There is no way to put into words how I feel, but I’m going to try and ask for your help ! I have 6 kids and 2 grandchildren, my husband has always worked to keep us happy and this past 2 years we have almost went all the way down hill with bill and cars … let me explain my husband is in construction and a 1099 worker so that should help you see the bigger picture we also have horrible credit, work was good now it’s not so much, we have a car and truck both are broke down and we have no way to get him to work to make money to fix it, the electricity bill is OUTRAGEOUS I mean 900.00 a month and we can barely pay the payment arrangements to keep the lights on , 3 kids at home one works but can’t help with much, the other helps on the farm and the other is not working because she doesn’t have a car or the child care to do so at the moment. This is long and sparatic  I know but I’ve never been good at writing or asking for anything!! I’m tired of being the fall guy for everyone even though that’s usually what moms are, the sponge to absorb all the energy but I’m tired I have debilitating migraines and I’m close to losing my mind not just because of the holidays but because how am I ever gonna get a leg up to stand again… I’m not sure and this is the last  straw so here I am again I posted before a few days or maybe a week ago and realized I haven’t explained much but both post should let a little light in as to the struggle!! Please just read it!! Anyway I’m not sure what it’s worth to anyone…

im asking for 10,000 but will take whatever to help the taxes are due the electricity is due

thanks for reading!
@enchantress1329

 

Hello, my name is Roshetta. I’m in need of some financial support. Recently, I lost my job after taking a few weeks to deal with health issues. On top of that, work has slowed down for my husband at his job. We are now late on December rent, which an eviction was filed on Dec 10th. We are behind on gas $285.06 & phone $402. 12. I have reached out to different organizations for help, but so far, nothing has come through. We have two vehicles, but our family truck has put us down and will cost a bit over $500 to get back going. Which I hope is really soon. Since I have to get around, that leaves me taking my husband to work, who gets up at 4:30 am faithfully 5 days a week 10-12 hours a day. Food is high. Some days, I have to go get free groceries from pantries. Keeping gas in the car is crazy seems like I’m filling up every day. All my kids need new clothes and shoes they have outgrown everything they were blessed to get last year, and this year, I just don’t have the extra. I buy little pieces here and there depending on who need what the most. It has been a struggle trying to determine what bills get paid now and how to split the cost of everything else with what’s left. We do try to Tithe like we are supposed to, and I know it’s has to get better. That should be at the top of the list I know. I ask the Lord to forgive me. I’m trying to take what little I have and turn it into more than enough. I am sick of this struggle. My job is to help others, and I try to give anyone anything I can. I’m not just asking for help for this one situation. I am asking for help to get out of this situation for life. I hope for generational wealth for my kids. I don’t want them to ever have to struggle. My whole life has been one. My husband was the same. We literally come from nothing. The fact is we have dreams and goals. We just never had the guidance or knowledge on how to make it happen. My husband wants to drive for himself, so we are trying to get his business up and going so he can better provide for his family. I want to start a family business and also get back to doing the only thing I have always been good at doing. Hair. I am a hair braider. I have been braiding for years. It is really good money in what I do. It’s just hard starting over. Last year we were living in a hotel. We moved to our place in April this year 2023, so we are still new to the area, so I have to build clientele. I’m not just someone asking for money. I want help setting up business so I can create the wealth to take care of my family without worries and also be a help to others in need. This brings me to my non-profit organization that I have future plans for. Living in a hotel with a family of six was definitely an experience for us, and I have a desire to help families like us.

If there is anyone willing to help, we gratefully appreciate whatever your heart desires, even if it’s just resources.

paypal.me/Roshettay or $wavedpolke cashapp

Hello, my name is Elijah Eggleston. My late mother took out a credit card in my name without my knowledge. She passed away with a $3400 balance still due. I hired a lawyer to deal with the situation and they took my money and did virtually nothing. I was later sued for the debt, and the lawyer failed to appear in court, leaving me with a judgment for the debt. I was told by a number of folks that after several years it will simply be irrelevant to my credit score, which sounded ideal because this is not truly my debt to pay. But now my apartment building is being renovated and I have only a few months to move. So now I am in a hurry to rent with horrible credit. I urgently need now to wipe this debt off of my report to increase my chances of approval. I will be doing my best to make consistent payments towards it regularly, but some support of course would make a bigger impact on my report. Below are images of my mothers death certificate, as well as a documentation of the judgment. Although they cannot be directly correlated to each other on paper, I hope these images would provide some convincing proof. I wholeheartedly appreciate any help I can get. Happy Holidays.

 

https://imgur.com/a/3NH3i5g

 

https://paypal.me/Eggleston94?country.x=US&locale.x=en_US

 

Dear Reader,

I hope this message finds you well. You imagine me speaking right now if I were talking to you I’m not one of sadness I’m not discouraged I’m not depressed. I’m very hopeful and I’m very motivated. I do have to mention that this is a challenging chapter of my life and yes I am here to ask for assistance for my family’s well-being.

I am a divorced single mom, currently working from home and pursuing my education while caring for my two daughters, one of whom has faced significant health challenges due to mold exposure in our previous living situation. After losing our home, my daughter underwent major medical procedures, including the removal of her thyroid, and is now dealing with immune deficiency issues. Besides healthcare coverage I am not on any government assistance and work hard to feed my daughters hearty meals and I cannot believe how much food cost has shot through the roof.

Our current living situation is far from ideal, and I am compelled to make a change for the well-being of my children. Living with family whom smoke in the bedroom and it was miracle to get that. I don’t have to tell you the effects of 2nd hand smoke on a weak immune system.  I find myself basically covering all the bills and when I have managed to put back 300-500, It is certain that the mortgage and power bill go unpaid. It’s not my mortgage, but we live here. , let me just clear something up. I am a person who seriously is driven and has extreme amount of faith in herself. OK I’ve been through a lot, but I also worked really hard and I work harder than most people I have ever worked with and I’m not saying That to boast, I’m saying that because I will never give up I have an inner drive and determination that is it’s beyond me and I’m thankful for that so I know that I can get us out of here. I don’t know what it is that’s keeping me in some kind of funk. Trying to keep me trapped but I’m predicting this before it happens and seeing and observing the actual reality of it, and that leads me to more faith in myself because now I I’ve learned different things to make me start doing things are actually gonna get me somewhere instead of things that are not getting me anywhere, so this is not a waste.

I  have worked with a mortgage company and have been diligently working my credit and get it suitable for long term home finance. I have explored various avenues, including owner financing, and daily watching the real estate market looking at properties and I have a good plan to purchase a home under 100k and then add in for complete rehab if necessary. I just need help getting a down payment. I’m going to school right now for medical billing and coding. I don’t know how but it cost me $18,000 8k of which are student. I’m graduating in March and I actually enjoy and have learned medical bill coding. I like the actual task of it and the therapeutic communication that’s involved in the healthcare industry itself.

I am reaching out with humility, seeking assistance to raise funds for a down payment on a home where my children can thrive without health risks but also I’m am fighting hard to help preserve the innocence of  my two actual angels. not only poor air quality but smoking, Negative attitudes, bad influxes on my teens. I am committed to paying it forward once we are in a stable position.

Any support you can provide, whether it’s financial or guidance on available resources, would be immensely appreciated. I am determined to create a safe and nurturing environment for my family, and your assistance would make a significant impact on our journey towards stability.

Thank you for taking the time to read my plea. I am grateful for any support you can offer.

Warm regards, Crystle

PayPal.me/crystledove

 

I have been married for 33 years tats more than half my life to a man who I deeply loved with all my heart.            I knew the day we met I was going to marry him someday.                                                                                    Without saying a word to me he just walked out. I had no idea there was anything wrong with our marriage or that he wanted out of it.                                                            I haven’t seen or heard from him in months until he shows up one day and wants me to take a ride with him so we can talk.                                                                              Not one word has been said the whole time we have been driving around and then “Bang” I’m dizzy and my head hurts a little bit.                                                               I think we are in a car wreck I turn to see if he was alright just in time to see him punch me in the face and before I could say a word he punches me in the face again and he keeps punching me and I hear my nose break, the blood is just pouring out and I an feel my teeth coming through my bottom lip.

I can’t see anything because both my eyes are swollen shut but he keeps punching me so I covered my eyes with my arm and he is still trying to punch me in the face but my arm is taking all the blows until it breaks he pulls over puts me on the sidewalk and leaves me there.   He Never Said A Word The Whole Entire Time.

I still don’t know why he beat me like that.  In all the years we were married he never hit me before. I just don’t understand why now.

If that wasn’t bad enough he then broke into my storage unit, everything I owned was in there and just like that 61 years of my life was gone he took everything.

I couldn’t afford rent and had to move in with a relative. I live in the basement of their house.                                      I have no sink no stove no running water & no heat but I’m very grateful to have a roof over my head.

 I’m barley making ends meet now that I have maxed my credit cards out & my only income is from social security disability.

I have tried to save a little money each month but it never works out I end up having to spend it just to get by.

You see I have a 12-year-old grandson who has been kicked out of school more then he has attended.

He hasn’t done any school work so far this year and he has already been kicked off the school bus for good this year.                                                                                               My grandson isn’t a problem child or a bad kid either. He is Autistic who has violent meltdowns where he throws & breaks things or threatens people or hurts himself.

When this happens at school it’s triggered by being bullied or teased. He is treated like he is a bad kid (not a child with Autism)so he is sent to the office and his dad is called from work to pick him up.

He is either kicked out for the rest of the day or kicked  out the rest of the week depending on whether it’s his only meltdown that week or not.

He needs a positive stable structured schedule and the online home school education for Autistic children and that’s something his school isn’t set up for and can’t provide for him.

All the school wants from my grandson is to sit still and to be quiet.

That’s why I’m on my hands and knees begging you good people for donations in the amount of $200,000 to purchase a house that will bring us all together (we live about a hour away from each other) so that my son & I can work together on getting & giving my grandson the online home school education for Autistic children he so deserves.  Hopefully in time my grandson can be self sufficient and provide for himself

This will also ease the stress and frustration and anxiety that my son goes through everyday being a single parent trying to raise a child with Autism and this will give my son the peace of mind  knowing that he won’t have to leave in the middle of his shift or be losing anymore money off his pay check.

This house is 20 minutes outside of town and is completely fenced and gated to keep a unwanted husband out and a 12 year old Autistic boy in.

This house will give me a safe place to live the rest of my life that I can call home where my grandson can play & explore and just be a happy boy & where my son has a smile on his face as he is watching his son grow & be happy.

Thank you so much !    paypal.me/TComer500

 

 

 

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I remember there was a time when I was a child playing at a playground and my hands slipped when I was on the monkey bars. I fell onto the bars below me, on my diaphragm, which knocked the air out of me so hard, there was an initial high-pitched whistle and silence, but I remember I was still trying to scream out in pain. It was like I was hit so hard by the fall that it knocked a very long and extended pause out of me. By the time I could breathe in and scream again, my eyes saw white haze. I remember this because life has just hit me that hard and I am stunned because I would consider myself adept at being able to roll with the punches.

In my family, I am the black sheep. I color outside of the lines and seek to live my life to the beat of my own drum. That can be a good thing or a bad thing, depending on your point of view. Even being the black sheep, I am also the only one in my family that has put myself through school. I am not talking about graduating with a certificate or an associate degree, I hold an MS from a school that is private and selective. I did this while fighting custody disputes over my children and have always found the fortitude to rely on that strength from within because I knew I was alone. It has been apparent that my family seeks to keep me in a position of conforming with their religious beliefs, as a means to indoctrinate me to become a doormat for them to walk upon, so we no longer have a relationship. With that said, while I was hanging on by the skin of my teeth and life came at me with a knockout combo, I have no one to call.

Pre-pandemic, I was employed in the oil and gas industry and worked as a landman. As we all know that industry has changed since. I then began seeking a deeper understanding within my spirituality, which is a source of serious contention with some of my family. Being a very logical and analytical person, I had never afforded myself the opportunity to explore any artistic side, but I did so and I do love the ways in which I feel a sense of peace and fulfillment. Slowly over the last year, I now know the humility of being what is called, “a starving artist.” While waiting for my newly created art business to take root, I began Doordashing to make ends meet. Then life would seek to come along and throw some wrenches into the cogs of life and I had a slew of car repairs to make over the summer.

Due to a lack of funds, I began making the repairs to my vehicle on paydays, spending my free time turning wrenches and this went on for three months. My job at the time was hybrid, with me needing to be in the office two days a week. An Uber one way was $37, which I couldn’t spare because I needed the money for the car repairs. I experienced my first termination from employment in August. Mid September, my car was back on track and I began hitting the streets with my dog, Oskar, and we were back to Doordashing and feeding homeless people with orders that were cancelled. Even though it isn’t as glamourous as working in an office reading contracts all day, I love being able to find someone who thinks they are all alone in the world and sharing in a sense of compassion.

It was around November 11^th that I left home to Doordash in a city around two and a half hours away for a few days. I was behind on my rent and had heard from some other Dashers that it was a profitable trip for them, when they had worked there previously, so Oskar and I packed up, fed the cat and made sure she would be comfortable for a few days while we were gone. It was nice to get out of our area and see what else was going on in the world. I was driving an order to a customer, when my engine made a popping noise and flames were shooting out from under the hood. Smoke started filling the cabin of the car and Oskar started coughing. I quickly pulled into a parking lot and was mortified that my engine was on fire. Luckily, the fire department came out and was able to put the flames out, but I no longer had a car, or a way to make money, plus I was two and a half hours away from my home. I have mainly worked remotely since 2016, so when I moved to this state in 2018, I haven’t been able to meet very many people I can call friends.

Oskar and I lived in the shell of the car for around three weeks, in a church parking lot. It wasn’t until the end of the second week that one lady from the church came to check on us, but I was thankful that they left us in peace while I tried to figure out what to do. This was over the Thanksgiving holiday as well. I haven’t spoken to my father since Father’s day, but he called me the day after Thanksgiving and I told him about my car catching on fire and that I was homeless. His response was, “oh wow. Ok kid, well, it was nice talking to ya.” I knew that would be the response from anyone that I should be able to rely upon. I then received the emails that I was being evicted from my apartment. Trying not to think of all of my things that I wouldn’t see again, the pictures of my life that hold the good times were gone, but I was also certain my cat died and I didn’t know if I should just look for a job and try to pick up and start again or not.

In an effort to get through, I have to put my emotions on the back burner because you have to get to it to get through it. I had reached out to a lady that I had met that seemed friendly and helpful to see if she could find the time to talk with me and to see if she could help me figure out how to get a shower because I hadn’t had one in over two weeks by that point. I was treated like I was pariah and she mentioned that she didn’t want her daughter to catch a disease because her daughter had a weak immune system. Sometimes, when I am able to talk to someone, I can figure out the answers I need, when they just listen. It seems most people are only concerned with themselves or seek to interrupt this process by telling me how I should feel or telling me how I should act or react. This is probably why I am quite and keep to myself. Live and let live they say and I agree, which is why I have a dog to talk to I guess.

I was finally able to find someone that I had known around three years back. Even though we hadn’t spoken in years, they came to get me and took me to a friend’s house where I am now a resident on the couch. Being homeless is a very humbling experience. Instead of hating and being filled with disdain at how ugly humans can be, I have chosen to love them harder because forgiveness is for me, so I can move past it and it isn’t for them. Forgiveness is something they need to do for themselves. I think about all the times I was hard hearted and I am thankful for the experience to instill in me a greater sense of compassion and a new found appreciation for hot water and a couch cushion. I also have a greater understanding of who I am and that love, compassion and gratitude truly are the strongest of all emotions that can see a person through anything life throws.

Now, that it has been a month since I left my house and I have lost everything that I own, I can finally let the emotions go a bit. Knowing that my cat is gone is the worst. Knowing that I wasn’t there to comfort her for all the times she had been there for me will probably tear me up for a long time to come. That has been devastating, which is the only word I can think to use to even come close to describing how horrific it feels. I also know I cannot finance a vehicle, because my credit has also tanked since 2020, right along with my income and upon calling some dealerships, they don’t finance Doordashers. After spending countless hours over the last week, the only people seeking to hire me are ones that want contract labor for 100% commission, which isn’t assisting me with being able to attempt to get my belongings back from the company that owns the apartments I have been evicted from, nor obtaining a vehicle, so I can pay my phone bill. Plus, it is going to be damn near impossible to rent again in this state with an eviction tied to my name, so it looks like I need to find a different state to call home.

I haven’t found it within myself to panhandle yet, as I do believe that one should be of service. However, it also feels that this is panhandling with technology and I don’t know what I can do to be of service to you for any monetary compassion you may extend toward my debacle, but I can only hope that I could be of service in one method or another. With that, I think I will bring this to a close. Thank you for reading this portion of my healing process, but it has been very painful to share, but letting it out does help a bit. Thank you again.

https://www.paypal.com/donate/?hosted_button_id=KXRZUB94JW2TS

Cashapp: $plutonian1111

 

 

 

 

Hello,

To anyone reading this I want to express my gratitude that you took the time to read my request. In May of this year I had to undergo a surgery that took me out for a few weeks. I was unable to work and I had no sick time or PTO to use. The rent and bills spiraled out of control and I am now facing eviction and repossession of my car. I used all of my savings to try and get myself back on track. I am requesting $10,000 dollars to pay all of my debts and to at least recover some of my life savings to have in the bank as I currently only have $0.63 to last me two weeks. My PayPal link is

https://www.paypal.com/paypalme/ksolivan29

And my CashApp is $ksoli29

Again, thank you for even taking the time to read my sob story, any little bit helps.

 

 

 

We may never fully understand the significance and meaning of the twists and turns of life – why this or that happens – and it’s ultimate significance in the grand scheme of things. My dear friend, Norman, and I were in an accident with a motorcyclist last May. We believe that the motorcyclist was having a health crisis when he struck our vehicle, but the district attorney seems to believe that it was Norman’s fault. He has been lodged in jail since October and is awaiting trial next February.

Norman has had a rough go of things even from the womb. The doctor who performed the amniocentesis accidentally punctured his skull with a needle, and he was born with a big goose egg on his head that lasted until he was 10 years old. Kids can be so cruel. Depite everything, Norman is one of the kindest men that I have ever known. When both of my parents went on hospice, it was Norman who was at their side until I could be there for them. My parents loved Norman, and they made me promise that I would look after him for the rest of my life. I intend to keep my promise.

I am selling T-shirts that say, “We Love Norman” to raise money for his bail, but the T-shirts that say, Let’s All Go To Vegas And Spend Norman’s Bail Money” are the ones that are selling the most.

10 Grand is a lot to come up with in a short amount of time. My most sincere wish, is that Norman be home for Christmas. This is strange for me, because I am usually the one doing the giving and not the receiving. Years ago, I had a friend who used to help me give away seedlings at my local farmers market, and he was always broke, so I used to help him out with a 10 or a 20 here and there. I never really thought much of it. Then one day he called me up and told me that he just sent me $250 to pay me back for all those times I had helped him. I was in tears. I do not give because I expect to receive. I do not ask because I expect to receive. But I refuse to let go of Hope – for it is the Hope of many, that sustains our imperfect world.

Cash App = $JRYasha

Hello! I am desperately in need of at least $1 million to pay off my college debt, buy a car, and move out of my parents’ home. I do currently have a job that I make $12 an hour from but I don’t receive many hours and I have to pay for ride share from work and back and the area I live is very expensive to travel back and forth every day using Uber. I also feel like a burden to my parents (I’m 19 years old and living with them because I have epileptic seizures so not a lot of jobs want me and my medication is getting expensive as well and I feel bad having them pay for it). Please I am begging anyone for assistance. Thank you so much.

Greetings,

First I am the founder of Victory In Christ Soul Care Ministry and the facilitator of Victory Over Trauma, an 8-week class offered to victims of childhood and other traumatic experiences. We are nearing graduation for our third class session and are expecting 76 graduates 29 of which are graduating with perfect attendance. These graduates are from various places From California to Texas. Graduation Ceremonies are currently scheduled to take place in three churches. The growth of this class has been explosive, and we are only expecting it to grow from here.

Many of the graduates have not only overcome childhood trauma but also drug addiction, domestic violence, homelessness, etc. However, as they have made strides to improve their lives, some have graduated from recovery homes, moved into their own homes, gained reliable transportation, and obtained family reunification. Some have gone back to school. Some have started their own business. This class has been only 1 aspect of their journey to recovery and healing.

I am proud of their accomplishments, and I want their graduation to be as special as they are.  So, to make this graduation ceremony truly special, we are planning to provide each graduate with a gift basket. These gift baskets will include personalized items, therapeutic resources, and practical tools to assist them as they progress toward further healing and personal growth. Additionally, I would like to be able to provide each of the graduates with perfect attendance and a graduation stole and cord.

This Victory Over Trauma class is offered 100 free. Therefore, there is no budget for the things I would like to provide for the graduates. This is the reason I am coming here and asking that you prayerfully consider partnering with me in this request. I am projecting the cost to be approximately $100.00 per graduate. I know that is a lot of money, but whatever the Lord puts in your heart will be put to good use and I would love to provide you with pictures and the opportunity to view the graduations online so that you can see where your money has gone.

You can donate to this cause by PayPal at https://paypal.me/smithsparktacular?country.x=US&locale.x=en_US

You can CashApp me at $CoachKriz