I have nowhere else to turn!
I have always been independent, I have always had big goals and I was working towards them. After I graduated High School I went to a Community College for 2 years where I completed an Associate Degree in Hospitality and Tourism Management, major in Food and Beverage Management with Extra Credits in Sustainable Tourism after which I attended a vocational institution to study Marketing and Promotion. During which time I was an entrepreneur rearing chickens, pigs, selling baked goods and whatever products I could think of, up to that point I was never ever broke. My goal then was to open my very own restaurant and I wanted to have hands on knowledge of Food and Beverage production as well as how to market and promote my venture to customers and investors. However during my second module at school my father who was working overseas at the time said that he wanted the family to be together and so I deferred from school and he arranged for the care of my animals, equipment, the family home and everything in it. All of this I accomplished at 17! When my mom and I got there we had a work permit but no real job, I worked very hard when I had the opportunity to but wasn’t paid, that was the beginning of life in a third world foreign country. I begun looking for work elsewhere and got a job at a supermarket, on my interview I was told that although I am over qualified for the post I would be starting on basic salary $7.70 per hour working 45 hours a week. My job required heavy lifting, pushing and pulling, cutting, labelling. These were all things I used to pay people to do for me. Not long after I sustained an injury at work, I cut my finger very badly, I had to be rushed to the hospital where I got 7 stitches. Not long after that I developed Bursitis from the constant lifting. I was unable to work for sometime and although the company policy states that I should be compensated for monies spent as a result of the injuries that never happened. Needless to say as a foreigner the government department in charge of labor did nothing but report everything I tried to enquire of back to my employers. I tried to ask my supervisor and the HR manager for a transfer to a department that is less strenuous but they told me that “every department is as strenuous”. Things got worse, the department bully threatened me and I tried to report it to the authorities but my attempts were thwarted by the security guard, instead he sent me to the HR Manager and I was transferred effective immediately to another department. I later found out that I was bullied by this girl because she was told about how I aced the entrance tests and about my educational background by her sister that had sat in on my interview which I did know that they were related let alone that she felt threatened by me. My problems continued to worsen, while trying to retrieve an item from the top shelf I suffered a subluxation and was unable to work for quite some time, I had to pay for treatments and other things including physical therapy out of pocket as I ran out of insurance and was told by the HR Manager that “You kept referring this as an ‘injury at work’ and I got the opinion that you were somewhat blaming the company. This was merely an accident…you subsequently tried to reach for an item and your arm partly dislocated itself. This was an accident, and not an instruction that was given to you directly.” Even though my doctor report stated that my subluxation was inevitable and resulted from the bursitis that I had developed I had to foot the bill and had to return to work and I was issued a warning for excessive sickness and they threatened to fire me. As a result my query only led to more problems and I was constantly picked on. Things at home started to change, my dad’s behavior changed drastically, he began to accuse my mom of having an affair, he tried to get her fired and wanted her to be deported, whenever I tried to have a say in the matter I was verbally abused and he threatened me with physical violence, none of this made any sense to me and as a result I fell ill at work on several occasions and was diagnosed with Clinical Depression. To mask my pain I begun wearing makeup and became very good at it against my fathers wishes. Things at work kept getting worse and things at home kept getting worse, in my attempts to avoid the expletives, arguments and verbal abuse, I did not use the kitchen or Bathroom facilities while he was there which meant days without a home cooked meal, or standing under the shower. I would catch large containers of water whenever he was out and would use a bucket as the toilet, I would empty it when he left and I used to brush my teeth when I got to work. Things at home kept getting worse, the things we left back home are all gone, his friends stole them, my animals were given to his brother, all my equipment gone! He threatened to kill us, I had to call the police and we were urged to leave for our safety, we secretly found an apartment for rent and I used my savings accounts to pay our deposit and rent for the apartment we found and I closed another savings account and paid my dads rent and all his bills. After we left he did not stop, he stalked us, punctured our car tires, spread lies and rumors about my mom and me, my relatives do not talk to my mom and me, he told those same lies to our religious community and they believed him as well. My mom and I were trying our best to pay our rent, our bills, and feed ourselves barely living from pay cheque to pay cheque. In the end after 4 1/2 years my work permit was not renewed and my position was terminated in 2022. After which I acquired employment with a popular fast food chain which lasted a few months as I spoke out about improper food handling among other issues. We had to get a restraining order against my dad, my part of the restraining order only lasts for one year which expired in August of this year during which he tried to run me off the road with a truck while I was on my way to work. I could not work in an environment where I was seeing people drop bread and still serve it to customers, fake temperatures to avoid paying for equipment repairs, serve customers 4 day old vegetables that they washed the slime off of and so much more very very wrong things and not speak about them, In the end my position was terminated last month and I was told that I am not the right fit. We recently found out that my dads behavior towards us was all because he was having an affair with a woman who promised him citizenship through marriage and so that is why he mistreated and abandoned his wife and only child. Now some people who once ignored us have started to come around, others have apologized but the damage has already been done, I am still depressed, we do not have a home to return to in our home country as he threatened to kill us, I have serious abandonment and trust issues, I am very stressed, I am in therapy as a resullt of the depression and feeling hopeless. I am now unemployed with unpaid hospital bills, with many plans and dreams on hold not because I did not try but because I trusted and believed in the person that is supposed to protect and keep me safe but was betrayed. I do not have a home to return to or anything back home at all, he now controls everything back home with his friends. I am now 24 years old, I am a good person, I am honest and I have a good heart. I would love to leave this country, I would love to get the opportunity to see the world, I have never had a real vacation, I have never stayed in a hotel, I would like to experience that, I would like to open my restaurant, I would love to continue my education starting with a Bachelors in Human Resource Management because of how poorly I have been treated and disadvantaged in the workplace and then a Masters in Business, I would love to own a functional vehicle, I would love to own my very own house. I would love to live in the United States of America it was and will always be my oldest dream, I am afraid of ‘Love, of people trying to get close to me, I don’t know who to trust’ I would love to have a healthy relationship, I would like to be happy, to be mentally and emotionally stable, financially secure and spiritually healthy. I have never asked for help, I have never begged in my life, but right now my mom and I are literally in a box in a foreign country with nowhere to turn and continuously being disadvantaged. I want to close this chapter of my life, I want to pick up where I left off with my goals. I want to make something of my life, I do not want to be just another statistic. I promised the officer that took my statement that I would not repeat some of these things but I need help. Please, please, please help me, I will put your contributions to good use and I will continue to be the genuine soul that I am. Please help us.

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I humbly reach out to you today with a sincere plea for your support. Life has presented me with numerous challenges, and among them, my means of transportation has become a burden. Every day, I find myself struggling to commute to work, fulfill family responsibilities, and access essential services. The dream of owning a reliable vehicle, one that can provide stability and freedom, feels like an unattainable luxury.

With your generous contributions, you have the power to transform my life and grant me the gift of mobility. A new car would not only be a means of transportation but a symbol of hope, a key to a brighter future. It would enable me to secure employment opportunities, reach educational pursuits, and provide for my loved ones with greater ease and efficiency.

Your donation, no matter how small, will be an investment in my well-being and a testament to the kindness that exists within humanity. Together, let us create a ripple of compassion, renewing faith in the power of collective empathy. Thank you for considering my humble request and for being the beacon of light that illuminates the path to a new beginning.
Paypal: @naveyadiamond

I am a 100% disabled veteran and am trying to rebuild from two failed marriages and becoming unable to work. Once i became fully disabled and was unable to work my income was cut hy 2/3rd causing my 2nd wife to leave a year after being married and two months after being unable to work. I lost my house and went into a deep depression that caused me to lose most everything i had. Now that i am medicaded i am under a ton of debit which has killed my credit score. That coupled with a fix income makes it very hard to rebuild. Thank you in asvance to anyone that can help. My cash app is $nervousmatt and paypal is @mjcntexas.

Good morning single father with my 3 children wife passed away in September 10th 2019 Johnson City Medical Center I moved down here the week of Thanksgiving in 2019 and managed to get a job that week and after my car broke down I had bought another car a couple weeks later my newer car engine went out so for the last few months I been without a car and unable to work and we have no public transportation where I live and one of my children needs to see her specialist in Pensacola FL in a single father don’t get food stamps or nothing I was a pre med student at Roan State was 3 classes from graduating to medical school I had hit accepted into UK, ETSU and Tusculum but my wife had became terminally ill so I took our brand new cars  back to the dealership we was financing to build our credit and I went from a 680 down to I have no idea but I have applied for every single loan online and off had no luck which is due to my credit in which I been trying to rebuild but it’s complicated when the only family I had besides my children is deceased which was my wife I was a foster child so there’s no one I can actually reach out to been on my own since 17 and worked hard for every penny I was raised with good morals and I was always taught to work hard and give 100 percent in everything I do which I always did I use to work 7 days a week when I first name down and worked 6 jobs including security but that was taking away from my family so when covid hit my children and u was living in a hotel I cleaned out my savings it was great to have time with my children but financially it was a disaster I never got a stimulus or unemployment and the hotel still made me pay for my room and they still jacked the prices up even though the whole world was pretty much shut I went straight back to work after covid only working 3 jobs but right now I’m at the end of my ropes I found out about this site I hate asking people for anything but was blessed to find out about this site so hopefully it will be a blessing for my children and I but I can’t get no loans my even a car loan I even tried to finance an engine so I could get back to work and provide for my family in currently 3 months behind on rent as of today and I can’t afford to even take my children to a hotel if I needed to or a way to get there I pay 1650a month or so comes up to 2000 that’s not even including food and gas well gas not an issue due to the fact I don’t have a car and I been through the struggle and I always swore I’d be a better parent the whoever my parents are and I never had none of my children taken and do everything I can do to prevent that from happening and I never want any of my children to ever have to experience that madness being mistreated, lied on even starved and I still remember when I shared that history with my wife she was really quiet and I turned my head while we was laying in bed she had tears pouring down her eyes and I wiped them away and asked her why was she crying, she said o don’t understand how you such a good person after everything that happened to me and what j been through and I told her I couldn’t allow them people to mold me into a terrible person and me walking around hating the world or feeling sorry for myself it only helped me build character and made me a str and better person for my children even being in here asking for help is hurting my pride but it’s for my children and I must continue to strive for greatness and hopefully lead by example and hopefully I can continue to raise my children with good morals and life lessons but thank you all out there whoever is able to help I greatly appreciate it 🙏 have a blessed day.

Hello everyone. My name is Brittney.  Over the course of 7 years I’ve proudly lost Over 200 pounds. I’ve been able to maintain my weight loss. Unfortunately I’m riddled with pounds of loose skin on my legs which prohibits me from doing a lot of things. Due to the excessive crepy skin rubbing I have painful blisters and discoloration.  I’ve tried getting funded through medicaid several times but they will not cover the removal of the loose skin. Which left me very devastated. I’ve always been the giver in my life and don’t mind lending a helping hand. Unfortunately I never thought I’d be asking for this kind of assistance. I’m quite desperate.  Just want to be able to exist without wrapping my legs everyday. Thank you for listening. 

Cashapp $BaddieBreeka89

PayPal @Ambassador4Christ198

To whom ever decides to read my story,

As an introduction to my reason for stooping to the level of asking, or in this case, I suppose I should use the word ‘begging’ for help, first off I want to say thank you for taking the time to read my story. I will do my best to keep it straight to the point and give my word to hold integrity throughout this whole letter.
A little about myself, in order to provide a background of who is behind  these words. My name is Alesha, I would prefer to keep anonymous for personal reasons, however its asked
I provide my PayPal at the end of this request letter. So, Who am I? I am a mother of 2 awesome children, ages 11 and 4, going on 17… both of them. It’s a joke, however, seems to be that way most of the time. I swear kids just keep getting smarter and smarter. This is a wonderful thing, except when your four year old starts to question the made up story I’ve been telling, about where Daddy is.  “ Daddy was sent on a long mission by his job, where he helps provide firewood for the people who can not afford it, and delivers it to make sure everyone stays warm.” Sure, it sounds like a silly story, but you try telling a precious, and innocent little girl that her Daddy, who is also innocent- yet in a different manner, is in Prison. “ Doesn’t he work near Santa’s house? I heard he was helping him get stuff ready for Christmas, is that true ?” Said jokingly by my 11 year old boy, during a time I was answering my daughter’s questions about where her Daddy went. “ No Kason, he is not working near or with Santa.” I said while giving him the dreaded “look” that Mom’s come equip with from the start.
You see, the story I have to tell could be made into a best selling novel, and may be eventually. But unfortunately without an ending, there is no story. Until there is, I’ll hold off on writing a book. The truth is, my husband has been convicted of two felonies, Robbery and False Imprisonment. Convicted by a rigged jury, and set up by a man who holds title, and power within the police force, throughout the state, and possibly nationwide. Due to his previous work with the FBI as well as local enforcement, let’s just say he has some pull. Due to the nature of this case, and to keep myself and my children safe, I can’t say too much. So, knowing too much about the wrong person, typically isn’t something ANY of us want, but it it just so happens to be you to figure out that there may be some dirt on someone who holds precedence within this community, I suggest you keep it to yourself, unless you want to be put away, with fears of it being for good. That is what is happening with my husband, and my life. The money I had saved up as emergency money, I felt the need to get an attorney to handle the appeal. Twenty-five thousand dollars is the going rate, starting out. They needed a retainer of $10,000, which I gave them $12,000 that day, that’s all I had. Since February, when I first found the attorney, and put down the retainer, I have only been able to make one payment, of $200. They’re wanting more money, and I fully understand why, but I feel that seeing I haven’t paid more, the quality of work is bare minimum. This doesn’t do us any good and I’m afraid the money I have invested so far will be a waste, and no help will be done to set him free. However, they have filed the appeal and think that they could get one year off of a sentence which anything would be wonderful at this point. He’s already done one year in prison, and before this, he did a year in county jail for this case. Most people don’t believe me when I tell them the jury was rigged, however, when requesting the transcripts from the courthouse, they failed to provide all documentation of jury selection, or anything to do with the jury. There was a second demand sent out from our attorney  demanding the clerk produced these missing documents, and they were never produced. I don’t know about you all but if this doesn’t scream, red flag, I don’t know what would. Although these documents are missing, most people still hold their faith in our system and refuse to believe us, when we explain why we are not surprised they are missing, and that we actually expected something like this to occur.
After a year with my financial partner, one who paid a majority of the household bills, being gone, I don’t know how I’ve made it this far. I’m resourceful, and know how to make things last, and have enough street smarts instilled in me that I have tthe ability to make a dollar outta 15 cents. Although lately I’m burnt out, stressed out and feeling like I’m drowning and I don’t know what else to do. My daughter is beginning to show behavioral changes and having more fits and acting out in ways she never has, and my motherly instinct tells me it has a lot to do with her daddy being gone. Both of my kids are gifted, says the school not just me lol my son knows, and he still keeps a secret with me, but my daughter I think she’s starting to figure something out so after many audiobooks of parenting and how to handle the situation that we are in and how other families decided to handle it with their children, I’m debating on whether or not to let her know what’s really going on or do I keep going with the story of her daddy  only being gone because of his work needing him to be while continuously reiterating the fact of it, not being his choice, but an obligation, and if it was up to him, he would be here with us.
so today I write this letter, asking for help. And doing so I want to provide the words that I would only be doing this if I felt had no other option. PG&E, propane, both of them have been shut off, and I managed to get them, turned back on. However, yet again, I’m facing shut off. I have applied for every credit card known to man, and each one I was shockingly approved for have been maxed out. It sounds worse than it is I think because my allowance for each credit card is only about $200 due to my credit score which continues to go down and down down because I can’t make my monthly payments even I was laid off work and have been searching for a job while going to school. I attended university, striving for my bachelors and business. Meanwhile, doing online sales for my side work. It was enough money at one point but now that I don’t have the second income from my husband  I am hurting bad. Normally, I love the holidays and yet year number two I’m dreading them. my daughters birthday, where she’ll be five this year is five days before Christmas. Ouch, that one’s a doozy. Not like children need that many toys and gifts and I try to keep teaching my children that it’s not all about the Toys and Christmas is deeper meaning Than the superficial Santa story, which my daughter has been questioning telling me, she doesn’t believe in Santa. I’m not surprised like I said, children are being born smarter, each new batch of them, and with surveillance cameras and just the technology we have today the whole Santa story I know it’s going to go soon, but I still try to keep the imagination in the fun and the spirit of Christmas going the best I can, and so far I’ve done a great job. Any help I can get is going to be appreciated, and the money will be put into the right places where I’m lacking funds to keep our home, keep power on, and the attorney fees. I have to put my Home before the attorney fees because my children and myself with our dog and two cats cannot end up living in my car. I’m doing my best to get a job or two meanwhile juggle school in order to take care of everything, I’m supposed to be taken care of  but don’t know if I’ll be able to pull it off without some help.
Thank you so much for taking the time to read my story. I really do appreciate it and if anybody is able to help me out, I’ll be forever grateful.
cash tag: $makeitminellc or $moneybagzfromrags (which is my husbands account I made
For him, seeing he worked his way out of homelessness to provide a life for me and our kids, before he got wrongfully accused and sent to prison) I am his power of
Attorney and am legally allowed to have control of his financial institutions, as well as most everything else.

My PayPal
Me is www.PayPal.me/AndersonAlesha

My name is Suzanne. I’m 33 with a good job, but sometimes…life happens….

In October 2021, I moved into my house and finally escaped a financially and emotionally abusive situation.

 

I had lost most of my emergency fund to make sure we didn’t lose our housing altogether my ex chose to leave their job and not look for a replacement. They felt entitled to my income, despite us breaking up.

This home has been a sanctuary from my ex, but it has also financially cost me.

 

Since moving in, I have invested roughly 25k+ in emergency repairs: my foundation wall had moved about 3.5″ (13k), I needed emergency plumbing to move the gas line away from the wall (2k),  my water line broke in my front yard (3k), my electric box fried some electronics and I was told it was a fire hazard (5k), my sewer line backed up and flooded my basement floors so I had to have it all ripped up and replaced (2k, thanks to insurance)

 

I’m struggling with this debt. I want to create a room in our basement ao we can generate rental income and start to make headway on this debt and to build our lives.

I’ve been sleeping there myself with my partner, and I’m ok not having a wall or a proper fire exit, but it’s not safe for my health to stay in the basement and rent the upstairs room.

I have severe asthma that has been getting worse. Although my partner sleeps fine, I’m waking up almost nightly and coughing to the point of vomiting. Even with my air purifier, I can’t stay there.

Since my partner is fine, I know it’s just my hypersensitive lungs and it would be otherwise OK to rent out.

But to do that…I legally have to change the window to an egress, and i need to have a wall put up with a door to make it an official.

 

If we can rent out a room in the basement, we can start to generate some rental income to get our finances turned around. However, I’m still fighting the credit card debt from everything else, and I’m scared to take on more.

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

Hello, I am reaching out in hopes of loosening the grip poverty has on me and my family’s life. I am 38, recently married, around $45k in debt due to the pandemic and work issues the last few years. Our goal is to save to get out of debt and then eventually buy our home. Unfortunately, it has very much been 1 step forward 2 steps back.  I know that money is tight everywhere, and there are a lot of people who are worse off than I am, however I am hoping to use this help to eventually help others when I am able. Thank you for taking the time to read this and consider our situation.

 

https://paypal.me/hardtimes37

 

Hey there,

I’ll try and make this short and sweet but I’m in a pickle right now in life and just here to maybe seek some help.

I unexpectedly lost my job in August and have been searching for a new one since with no luck. I am receiving unemployment but that no where near meets what I need to make ends meet.

I have just enough for bills but no money for groceries or to pay for my dogs vet bills coming up. I am also $10,000 in debt and would love to pay that off to feel more at ease. This economy is hard to try and get somewhere so I’m just hoping there is someone out there who can help❤️

Paypal: @amberfriederick17

James A Johnson tried to buy a vehicle January 6th 2021 grayeppson Hyundai dealership Cleveland Tennessee. got approved for the vehicle which was a 2020 Hyundai Accent.I never got to test drive the vehicle never did pick the vehicle. The dealership said that’s all I got  approved for, is what they say .I had to put all my personal information into Jared personal email account that had all my banking information about me on it. which was illegal you can’t do that. they paid the insurance for the vehicle for me to leave that day. I agree to all the terms that we came to on the contracts. my price started out at $16,000.00 loan went to $20, 000 regional finance charge of another $20,000 to finance the car. 5 Weeks Later Regional Finance was pissed .because I quit my job to doordash.so  they said the company was no longer going to honor the contract .and sent it back to the dealership.  so the dealership kept calling me asking me to bring the car back .they was harassing me a lot I told him we was up on the contract. and all they need to do is take my money for my payment .they said they want the car not a payment .and they was not going to issue out or drive out tag anymore to me .so we quit communicating. three months later they charged me with death the property first degree for a car. Theft  over 20,000. as of this day I’m going to court still I’ve been going to court ever since January 6th of 2021. I go to trial for this charge October 11th 2023. that’s why I’m asking for the funds. because I can’t afford $20,000 for a lawyer  every lawyer is charging me $20,000 because of what I’m charged with. first degree theft.Cashapp $Bargain4u2. Thanks prayers needed also.