adjusted his tax deductions, so that he would receive more money in his paychecks, and the taxes were not being properly taken out.

Once we got married, I started doing our taxes myself and asked him to correct his deductions – Not long after that, we started receiving letters from the IRS stating that the small refunds we were supposed to be receiving were now being applied to my husband’s old Tax debts. Turned out he had almost $30K in debt to the IRS. This went on for years, and our tax returns were very slowly paying down this huge debt.

We would keep receiving bills for this large amount and ignoring them, because we were barely getting by as it was and had no money at all to pay don this enormous debt. We have started receiving more and more notices and I am afraid they will take legal action soon if we cannot pay off this debt

Currently we have one bill from the IRS for $13K+ and another for $5K+ – Totaling $19K (see photo)

We still have a mountain of other debts we are working on paying down, but this one scares me the most.

Please donate what you can. Every little bit helps.

We thank you from the bottom of our hearts.

Please help me save my beautiful barn built in 1854.  Unfortunately my insurance company is going to drop me unless I repair the roof on my barn.  Problem is i can’t afford to repair it and my only other option is to have it torn down which is cheaper.  Even the thought of tearing down this beautiful barn that is in otherwise perfect condition keeps me awake.  Being a single mom, living paycheck to paycheck, puts me in a very difficult position because there is no way I can afford to repair it and that is why I am here asking for your help.

Hello! I am Alicia and I am 30 years old. I am currently in my third year of medical school. Since April 2019, I have been studying for my boards which has not allowed me to work. I just found out today that I have to retake one of my test and I missed the passing score by 4 points. In order for me to do well on my boards, I have put work on hold and have been living off of my savings. My savings is almost  out and I only have $1400 left to pay off my car. So with that being said, I am here to ask for any help with my car payment. This would relieve a lot of stress and worry from me because I need my car to get to and from the library to study and to my rotation site when I start in January. I will be forever grateful for the generous soul who would be willing to help me in my time of need. I hope God will bless you and your family ten times over! Thank you in advance.

https://www.paypal.me/AliciaLurry

_Alicia

Hello. My name is Sarah. I am 27 years old, I am recently engaged, i have no kids but I have pets I 100% consider my kids.

I’m sure everyone here reading this has been through this position in life where you’re at your absolute wits end. I hate to even be in this situation to where I am asking strangers to have some kindness in their hearts and help me.

To make a long story short, I’ve had a series of unfortunate events happen, one right after another and I’m to the point where I don’t know what to do. My fiancé and I work everyday, long hours, but I feel like it’s never enough. Life has kind of spiraled. We’re behind on most of our bills, my school loans have been defaulted, my car is in need to repairs (it’s our only car as well) and to top it all off, we were screwed out of $300 worth of rent money because of a backstabbing friend.

I don’t mean to sound dramatic, but I don’t know what else to do. We try every paycheck to get things caught up but we still come up short. It really takes a lot out of someone living paycheck to paycheck, wondering if you’ll have enough money to get by, on top of making sure your animals are taken care of as well.

As I mentioned earlier, we are recently engaged and that was one of the happiest days of my life but lately, I don’t even know if we’ll be able to have a wedding because of our financial shortcomings. I’ve been trying to stay positive but honestly it’s hard.

I decided to come on this site in order to hopefully find kind people out there who would be willing to help us out and help us get out of this tough spot. All I want is for us to have some breathing room. I want to be able live a life where I’m not constantly worrying about how we’re going to make it. I want to be able to plan a future with my fiancé. Maybe we can consider getting another car in the future so that we don’t have to worry about how we’re getting to work when my car has problems. I don’t want to have to worry about how I’m gonna pay for emergency situations, if something were to happen to my fiancé, my animals or even myself. I want to be able to enjoy my life. I feel like I can’t enjoy things because every time I do, something goes wrong. I feel like I’m stuck in this cycle and I’m ready to get out.

If you’ve been here before, you understand this situation, or even if you haven’t and you have sympathy, I would appreciate anything. If it’s just $1 or an email with words of encouragement, anything is appreciated and helps.

My PayPal link is PayPal.me/surrahhyo

I want to thank everyone in advance for taking your time to read my story and any generosity you send our way. It is appreciated from the bottom of my heart. Thank you.

*As a disclaimer – I do work, I don’t get any assistance from the government or anything like that. I also don’t do drugs or have an alcohol problem. I wanted to add this so people didn’t think I was trying to take advantage of their compassion*

Picture is of my babies ❤️

A few years ago I gave away all my money to an altruistic cause because I was mentally unbalanced at the time. I do not have bipolar disorder, but I did have a mental breakdown. For this reason, I do not feel responsible for my actions, beyond a certain point. But it makes no difference. I now owe all this money to my creditors, and I don’t have it. The total sum is $35,000. I’ve tried to do everything I can to make it right and to help myself. I give tithes and offerings to God and am genuinely trying to make a budget. I have listened to counsel and advice for how to get out of debt and am trying to follow the Dave Ramsey method. It does not matter in my case because the damage is too big. If I manage to pay off this personal amount of debt, I have a six-figure student loan debt waiting at the end of that. I have contacted the federal government and asked them to place this loan into temporary forbearance, so that I can have a chance to pay off the personal debt I owe first. I have been given a grace period of one year. Once this grace period ends, I do not believe I will be able to make the payments on both my student loan and to my creditors.

The job market I work in has taken a rather negative turn. It used to be a good field with abundant opportunities–within the last few years, all of that has changed. I am unclear if I will even be able to find a job. These are factors beyond my control. There is no one in my life who can offer me financial assistance–no friends, no family, no spouse or significant other.

I found a church about a year ago that I adore. I have met several people there who I would like to form relationships with. It’s one of the first times in my life that I have ever had any friends. But if I don’t find a way to pay off my debt, then I will not be able to go this church anymore. I will have to move back home to live with my mother, who can at least offer me a roof over my head, because I can not afford to pay rent anymore. My mother is a very good person; however, she does not have any money that she can offer to help me. The only real thing she can do for me is allow me to live in her home–so that hopefully, I can find a job in the area where she lives. But I am not even sure of that.

For the last 12 years, I have been suicidal. I have almost made the decision to finish it all the last two years. I loved going to my church because it gave me hope. For the first real time in my life, I had hope. But I can not afford to go anymore. Please give me some money. I am not the sort of person who asks for charity at all. But I can’t think of what else to do. I didn’t even know this website existed until I found it on a random Google search tonight. I don’t expect anyone to answer, or to receive any help–but it has been cathartic just to type this all out. The website wants me to upload a photograph, but it is rejecting all the files I have–so here is a picture about friends instead.

I need $35,000.  The minimum I could possibly keep my head above water with is $10,000…as if anyone will help.

paypal.me/jengen0

Thank you for anyone who takes the time to read this.

I am a twenty one year old University student and my family has recently undergone some hard times. Roughly seven months ago my mother was diagnosed with stage two Cholangiocarcinoma, or Bile Duct cancer. The doctor said she will be lucky to live two more years. The treatments have been extremely expensive and it has taken a toll on my family. My family includes my Stepfather, mom, younger brother, and myself.

To make matters worse shortly after my moms’ diagnosis my stepdad was laid off of his job due to budget cuts and has become extremely depressed. He has been looking for a higher paying job but hasn’t had any luck. I am trying to lend my family as much as I can but I live on my University campus and only have a part time job.

My parents have missed multiple mortgage payments and I know the bank is threatening to take our home away. While I don’t live at home I fear what will happen to my little brother and my mother if this would happen. We have received food donations from our local church to help us through this time in our lives but with my help and my stepdads unemployment checks we are barely able to cover the cost of my mom’s medical expenses.

Recently I have strongly considered the option of dropping out of school so I can take on full time work to further help my family. I know we still owe over $50,000 on our home. My mom is so sick that I haven’t been able to talk to her about finances and what we will do if we lose the house and my stepdad is so depressed about both his job and my mom that I fear he has almost lost all hope. I don’t want my younger brother to lose both our mom and his house and have to worry about  high school.

This past week has opened my eyes even more to how close we are to losing everything. My parents have access to my bank account and when I went to go make a withdrawal my account was empty. I called my stepdad and he was crying apologizing saying that they just needed to borrow it so they could get some more food for the week and that he promised he would pay me back.

I go to sleep every night wondering how much more time I may have to spend with my mom but I feel like I barely see her because my stepdad and I can’t stop working to keep paying for the bills and house. I feel like I am losing any positivity I once had and that life is really testing me.

I don’t think I can put into words how much any help would do my family. Again thank you for even taking the time to read this and my family doesn’t know that I am even doing this but my little brother, stepdad, and my mother thank you also.

 

 

PayPal.me/TRK0429

So like many others, I find myself in a place I never wanted to be. I’m stuck in debt, almost 47,000$ worth. I admit, a chunk at first was me being stupid. Not getting my priorities straight, not making the right choices on what I could afford or not afford.

Two years ago I decided to really attack my debt, and get myself into a right spot, but life happened. Kids needed braces, then the fence was falling apart at the house, then some of the appliances had to be replaced (washer and dryer, and later the fridge.) then the air filter collapsed into the fan screwing up the AC/heating system, etc.

Now I’m deeper in debt than I was two years ago, and I just can’t seem to get over the hump. I’m not asking anyone to pay off all my debt. I’m asking for help to get over the hump, help making a dent large enough where I’m confident I can do the rest. I don’t like asking for help with this, but I find myself unable or unsure where to go next.

I’ve tried lots of things, including starting my own business (hence the name on the paypal link, its my failed website business, but the paypal still is good.) I just can’t seem to get past the ‘break point’ so here I am.

So I’m asking for 14,000$ that will get me past the break point and let me handle the rest. Thank you.

 

https://paypal.me/helpdebt?locale.x=en_US

https://www.paypal.me/dnsfnk

 

Last year I started a dream job at a major, national company where I thought I would work for the next 20 years. 12 months later, I’m happily on my way out the door, but owe them more than $6000 in moving expenses that they paid me.

I moved halfway across the country, and my partner gave up an excellent job to join me. We thought it would be the start of a new chapter in our lives, yet it turned out to be anything but that. The team I joined was only a few years old at the organisation. It took 6 months for them to hire me and then asked that I relocate from Chicago to DC in three weeks, zwhich was probably a huge red flag. The director had been at the company for a long time, but soon after arriving, it became clear she had no knowledge of the field and opportunely created the role through her ties to upper management. Because she had no insight into the work we were doing, her ambitions and mandates could never be met with the small amount of team members. She also passive aggressively refused to take input from anyone or inform them of key decisions that affected their workload. Team members started leaving, and as team shrank expectations became higher and morale shrank.

After many conversations with her one-on-one it became clear that this was how things would remain. I decided I would leave after 18 months, which was the date after which I would no longer have to repay my moving expenses. However, a friend shared that I was unhappy with someone and they reached out to me and asked me to fill a role on their team now. I feel like it’s an offer I cannot pass on because I don’t know how quickly I will be able to find a new job in six month’s time.

So I’m leaving, but given one final parting shot by this place by being forced to pay back the $6,119 it cost me and my partner to move from Chicago to Washington DC.  It’s money I do not have sitting around and it’s going to crush the savings I had to buy my partner an engagement ring for her birthday this autumn.

Any help is appreciated !

https://www.paypal.me/dnsfnk

I bought a house a couple of years ago and have since lost the house. It all started going down hill when I tried helping out my family members. I first moved my sister and her two children In with me, instead of getting a job I gave her the option to go to school to get a better education and find better employment so her and her children could live a decent life growing up. Well she went to school for about six to seven months. I had already started to struggle with paying my monthly bills and mortgage while making sure her and her children had everything they needed, unfortunately now I know how expensive it is to raise children. With her living in my house for free I was under the impression I would claim them as dependents when I filed for taxes, that way it would help me pay for the burden they put on me. I got home from work one day and they were all gone and my house was trashed, it turns out she got back together with her boyfriend that she originally moved into my house to escape from. With that being said I no longer was able to claim them as dependents so all the help and financial struggle I put myself in to help them was a waste of time and unnecessary. About a month after that my mother asked me to move my little brother into my house because he was kicked out of everywhere and had no place to live. Trying to once again be a helpful family member I once again moved someone into my house, this time the stipulation was that he get a job, but he would have a month to do so. Well he live there for four or five months and never got a job, I was under the impression that he was going out every day while I was at work putting in applications, he did however mow lawns for money, but I didn’t have the heart to take the little money he earned from that. After the fourth or fifth month I finally kicked him out of my house, my financial situation never recovered from letting my sister and her children move in and then I took on another unnecessary burden out of kindness, which furthered my crisis. I had taken out loans that had ridiculous interest rates just to by groceries and keep the lights and water on, and to try and pay the bare minimum on my other bills. Unfortunately the bare minimum doesn’t exist for most bills including my mortgage. So now I’ve since lost my house and sold off any of my valuable belongings just to survive. I was homeless for a little bit but have since moved a couple of times, my grandparents have been nice enough to extend their home to me, so now I have a permanent place to live. I do work but the hours are crap, I make $15 an hour but with crap hours I still struggle. The car I had broke down, I had a lean on the car through OneMain financial which you can see on the image I posted. They wouldn’t take the car back so I’m stuck with a bill for a car I can’t drive, so my aunt let me use a truck that uses way to much gas to drive back and forth to work. I’ve attached the list from my credit report, those are all the debts I owe and what’s effecting my credit, if I could just get even a tiny amount of help to set me in the right direction it would be greatly appreciated.

Thank you in advance.

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Hi,

I’m Kimberly King and you may have heard of my story. I pleaded for help with an eviction case that would hurt my family and I. I’ll be brief in my refresher. Almost 2 years ago, I lost my daughter followed by a divorce, loss of jobs, bankruptcy and hospital stays that would diagnose me with severe recurring depression with psychosis and PTSD with anxiety. I would attempt suicide 3 times within one year. Because of this I had fell behind in rent but had caught myself back up.

The problem came when the homeowners were not please with how payments were being accepted and decided they wanted me out. Well Georgia tenant landlord laws favor the landlords. So despite my late answer to an eviction filed a day late, every plea I had and raised was ignored. You see, I had actually paid my rent to the agent as usual. However, unbeknownst to me he was no longer the agent.  The realtor was. So after the first attempt at an eviction was thrown  out (the realtor didn’t show), the homeowner informed me of the change.  I received my money back from the previous owner but the homeowners refused to give me new deposit information. And lucky for them I filed my answer a day late. It was a rough month for me as it was my daughter’s death anniversary so I had my other dates wrong.

After several appeals, it was ruled in their favor despite my proof of payments, lack of notice in change of agents and records of communication. On 7/15/19, I would be evicted from my home and once again in the hospital. The attending officers can attest to the panic attack followed by the overdose. My kids and I would become separated and homeless while I battle my condition. I know struggle getting my kids to school and work and not crying throughout the day. I look at places I can no longer get because of a bankruptcy and an eviction. And cry more.

I asked for help in so many places with so many people to hear “there’s nothing we can do”, “cal these people “ or my favorite “I’ll call you back”. We know how that ends. When does the help kick in? When I’m successful at a suicide attempt? When I can no longer find my kids? When I join the others under the bridges? When?

Now I’m seeking more than a home. I’m seeking justice for the many more like me facing or have faced wrongful evictions based on these laws. Yes I more-so need a home ASAP but how many are screaming for help like me to only be ignored?  How many more times will we think inside the box and wash our hands or turn away from pressing situations? When do we think creatively and outside the box?  When do we do more than we think we can or want? When do we say it starts with me?

Help me get a home. I’ve lost so much, I can’t lose my kids to. I’m humbly asking you to ask yourself, “what can I do?” “What if it were my family?” I’m asking for your empathy not your sympathy.

Thank you for all you do and your understanding.

Kimberly King

I opened a credit card 10 years ago because an older ex boyfriend with credit problems convinced me to open it. He used it to pay car insurance for a year and take me to dinners saying he can’t pay and to use my card. Said he would pay it for me. He paid a few months then started missing payments. I paid a few as well but got laid off. He started to give me cash once he maxed the card out. Then he broke up with me. I went to retrieve the money one day and he pinned me on his bed and sodomized me. I was bleeding from my bottom and crying and never went back. And now 10 years later it is haunting me and going to garnish 25% of my income and I will become homeless and delinquent for other bills now. The guy disappeared and to be honest I do not want to contact him. He’s a messed up individual.

I had a car a few months ago with tons of mechanical problems. They were getting very expensive to fix and I could not afford it. I in turn got pulled over several times because the registration was expired because my car would not pass a smog test. Which added court fees and tickets to my already expensive tune up fixes for the car.

Im starting school next month as well to further my healthcare career so I can make more money to get out of predicaments like there. I still have student loans I am paying off as well. I hope this reaches someone who is compassionate and willing to help me in this time of extreme burden and suffering.

Please help me if at all possible. Thanks!

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Three years ago 4/8/2016 I had my fourth child. My husband and I couldnt wait for the fun we were going to have with just one around since our older kids had already moved on. Little did we know all these years I had been getting sick, and the fact that I vomited through the whole pregnancy from month one to birth actually was because I have C.V.S(Cyclic Vomiting Syndrome) and it was slowly getting worse. After my son was born and since then it has been one hell of a battle. The first year of my sons life I was so sick my husband truly thought I was going to die. My body was so dehydrated that I couldn’t breast feed because my milk was absorbed into my own body, I was in and out of the emergency room and triage 28 times or more. The second year was just as bad as the first year with almost the same amount of trips to the ER, and a couple overnight stays. this third year has been better, but I have learned to never go to far from home where it is safe in case I need to collapse at moments notice. I miss most of the holidays, and big family events because the stress causes me to go through a sick cycle no matter how hard I try an stay calm.
I now cannot work a normal job because it is not safe for me too, and I have yet to find an employer who is okay with the issues surrounding my illness. you go from being just fine to being so sick you cant come to work for a week or two. (without being let go). Its not like I have the option I literally cannot get out of bed during a cycle. My c.v.s. literally will kick in while I am up doing things thinking I am fine and then I am down for three days to two weeks vomiting for about 12 to 14 hours a day. Lets just say the re-coop days are seriously important too, because if I am not careful I can lapse right back into a sick cycle. I never go shopping by myself anymore because I have had to have some one come get me from the store because I couldn’t drive it had hit me so hard.
My c.v.s has taken a serious toll on my body inside and out, and on my family. My husband has missed so much work in the last three years it has put us seriously behind on everything especially since I am not working anymore. Since I have been going through years of fighting C.V.S, severe dehydration, and vitamin depletion My teeth are falling apart. My canine literally split in two on 8/5/2019. I feel like our lives are falling apart in front of us and I don’t know what to do, I am sitting here bawling as I write this because I don’t ask for money, it doesn’t feel right to ask people I don’t know for help I was taught better then that, taught to do it myself period no excuses, but I am out of options. My dentist tells me that it is going to cost so much I just want to die dental insurance is a joke they pretty much will help us with nothing. We are so behind on things because this sickness has really taken it out of me, and my husband. This is not what it was supposed to be like raising our last child. We had everything planned out this time, financials in order, got everything together and thought we were on our way to our dreams, and I feel like all because of me everything is ruined and going in the gutter. please please someone help us change things. Between what my dentist says it is going to cost me, and to actually catch up to where we are even again I am asking, no I will get this right BEGGING for your help!!! $100,000.

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Things are stacking more and more around me and I’m not sure what to do anymore. I fell face down starting my own life. I’m 19 and no longer live with my parents due to being kicked out because of my mom wanting to start her “new life” with her new boyfriend and my newborn little brother. I was kicked to the side when I needed help the most. I failed to get my diploma because I was at the mental hospital during school time. I was desperately applying for jobs but no luck getting one, so I couldn’t pay any bills. During the time living with my mom about over a year from now, I did have one job. But it was difficult to maintain it because of my mental state. And having to go to the mental hospital for my appointments, interfered with my work hours. Then I got fired for being late. My mother knew of my condition but doesn’t care, she wanted me to pay bills. So I kept looking for a new job instead of getting the help I needed. But again, no luck finding one. Things got uncomfortable at her home. Everytime she saw me, she would always say something to put me down. I suppose she was annoyed with my presence. It got bad to the point where I wouldn’t want to get out of my room for anything, not even to eat. I’d rather starve than to face her. I never did find another job when I was living with her. She grew more upset as time went by. I kept telling her that I needed help because things weren’t “right” with me. I really should be focusing on getting better. Nothing would convince her that I’m mentally sick, she just wanted the extra money. Then she decided to kick me out because “I was useless to her”. She didn’t let me keep any furniture, not even my bed. So I took my stuff, along with my cat and moved in with my Dad and his girlfriend early this year. There was no bed so I slept on the floor for a while. Until I got a air mattress. It was fine for a bit. He got me a job at a warehouse and things went fine for a bit. I would always stay in my room though because of habit. But for some reason my dad’s girlfriend didn’t want me there anymore so I got kicked out again. So then I moved in with my cousin which is where I am now. He let’s me stay but can’t support me because he has a family to worry about understandably. I used to get rides from my sister so I could go to work. It took about an hour to get there. Then my sisters hours at her job changed and couldn’t take me any longer. So I had to quit because there was no transportation from my house to my job. Now that I’m on my own, I don’t have a choice but to find another job even though my mental state is in a bad place, getting worse and worse. I’m not able to find any jobs due to a lack of transportation and the lack of money. My plan was to go back to school this fall to get my GED but that has to be pushed back and I can’t get the help I need. I was professionally diagnosed with Major depressive disorder with psychotic features. I was taking medication and seeing a therapist. I could no longer do that because of money. I ask of you guys to please help me. I’m asking for 15,000. This money I’m asking for is going for a car so I can find a job and not worry about transportation. A new bed, I’ve been sleeping on a air mattress all this time. To get the psychiatric help, Its been far too long, my mentality is worse. Food for me and food for my cat. Possibly for a cheap apartment and necessities for a home. For my classes when new classes start. I want to start over, get my GED and go to college for film. I didn’t want things to be like this, I feel like my life is shattering already and its barely begun. I’m tired of feeling like there’s no point to any of this. I’m barely passing by with the little money I have left. I’m still looking for a job but with little experience, its difficult. And when I do find one, it ends up being too far. I don’t know what to do anymore. I have no other choice but to ask strangers because my own mom didn’t want anything to do with me. Please help me get back on my feet and thank you for taking your time to read this and hopefully you can help.

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So many are worse off than me. What makes me think it’s okay to do this, to ask for money now. I am a born again Christian (the kind that know I am here to love not judge others). Shouldn’t my faith let me know it will all work out? It always has… I’ve been in many tough spots, and I know I should have been dead a few times, so if course I believe the Lord will work things out. I have never understood why he would do that for me, but then again I have never believed anyone has truly loved me. It’s something I can’t believe.

I grew up very very blessed and had what I thought, what many thought was a wonderful, beautiful family, and it was in many ways. We even had our photos in the local paper which was The Louisville Times back then. That was the name of the daytime paper. The night time paper was The Courier Journal. We were in the paper with a story entitled The Model Family. It’s funny now… the story was about the fact that we all modeled at the time… my parents and my brother included.

As I grew that title took on a bit of irony.

My mother was “head strong” for her generation and my father was a real mans man who could charm all the women.

I idolized my Daddy… he taught me so many good things. Common sense, how to think for myself, how to put others before myself as Jesus taught us. I asked him anything and everything. He taught us all what would now be equivalent to music appreciation 101, and the same for art. My mother sang at the local radio station in Lexington starting at age 12 until her late teens.

We children inherited good genes in our looks, talent, and were taught how to behave in adult social settings beautifully at very young ages.

It was idyllic. It took its toll. My brother was born with beautiful very gentle soul. I have often said he could hear harmonies even the angels couldn’t here. I became a lounge singer and performed 5 hours a night 6 nights a week and often traveled on the 7th day. It was very very exciting! My brother however was also considered as being slow and his life was a struggle always. He and I were the closest in age being 14 months apart.

My father, being a manly man, having served in WWII, and having come from his generation believed his best course of action to toughen up my brother was to beat it into him. My brother became schizophrenic, and what was once called manic depressive.

Treatment of my brother by our father did not escape my sisters and me or my mother. In fact my parents fought loudly and constantly with my mother being slapped occasionally.

We are now all plagued with depression, anxiety, other various problems.

My parents stayed married till my father died. He died with his family around him, crying. I wailed my sister said. My world ended and the world became worse off as did my family, in my opinion.

My mother remarried at age 71 or 72. She was very happy, none of us liked him, but Momma was very happy. He was nothing like daddy, not handsome, not clever or smart.

I have considered myself as the middle child all my life. With 4 children let me explain. My older sister was special because she was the oldest, my brother special because he was the only boy, and my younger sister the baby, and the one Momma dotted on. My younger sister and I shared a room, Momma would spend minutes telling my sister good night telling her how precious and loved she was. Momma would then leave the room with no words or look towards me.

I was the one sent to breakup the fights between mom and dad only to be told by them that I was being overly dramatic. As the years went on I was the one my sisters would call when they were having problems, yet once I got off the road (at age 31), I found I was clearly not welcomed by my sisters. I had become a classless person some how. I was more of an embarrassment than anything with my out-going personality. I didn’t know how to dress, I had a tiny apartment (the first of my life at age 31!).

While on the road I married, twice. The first I married I think because he was so loved by my family. He just seemed to fit right in. As our time as a couple went on I was shocked to hear my husband scream at me Fuck you!!! Even daddy didn’t do that!

I remarried at about age 23 or 24. I was married in Fajardo Puerto Rico. I married a person from there. I won’t call him a man. No male is a man who does things to his wife as he did. Yes, he perpetuated the idea of Latin men who beat their wives. He would beat me then want to make love to me. I learned later in nursing school this is called emotional rape. He threatened to have me locked up in an insane asylum and told me no one would come and get me that I was too far away and no one would come that far. He threatened to kill me several times, is still remember. There is so much to remember.

When i found the courage to leave him I moved back to Louisville, and soo became entangled in a relationship with a married man. This seemed a likely place for me. I didn’t really deserve to have someone for myself. He promised for over 17 years to leave his wife any marry me. His wife finally left him. By then I had moved on to a man who would become my  current husband, and I pray the one who will be with me till the end of life.

I met my husband when I was 42. I had become an RN. He was unbelievably handsome, could dance, and as I observed him was kind to everyone. He was also modest as it took about a year before I understood just who he was and what he meant to the west end community of Louisville. My husband was a civil rights advocate, having worked with Dr.King. He became know as one of “The Black Six.” His activism for black folks was something I did and still do admire having grown up in a family who taught me that if someone is different from you that makes them one thing and one thing only….. interesting.

My mother objected to my involvement with him not because he was black, but because he had no money. I did and still do have the greater income between the two of us. At times in our relationship that has bothered me, but now as my husband leans closer to age 80 than 70 I see in him all of who he is. He is a man of character who still works out side the home as well as around the house. A man who gets down on his knees to pray daily. He is also human with demons of his own. When he drinks beer he becomes so intense about religion and politics. He becomes very cold towards me. Indeed we have not made love since being married over 15 years ago. So lives on my self loathing.

My life has not been all bad! Please know that! I have traveled in the USA a lot! I have experienced other cultures (yes including my husband’s). I have entertained and felt more at home on stage than anywhere. I helped my brother, in many ways I pray. I was there for my mother to see her through to her death from the one disease she always said she prayed she would never get… pancreatic cancer. I have given freely of myself and my possessions to the point that my financial situation is now what it is. Giving has always been a greater joy for me than it was for those who received I believe. I’ve been told so many times don’t do that! Don’t spend all your money on other people, don’t give away your treasures. That’s me, that’s what gives me joy! I can’t do it now.

The thing that is bringing me to my knees is all that has happened before. Isn’t that what always happens? All that has happened before…

I had a recurring nightmare from a very early age regularly. The sky is pure blue and beautiful, lovely perfect daisies start to fall from the sky so gently… then the feeling of doom comes the deep dark sick in my stomach… and it comes… the giant rolling pen that rolls over the daisies and crushes them all.

As I grew up the nightmares changed to someone trying to “get me”, trying to kill me. Trying to reach my husband but the phone never works. My sisters and my mother go to have fun but don’t want me around.

As I write now, the pressure in my chest increases. I think of all my sins. The sex I had with virtual strangers, the pills I took to relax, the Jezabel attitude I had. I know all my diagnoses Anxiety, Depression, PTSD, Paranoia. So many many other things I have done. Now wondering what will happen to me if my husband dies first? I know I won’t want to live… I will never go anywhere. I don’t want to go out now… though to meet me I am a very lively, outgoing… nice person!

My body is angry, now with Fibromyalgia,  high BP, Obese… surprise surprise.

I miss my mother, I keep waiting for love. It’s time to stop dreaming.

My financial situation. Well, let me say first I have never been one to want the biggest, the newest, or the best.

My dream would be to have my very modest home, my student loans, my credit card debt paid off.

Yes, I would love to have other nice things people (mostly women I guess) stay up and dream about at night… finishing my basement, having cars newer than 2005/2006. Go to a mom and pop motel near a beach in the winter. That would suit me so well… a mom and pop.

I know it’s not the worst, or the most moving. I ask because I am just so so very tired. I would love to not have to work and at age 64 I don’t see how I will ever be able to retire.

The tiredness is from the pain, physical and psychological. I want to join programs that encourage me to take my new puppy for a walk in the park. I love nature. I want to take art and sculpting. I want record my little songs I wrote… just for myself. I want the children’s book I wrote to be published. And when there is a disaster I want to go help. Right now I want to live to do these things. These things are worshiping God, in my opinion. To look at all he has given us and admire it. To go to those who need help. To touch the lives of others. To take care of me, and …. I don’t know what else.

This is a long story, but I’ll do my best to shorten it.

I’ve known my now ex-boyfriend for 7 years now. I’m from Texas, he’s from Ohio. We met when I went to Ohio on a family trip (I was 15), and kept an online friendship after I went back home. We didn’t meet again in person until I was 19, and by then we had developed an online relationship. I was so sure that we were in love and he seemed perfect, so he convinced me to bring him back to Texas with me so we could be together ‘forever’. He forced me away from my parents place and we lived together for just a few months with an old friend of mine. The whole time we were there he would always yell at me and make our broke situation always my fault, when he never once tried to get a job. I should’ve listened to my friend when she wouldn’t stop asking about all my bruises after he would stop yelling at me. With having no money, we ended up moving back to my parents for a short time, then he moved back to Ohio but wouldn’t let me go with him. Said I would ‘do better down here by myself’, but of course he went back and cheated on me. Around 4 months after he went back I regained my sense of self worth and broke it off with him. I moved half an hour away from my parents and things were fine for a couple years. But three or so months ago he showed up at my parents with NO warning, demanding to see me and almost started a fight with my dad. They of course didn’t tell him where I was, and called the cops but he was long gone before they showed up. Things cooled off for another month until I ran into him at my local walmart, he cried and begged me to get back with him and made a huge scene and kept a hard grip on my arms and wrists so I couldn’t walk away, thank god security showed up and told him he had to leave. I stayed at a friends house for a couple nights just in case he had tried to follow me home, and after a few days of seriously thinking about what I was going to do, I decided to move to Oregon. I’ve always wanted to live here and thought now’s a better time than ever. So I paid off the last 2 months of rent in my apartment, got a u-haul, and left. I’m still looking for a job and currently living out of my car, but all I’m wanting is some money for gas and food. I’ve gone to local pantries but the food doesnt last very long with me having no refrigeration. $1,000 is all I ask for and hope you make even the smallest donation. Thank you for listening to my story if you got this far, and have a fantastic day.

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