I have felt like what I think a zombie would feel like if they were real. I had to close my 10 year old small business in 2001 because I started feeling terrible all the time with lots of pain. There is a feeling you have when you love to work that almost keeps you from resting, that feeling went away along with most of my endorphins. I had disability insurance for $1000, it took me till around 2010 to get it and they make you fight to keep it every year till age 65 then you are on your own. I don’t own a car, house, retirement account or any thing else of value. I had to sell it all to survive the first years of misery. I live in a small block building in my mothers front yard, she lives in an 80 or so year old 2 bedroom house. I had known that if she needed it I would be her full time care giver, this happened when she fell around 10 months ago. I have every kind of pain there is plus a back injury, I went to around 12 doctors to find out why I never feel normal any more and also why I am in so much pain. They did nothing except accuse me of wanting drugs even if I didn’t ask for them. The first 2 months of helping mom both of my hands starting going numb all the time. Now they and my feet hurt when I use them. My back injury called l5-s1 now shoots pain down my left leg into my big toe like the right side. If you stay mad all the time and take it out (the pain) on everybody you will be hated. I go out of my way to be nice to everyone and to help when I can. I hate having to explain my condition with people because almost everyone thinks their pain is just as bad or worse then yours and so they paint you as weak. I have spent many many years starring at the walls praying that the AC doesn’t break or praying for other things that I now know the big guy doesn’t do. My mother is now 81 and home hospice is helping with some things, my brother and sister don’t help and I know they can’t do much working full time. I would love to be the one giving away money, I have day dreamt of getting better and making lots of cash so I could help people like me. I am 59 now I feel that it is hopeless to believe that. I didn’t date much when I had my business and now I have lost almost 25 years, I never got to get married, have kids or buy a house. Part of my illness is panic attacks that last many hours. They are not really panic attacks cause they last too long and I’m not upset when they happen. My mothers dementia is heading my way if I don’t die from a stroke. I have had 3 days in the past 2 years where I couldn’t completely wake up for several hours, I don’t know how to describe it to you or the ambulance that I called every time. It scares me more than you can know, I feel like I am dying every time. My memory isn’t good anymore. I am always broke and I usually have a negative balance. My also 81 year old dad helps me as much as he can but I don’t think he has a clue how much I have suffered the past 20 years, you become emotional and you love your family and pets. I have ended up with 8 kittens (I lost two) now they are young adults and I love them too much. I get teary eyed if I think about loosing any of them, I should give a few away but I can’t cause everything is so hard for me. I have known about these type sites for months but being a full time caregiver saps all your existence, and when she goes my available money for living will be cut in half. I barely survive now with my dads help. If no one helps me I don’t think I will be able to cope with what little I have, I really only worry what will happen to my cats if I can no longer feed them. My air conditioning is broke and I need to fix my building, only if I have money to pay someone. I for the first time have government insurance but so far most doctors don’t take it. I have been driving my dads 23 year old truck since I don’t have anything. I hate to keep using it but the older you get the more you realize usually the ones that care if you live or die have no way to help.,Thank You

I used to be an independent, strong woman, who dedicated herself to being a good mom and a successful woman in corporate America. Between the endless meetings at work or various issues needing my immediate attention and the soccer practices, teacher conferences and unexpected cake baking sessions at 10 at night because it was due tomorrow, I had zero time to just sit.  There wasn’t time for laziness.

Especially after I divorced a man I had spent 11 years with, the father of my child…my best friend, Justin. Right before Justin and I put our differences aside becoming best friends again, I was in a severe accident almost killing me and leaving me with a traumatic brain injury, subsequently putting me on social security disability. I was Still healing a few short years later when me and my daughters lives were flipped upside down.

Justin had a stroke, leaving him brain dead. I was forced with the decision to take him off life support or keep him in a vegetative state for the rest of his life. I felt like a part of me died when he took his last breath.

The depression that followed in combination with the brain injury stripped me of the strength I normally would have had to keep all the bills current. I  fell 3 months behind on mortgage and before the bank could take it, I did a quick cash sale that provided enough to almost entirely pay for the home I’m in now.

In 4 months, my daughter lost her father, her home and all her friends she had grown up with…and her mother, well I was on the cusp of letting go.

I’ve struggled to provide some sort of normalcy for my daughter. More times than not, when she needs or wants something I had to say no because of lack of funds. The times I didn’t say no was because I took out a personal loan or opened another credit card. I’m now maxed out across the board and my car is on it last leg.

I was raised with the belief I need to take care of myself so I hate asking for help. And if my mother wasn’t dead and a father who wasn’t incarcerated, I’d ask them. But their gone so here I am.

I owe $35000 on my home and about $15,000 in loans and credit cards. I’m humbly asking for $50-65,000 to pay off the home and debt,  while leaving some money to replace my car.

Because I’m exhausted and needing a break from the trauma, the  strong fiery woman I used to be has been lying dormant for several years. I’ve been drowning for the last 9 years and I really need someone to throw me a life preserver. I just need to know the light at the end of the tunnel isn’t another freight train about to hit me. I understand I’m asking for a lot, but anything will help.

Thank you for giving me your time to read this short novel and regardless of who you are,  thank you for your willingness to lend someone a hand, even if it’s not mine. Best wishes.

Jessica Tolson
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I’m drowning in unsecured debt and I’m now behind more than I have been before.

For most of 2023 my partner was without a job and all of our financial responsibilities fell onto my shoulders. To make ends meet, I took on any extra hours my job could offer which was scarce. I asked my family for help every  month but that help was limited and lessened over time as they were struggling themselves. My other outsource was to utilize cash advances on my paychecks just to avoid falling behind on our rent and bills.

Unexpected expenses came up and in my desperate hour I turned to payday loans as that’s all I can get approved for with my current credit. While trying to balance loan payments,  my current bills and rent, I’m now behind $4000. I’ve tried finding a consolation loan so I can have a single more manageable payment each month but I’ve run into dead ends everywhere I turn. I don’t qualify for any government assistance as I don’t have any children and make “too much” for my single filling household.

I’m embarrassed to turn to this solution but I don’t know what else I can do. I just need some help to catch up and I can stay on track ahead from here. Anything helps really. Please I’m so overwhelmed by this, it leaves me unable to breathe.

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I am suffering too much financial hardships. I have no job. I am unable to pay my credit card bills and personal loans payment. I am too much distressed and sometimes I feel to do wrong thing. I am so helpless. Please help me. The rich person who will help me,God will definitely do best for him.

Hello, sometimes you  get in situation that you never expected. This is happened with my family. We are stock in debt pretty bad, my husband working full time, I’m part time and beginning to make tings to sell. But all bills, payments just got us so tight, sometimes you don’t know how to get out of this situation. We have this problem few years, but we just stock it. Like I said I’m working part time, because kids on me, and I would like to work more, create things to sell, but need some time. We having two kids, they still small 6 and 4 years old. Would be good if my kids will be in summer camp so I can work more and help my husband. It would be great help for my husband.

Few days ago I found this site and couldn’t start this application till today after I see powerlessness and pain in my husbands eyes. Because we need to pay for rent, bills, school, taxes and even buy some food. My husband having some health problem, taking medication , we also buying them monthly , and I really worry about him.   Also this month having problem to pay for my son school.

I would be really appreciate  if someone will have open heart to  help us to pay for one month of my son  school and kids summer camp. The total we need $6000

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It has been over three years since I discovered that my husband got his co-worker pregnant. Since that day, my life turned upside down. He has taken everything from me and my two kids and left me with a large debt. I don’t have any friends or family in the U.S. to support me, and I don’t have a choice in leaving the country or I would lose custody of my son. My husband has manipulated this whole situation in his favor and has left me with no way to defend myself. During this time, I have been receiving aid from Social Services and non-profits to help me survive with my kids. But for me to rebuild my life on my own, I need to completely remove him from my life. In order for me to do that, I need a lawyer who knows military laws. I have tried getting pro bono lawyers, but I haven’t had any luck finding one who knows the laws of the military. I heard that this website has kind people who want to help. This isn’t easy; I have gone through so much throughout these years that if I wrote it all, I would be writing a book.

Please, to the person reading this, help me gain my dignity back and restart my life with my kids.

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Greetings,

I am a 64 year old  woman who has met some recent financial challenges and is needing a re-start, if you will.

I contracted Covid a year ago, and was sick for quite sometime  When I tried going back to work, I was let go immediately for being gone so long.

I immediately started looking for other jobs, but they weren’t hiring n my field.  I’m applying outside of my field, but  there is  always a requirement needed that I don’t have.
The bills are adding up as well as home repairs. The first month I was off, my furnace went out so I was without heat for a week while trying to get resolve and shortly right after that, my kitchen flooded just  short of ruining the cabinets

I have never been one to rely on anyone but myself financially, and have managed to do that for many years until now

I have gotten behind on my obligations, to the point of the beginning of foreclosure and repossession of my car. As well as utilities, food, car repairs, house repairs, all the things that I’ve kept putting off thinking I would have employment by now.

There are so many people that are in a worse position than I am, so I hesitate even asking for help, yet if I don’t, the outcome could be horrible.  I just need to get my obligations current with a buffer pad allowing me to get a job.

None of us ever expect to be in a position such as this. It has shed a whole new light on how quickly our situations can change. It can literally change overnight, and we are thrown into potentially losing everything we have worked so hard for.

It is hard to have a positive attitude all the time, but it is necessary in order to see the light at the end of the tunnel.

I sincerely hope for all of you who are struggling and happen to read this, that you know being in your situation has no reflection on who you are as a person.

We have no control over somethings that happen in our lives, but we do have control over how we choose to overcome it. I sincerely wish you the best of luck!

For any of you who are willing to help, I thank you from the bottom of my heart.  Rest assured your contributions will be used wisely and toward my previous concerns.

My Regards,

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Hello. This is a long shot, but I am desperate for your kindness and generosity.

I am 27 years old, going on 28 in just a few months, and I am drowning in 60,000$ of debt. I’ve been in debt since I was probably 19 or 20 years old. I don’t have a sad story to offer. I was just a stupid kid desperate for love I never had and thought buying people’s love was the answer. I applied for credit cards and loans, convincing myself I made enough money to pay everything back without a problem. How silly of me. I’ve been paying back my debt over time and was proud of that. But times have changed. Nearing 30 years old, I never thought I’d be where I am now, clawing to keep my head above the dirt pouring over me.

I’ve worked my 20s away, 200+ hours per pay period (biweekly), making less than 15$ an hour. I am burnt out. My mental health and physical health has taken a drastic toll over the years. I am in such a deep depression because of my financial situation I find it hard to keep going. I can’t even afford therapy or meds anymore because my medical bills have gotten too high. Then I had surgery and had to take a month off work. Now to say I am living paycheck to paycheck is an understatement. I am negative in my bank every check because my bills and rent eat up my checks. I tried working with Nation Debt Relief, and now I’m getting threats from my creditors that they will sue me and start garnishing my checks. The program won’t help me until I pay them 8000$. I tried filing for bankruptcy, but because of all the overtime I work, I’m told I make too much money (on paper) to file.

I’ve lived and learned. I’m literally paying for the consequences of my actions, but I cannot afford it now more than ever. Please free me from this overwhelming debt. I’m so desperate.

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Hello All, This is very difficult for me because I’m not one to ask for help. But my hours have been cut at work and it has made it difficult keeping up with bills and food.  So I’m asking for help. Any amount will be greatly appreciated.  Thank you in advance!

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In the early nineteen nineties I was involved in a school bus Wreck. It was me, am I other 3 sisters in one of them Was my twin, identical twin. I broke my arm and punctured lung and glass in my scratches and had  bruises. And she suffered from a brain injury and was in a coma for a year. I think it was a year and she came out of it. But she couldn no longer talk of walk. So when she was discharged from the hospital and came home me My other sister’s Were told that we would have to be responsible and help take care of our sister. I wasn’t even ten years old yet, but was taken on the responsibility of a grown adult. We took care of her Showered her dressed her, put her in her wheelchair and got a ready for the day every day. We did this until you know we graduated high school. After the school bus wreck my parents became over protective overbearing parents. I remember thinking I wish my parents wouldn’t come to every fucking school event I had. Every sports event every homecoming every prom every track meet anything that we had at school. They were there and it really annoyed me because I couldn’t do what I wanted. I felt that way in high school. It wasn’t until someone had told me. One time that they had wished their Parents would at least come to one of their track meets or at least one of their school events and I remember 🤔  thinking, that’s so sad. I was ungrateful  and didnt want them embarassing me or telling me what I can and can’t do like a child. Because I knew it all in high school. They couldn’t tell me anything I didn’t already know. But I was just spiteful. So, by age 10 I knew how to take care of someone the same size as me. Did laundry for the whole family had animals that we fed before going to school. We done the dishes cleaned the house took care of her and did whatever my parents asked us to do. They were so overprotective. They would never let us stay over a people’s houses. Or you know have sleep overs or any of that s*** We weren’t allowed to do any of that. And we weren’t allowed to stay after school and hang out with other people. We were told to go straight home every day. In high school I started sneaking out and doing drugs. I thought my life was so bad. I was thinking why me? Why does it have to Be this way? I found out that I was adopted that made in my twin was adopted and that kind of devastated me because I really thought that I was their child. But I should have known because me and my twin were always way. Smaller and way lighter scanned than they were. But I believed in my heart to that I Belonged to them. So I kind of felt like oh my God, Myra parents didn’t even want us. You know I heard that they were trying to sell us and separate us. Ever young age when we were born so that Fucked with my mind. I guess you could say that. I was using that as a reason to do more drugs and be more rebellious. And go to jail and end up going to prison. For not paying fines or  violating my probation. That was the first time I went to prison it was For 6 months It was absolute hell. I was in my early twenties and I was freaking the fuck out. My parents didn’t support me much during that time. But the second time that I went to prison. They fully supported me and came and seen me every weekend. And it just made me sad that I could not leave with them and go home. The second time I went to prison was a lot longer Sentence it was close to 5 years And it just made me sad. It made me wanna go home. It made me want to hurt some people in there because they are so hateful and disrespectful and wrong and weird, and there’s no words to describe people in prison. I had learned so much in prison. I signed up for college classes. I got some college hours in I was feeling good. I had a job in there which only paid like. Maybe 6 cents a day but it was going towards my fines. So I thought that was a positive thing. I have a small bladder and every time that we had to get on our bunks and they did count I remember you know drinking coffee all morning. To try to get through this bullshit. And when we did count, I would be sitting on the bed and it would be 30 minutes going by and I’m I would swear to God I. Almost would piss myself. Because you can’t get off your bed. You can’t do anything you can’t move. You could barely go to the restroom without getting rolled up or without getting your level dropped or you know some. Negative consequence of asking to go to the fucking bathroom. Every single time I would come so close to fucking almost pissing myself. I had to stop drinking coffee in the morning and that pissed me off. In prison I was forced to take a fucking a flu shot and that I’ve hate taken shots. and I don’t trust the government. And when you’re when you’re State Property or whatever you have no fucking choice, there is no voice. There is no denying anything. You’re gonna fucking do what they’re fucking telling you to do with. They’re gonna give you or whatever. So that fucked was my head because I’m thinking that they Are just trying to kill me or give me the flu? Or you know how am I supposed to know that’s a flu vaccine flu shot. Anyway, I got out of prison and I straightened up a little bit. I got a job. I got 2 jobs working and finally got a car. It was a nice car. It was up-to-date car. Wasn’t a 2019 car and I’ve never had a new car like that. They’ve always been pieces of shit because it was financed. When I lost my job. Because they were trying to go against policy and drug. Test me for no reason they fired me. I tried to write the EEOC and they just told me. I would have to deal with my company’s person. That deals with that type of stuff before I before I could come to them. So I thought it wasn’t worth my time. I have too much crap to do when I was worried about my dad. Because he had just had a mini-stroke. And I put a bunch of time into doing what my family needed at the time. I was brainwashed basically into you know II was controlled by my parents for a long time and I would drop everything. I was doing just to go. Do what they wanted. And it would be for nothing like I would do it for nothing. I would be so pissed off. And then they have not helping me whenever I ask for it made me so mad that I just Hated them. That’s not how I feel now. It’s just how I felt at the time. Cause they would I feel like they would manipulate me and use me and get me to do there. Job giving to do what they’re supposed to be doing. I know that no one wants to help a person that’s you know, had my kind of rap sheet or had these kinds of problems. Or just think I’m some junkie or whatever. But I’ve had a hard life. I lost my twin sister while I was in prison. The second time.  Can you change our funeral? Because I didn’t have the money on my books to transport me 4 hours to go to the funeral. You know what I mean and then back up to the prison cut? Because you have to pay the guards that take you by the mile. You have to pay them by the mile that they drive to Take You to A Funeral. So I missed my twins funeral. And I can’t ever get over that. I just have to swallow it and deal with it. Because there’s nothing I can do.  There was nothing I could do in prison. In a really sucks, and it’s unfortunate that they don’t have programs to help people go to at least our families. Fucking funerals While their in there. After losing her In prison and not going home for the funeral. And then going back to prison. I had to be there from my family more because no one wants to lose a child. But when I got out of prison, my parents were still trying to be controlling and in some situations. And trying to tell me I couldn’t have friends over. Or I couldn’t do this. Or that and when I was on ankle monitor I mean I was losing my mind. I remember feeling so happy whenever I got covid, Because my mom made me leave the house. She basically kicked me out until I. Tested negative for covid. Oh it was months until I got to go back home. My job made me take the vaccine. And that’s fucking with me. Because I don’t even think that it was what it was. I think that they put something in me or put in a tracking device or something. And I know it’s not no damn vaccine. Because I have not Felt the same since. I feel like my body’s breaking down on me. And I can’t do nothing about it. I’ve been trying to take chlorafil and Sea moss Calcium  multivitamins Anything that would help me feel better and i Only got a  small little improvement. Sorry about getting off subject but basically I lost my dad on Father’s Day. This is all within 10 years. I lost my twin within 10 years. I lost my dad on Father’s Day within 2 years. I lost my one of my best friends. He hung himself at the same year that I lost my dad. One of my Other close friend same here due to an overdose. But I think it was foul play. But nobody has ever said anything about it. So i’m not sure but I believe it is. I lost my nice car. The one that was finance for from my from having a job. And I got a cheaper car that was used in its smaller. And it’s older of course. But it’s what I could afford at the time with my income taxes. After losing my job and here recently Like within six months I hit a raccoon in it. Messed up the Radiator the A. C. Condenser Temperature censor relay switch. My fans that keep the car from overheating. So now it just keeps overheating and getting hot. Because I don’t have the fucking money to repair the whole front of my car so now. I’m without a car. I can’t get around to do what I need to do I can’t get around and put in applications, I can’t go to the store. I live freaking 25 miles out of town. I’ve been having to pay people to bring me food. I’ve been having to pay people to give me rides. It is a fucking headache and I can’t even afford it. My electric Is constantly getting shut off Because I pay by the day I don’t pay a monthly bill. And that’s never happened to me i’m not used to that shit. I feel helpless. I feel hopeless but I am hopeful and I’ve asked my family for help. And they can only do so much. I Can’t seem to crawl out of this hole that I’ve gotten myself in and I really need help. I really do. I’m tired of crying all the time. But every time I see anything about someone’s dad doing something for them. It makes me so fucking sad that I don’t have mine and I need his help right now. I just need some dad help. I just need some dad money. I just need some dad advice. I just need some dad communication. I just need some dad love. I wish my dad was here.  To help me through this shit. But you know he was diabetic and he was on dialysis and he went for as long as he could go until his body gave out, you know. I’m glad that he’s no longer suffering in a body. He didn’t wanna be in but I still wish he was here. He’s here in me. But it’s totally different. I don’t know I i just I hate it. I need to fix my car because I feel its the main thing that I need in my life right now. To get to the places I need to go to get a job or do anything. I feel like I’m losing my fucking mind having a car I can’t drive. Father’s Day Mrs. With me. I can’t begin to describe the feeling it is without him. Everything has changed though all of the dinners at my parent’s house. The birthday’s the holidays. You know he would not want us to be sad and my mom sometimes is sad. She can’t help but she’s grieving. But he would not want the events to change. He would not want the birthdays and the holidays to change. So you know I’m probably gonna have to talk to my family about being more happy and being more positive at these things. Because the grandkids aren’t gonna come. If they’re gonna be like that you know I’m not trying to hurt anyone’s feelings. I’m trying to pass down what my dad would have wanted us to pass down cause he was the glue to the fucking everything. He was the life of the party is what people would say and it’s just a big chunk of my heart. That’s gone, it just fucks with me and i’m trying to cope with it.. I don’t know How to  Begin to explain the help that I need right now. I call it dad help but it could be best friend help. It could be grandpa help I didn’t have my grandparents growing up. That’s the other sad thing. Is that all of my friends around me and stuff? They’re grandparents are still alive and they just treat them like shit. It just pisses me off and it makes me Angry seeing one of my friends Treat their grandparents or their parents in any way. Because I believe that they need to make things right. Because they never know what will happen. They never know if they’ll be gone 1 day. And they’ll regret being on bad terms with them or not being able to tell them sorry or not being able to ask them for forgiveness. It’s it’s a lot of things that I think about. I know that I may not be worth sending money to. But I believe that I am going to Become a better person. And I’m going to try to be more humble. And I really don’t care if i’m humiliated anymore. I straight up, need some help. I’m tired of feeling helpless and hopeless but I am hopeful. I want my life back. I’ve came so far from being a drug addict. Selling drugs getting arrested going to jail for years and on just basically owing money. Right now, I owe $7000 in qualifying that I have not been paying on and I need to be paying on. I have a judgment against me for that card that I had financed. That’s not doing any good to my credit score. I’m trying to get help with discharging my debt. But there’s only so much information on the internet about that shit. And I really hate programs that offer help and offer this and offer that. And you go there and you get nothing but Someone that’s so judgmental. And they like to roll their eyes and they don’t believe you. And you’re just a lying fucking piece of shit. That’s a druggie and a addict. And you don’t deserve to be alive. That type of shit so why would we even want to go there and ask for the help? If they’re gonna be like that the world today, they don’t respect anybody or anything. It’s all about me. Or I mean themselves. No one’s cardiac anymore. No one’s carrying no one’s corgil. No one has cooth. I swear I was  Suppose to be born on a different timeline. Cause this one is not for me. I want to be born any time before the invention of plastics. I loved it before plastics. Its such a one time use throw away type generation. Everything is built so cheap with no quality or thought put into it. And it shows. I just need some dad help. Please help me get out of debt. I could go on and on but I don’t know how much we can talk about or if I can come back and add to this. But I am going to stop for now and get this posted. THANK YOU For taking the time to read my request or read my story. And i’m sorry if I jumped around to different subjects and everything. This is my first time trying this. Or this is my first time doing anything like this. So I’m hoping it goes really well and I appreciate your time. And I hope you have a nice day whoever you are.

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