I am asking for help for my family because an accident my husband had seven ago. He had a business doing roof work and he backed into a skylight. He fell 25ft to the concrete and landed on his head. The doctors did not give us much hope that he would survive but the Lord had other plans! We have had a hard road to this point, but we are so blessed he is still here with us today. He has been left with a blind eye and one ear deaf with the other ear 50% hearing loss. The biggest challenge has been the anxiety and depression. So back up to the accident, he lost his business, his eyesight, hearing, home, best friends and a ministry he had. The loss of everything has caused the anxiety and depression as you can imagine. His desire is to start another business in the construction field again but this time on the ground instead of roofing. He has found a concrete flooring business he would like to do but the cost of the machines to do the work is something we cannot afford to purchase. The cost for the equipment is 16,000.00.  He is needing a second chance in this life, and I believe this would help his depression to be able to have a business again where he can provide for his family.  We have 3 children and 2 grandchildren. We have been married 37 years. My children are having a very hard time watching their father in such a depressing state. He has said many times he wished the Lord had taken him on that day and it’s so heartbreaking to hear those words come out of his mouth. I have always been a stay-at-home mom raising our kids. I have had no work experience or college so me finding much of anything to help out has been difficult. We are just asking for help to buy this equipment if that would be something you could afford to help with. Aso would love to have your prayers for our family. My middle son was also with his dad when he fell and has had pretty bad ptsd from what he witnessed with this accident. If you could pray for him as well. I want to thank you for your consideration, and I also want you to know that we have been givers throughout our whole marriage. We love to give and will be paying it forward as soon as we are able.  Many blessings to you all

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Good day to whomever wants to help me,  I am a 52 year old female and I was married for 22 years and my so called husband, which has been physical, mentally, and verbally abusive for the past few years. I have been trying to get away from him but he stalking me, even at work. One day over a year now while I’m at work he packed up everything, I mean everything, changed the locks on house and disappeared, left me with the clothes on my back and my purse. I’ve tried to get help through the system but if there isn’t any children they refuse to help you. I’ve lost my job and I can’t get ahead for nothing. I’m sorry to have to ask this of you, HELP!!! I Thank You BLESSED BE 🙏

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Hi, thanks for reading. I am seeking donations to help with large debt that has accumulated over several years due to many reasons. Making minimum payments leaves me with nothing every month, many months less than that. It’s a cycle I cannot get out of. I went from having excellent credit to poor credit pretty quickly and cannot qualify for a loan.

I will add some issues that have contributed to this problem below.

My dog of 12 years passed away a year ago after months of expensive treatments. I have adopted another dog, who was diagnosed with an incurable eye disease. The visits to see these specialists are very costly and surgery is recommended.

I was in an abusive relationship. He put me in a bad space emotionally, physically, and financially.

I work full time and even overtime, but I do not make much, despite having a college degree. I have some serious health conditions that cause me to miss work and even though I work for a healthcare facility, they do not pay when I’m out of work. Not even the 3 times I contracted COVID from work. I missed weeks of pay just from that and I have a lot of medical bills of my own.

Everything is more expensive these days, as you all know. I have a medical condition in which I have some strict dietary restrictions. Those groceries are even more expensive. I am in a bad place and tried to just eat ramen because that’s more economical, but I got very sick from doing so. I am getting by with one meal/snack per day but I don’t even have the available funds for that at the moment.

I have a car, but I cannot afford the necessary repairs to be safe, or much less on the road. I have missed work due to not having gas money. I need to work to make money but I can’t even get there sometimes. There is no public transportation where I live.

I do not have family and I don’t know where else to turn. Daily expenses are too much, and especially when there is an emergency situation, I have no other options.

I have fallen into a deep depression and I can’t see the end (I am on antidepressants). I am riddled with anxiety. It is a constant fight to function in any capacity.

I spoke with a debt consolidation company yesterday, and hope it will help. There are definite downsides, and it won’t be a cure all. I have also been selling household items and saving in every way I can think of. I do not live extravagantly by any means. It’s been years since I’ve spent money on anything unnecessary, entertainment or socializing.

Thank you for reading and I any bit helps. Even if it’s advice or good vibes and prayers sent my way.

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You think you know a person until you find out you, You don’t know them at all! I am 51 and suddenly single, after 23 years of marriage 2 children 3 affairs , he left I Sadly suffer from PTSD. My so called friends robbed me , my mom got cancer I loaned my car to a friend in need who totaled it , my ex stole the insurance money I have no money, car or hope.

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I always knew life could be unfair. And I always understood that sometimes bad things happen to good people. But at the same time, I truly believed in my heart that if you put God first, tried your best to be a good person, and worked hard that things would generally be ok. Be strong and persevere through the tough times because they too will eventually pass. I was wrong….

Or at least that’s what it’s starting to look like. This is my last ditch effort that I’m making to hopefully prevent what’s about to happen from happening. Because if it happens, my life is over. I will have no reason to live. And no… I’m not suggesting I would ever harm myself. But I would basically just be waiting to die. I will never again experience joy or love or peace of mind. And it’s not fair. It’s not right. Someone please help me.

If there were any kind of alternative to what I’m doing here, I would try it. But I’ve already tried everything. Sometimes I can’t even believe this is real. This is like the stuff you see in movies. I guess reality can be stranger than fiction. Because this is real. It’s happening to me. To us. And I don’t know how to stop it.

I have 3 beautiful daughters. 14, 10 and 3. I met my oldest when she was 3. She was my wife’s child from a prior relationship. The bio dad wasn’t around, and I eventually adopted her. She quickly became my child. As for the other two, I raised them both since they were born. And when I say I raised them, I mean it more than most fathers could probably identify with. Because I was a stay-at-home dad.

My wife and I got together in 2011. We both worked but she always had a much better job than I did. In 2012, after our first was born, because of the drastic difference in our wages, it made more sense for her to return to work following her maternity leave. We had discussed several options. Neither of us were comfortable sending our infant to daycare. No judgement on anyone else’s choice to do this. It’s just something we weren’t comfortable with.

When they get a little older, we liked the idea because it starts to socialize kids for kindergarten but even then, it was only part-time. The cost of daycare isn’t cheap. Plus, my wife worked 50+ hours per week, and she enjoyed being able to come home and have the house cleaned, the laundry done, the beds made, the kids fed, the diapers changed, etc. Anyone who has ever held the position of homemaker knows it’s a full-time job. And I did it very well.

There were times that I questioned our decision about this. But my wife used to tell me that I was worth more to her at home then working some minimum wage job. I didn’t have any kind of career or profession like she did. I thought I was doing the right thing for my family.

But I also knew that the kids would grow up eventually. And the need for a full-time caretaker would become less and less as they got older. So during these years that I was the “house-husband,” I put myself through college. I was technically a full-time student but because I could take many of the courses from home online, I was able to juggle both things.

So the years went on. My wife continued to get raises and be even more successful at her job. And I did my thing at home. The two older girls turned out to be the most well-rounded, intelligent, talented, and beautiful children you could ever meet. I expect the same for our 3-year-old in the future. I’m not perfect by any means. But I knew I was a good dad. I could tell by the results.

We ended up buying a home. And even though we were living off of one income, we all lived pretty comfortably. My original plan was to go back to work once the two older girls got old enough to be on their own a little bit more. But right after I graduated from college, my wife expressed to me that she wanted another baby. Our youngest was born in 2019.

So even though this was quite a change of plans for me, here I was with yet another infant. I don’t regret anything having to do with my kids. The time I spent home with them was some of the greatest most fulfilling years of my entire life. I loved my kids, and they loved me. And even though I wanted to utilize my degree, when my wife decided she wanted another child, I was happy to oblige her. It’s not like we needed the money. We were doing pretty good. So why not make her happy?

We had a good marriage for a lot of years. My wife was a little controlling in some regards but hey, when you truly love someone unconditionally, you take them for what they are – both good and bad qualities. She insisted on controlling all of our finances. She paid the bills. Everything was in her name (except our house). And maybe I was being naive, but I didn’t ask questions. I mean I trusted her. She was the one earning the money so I figured it was her right to maintain that facet of our marriage.

After many good years together, in 2020, things started to fall apart. The painful details are not important. But I discovered she was being unfaithful. There was even a question as to whether our youngest was biologically mine or the product of one of her affairs. And unfortunately, it wasn’t a matter of her transgressing, getting caught, being sorrowful, and maybe us attending some counseling to keep the family together. That’s not what she wanted. She wanted to continue to do what she was doing. And she wanted me out.

But I was the stay at home parent, remember? She controlled everything. I had no money, nowhere to go, no resources, nothing. And she had no plans on helping me get on my feet or get into an apartment or something. She just expected me to leave empty-handed. After building a family and a life with her for almost 10 years, she just expected me to leave having nothing to show for it.

I refused to leave. I didn’t want to leave my girls. It’s not like I was the dad getting home at 5:00 p.m., spending a few hours with the kids, and maybe doing something on the weekends. I was with these girls morning noon and night, since they were all very small. I had such a close attachment to all of them. I suggested cohabitating under one roof, co-parenting peacefully, but no longer being together as man and wife.

That may sound crazy to some, but I didn’t want to leave and be the “every other weekend visitation” dad. That’s not who I was. I wanted to wake up in the same house as my children. And I was willing to put up with all her extramarital, extracurricular activities just to be able to do that. We tried but it didn’t last very long.

I had no desire to be with anyone else. In fact, to this very day, I still have not been with another woman intimately. My faithfulness and my honesty never really seemed to matter to my soon to be ex-wife though. It was December of 2020, not long before Christmas, when my wife decided she would get rid of me no matter what it took.

We have domestic relations laws in this country for a reason. For a lot of years, abusive husbands got away with way more than they should have because of how the laws used to be. The way they are set up now allows someone who has been beaten, or someone who is afraid for their life, to quickly go obtain a restraining order without any questions asked, and without any proof being required. The new laws were written specifically to be this way because someone who is truly trying to get out of an abusive relationship shouldn’t be hampered by the usual rules of evidence, or by a slow moving judicial system. The way the domestic laws are set up now, I’m sure it has saved many lives. The downside of the whole thing is that it leaves a person who wants to misuse the system plenty of room to do so.

I never hit or threatened my wife. And she had absolutely nothing indicating I did. She didn’t have bruises or any type of injuries. All she had was one hell of a story to tell our local family court system. Needless to say, her lies were believed, and the next thing I know state police showed up at my house and gave me about 10 minutes to gather everything that belonged to me, and put me out in the cold.

And the worst part about all of it is that temporary custody of my children was awarded to my wife, meaning if she did not want me to see my kids anymore, unless I wanted to go to jail, I could not. All I had known for 10 years was my wife and my home and my family. And now all of it was ripped away from me. I never understood what having the rug pulled out from underneath you meant. But I do now.

I’m so glad that I was able to graduate with a bachelor’s degree prior to this taking place. Don’t get me wrong, I am still struggling, because I had to start over with absolutely nothing. I work full-time as a social worker. The pay isn’t great and I barely survive. But I do survive. I live in a pretty run-down apartment, but it’s really all I can afford right now. And it wasn’t long before I started receiving divorce paperwork.

My wife has money for an expensive attorney. I cannot afford one. I tried getting help from several legal aid agencies, and all of them have a waiting list a mile long. I’m forced to represent myself and I’m not doing so well thus far  She has gone into these divorce hearings and completely lied about almost everything. She claims that her wages are much much lower than they actually are. And I know this to be true because we were together for so many years. I know what her income is. I’ve seen our federal tax return statements. But again, her lies are believed because they are coming out of the mouth of a paid attorney, and this resulted in in order for child support that is crippling me.

Believe me, I’m not bitching about having to pay child support. Of course I want to contribute to my children’s financial needs. But it has resulted in a situation where I will not be able to save for an attorney, she will continue to lie, she will continue to utilize the money and resources she lies about having, and I will never see my children again.!

She lies about her own situation, and she lies about my part in all of this. I have not seen my children in over 2 years. She has moved on to a new boyfriend. She wants to start a happy little family with him and she wants me to be a distant memory that she can soon forget. I have tried several times, asking the courts to allow me to see my children. Because of her dishonesty, and my inability to retain an attorney, I have not been successful.

If I had a lawyer, or if I knew what I was doing, I’m sure I would be entitled to a lot more than she wants to give me in the divorce. We own the house together, but by the looks of things, I’m not going to end up with anything. And I know, I know, people get screwed in divorces all the time. That’s not my issue.

She can have the house. I don’t want a thing from her. But she is asking for sole custody of the children. Between the restraining order she has, and that, I will never be able to see my kids again. And this is all based on lies that she told. I was a damn good father. I don’t deserve this. And I have learned what a narcissist truly is and what they are capable of.

Please be clear about something. Her goal is to completely take my children away from me. If I don’t retain some kind of representation, she will be successful. I don’t care about anything material that we accumulated while we were married. She can have all of it. I just want to see my children.

And I am running out of time. I am already working and earning as much money as I possibly can, but the more I make, the more they will take in child support. Child support for children I’m not even allowed to see. None of this is fair and none of this is right. I don’t deserve this. I’m not an unfit parent. There have never been any protective agency investigations on me or anything of that nature.

Her job in our small community gives her a lot of power and a lot of influence, not to mention the fact that her family is also a very important family in this area with a lot of money. I’m not even sure exactly how much I would need. I know lawyers are expensive. But whatever anyone can find in their heart to help me with I would appreciate. God bless all of you.

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Hello, my name is Yeison. I am a 20-year-old farmer who was forced to stop studying to take care of my mother, all because of the death of my father. Although we have lived in the countryside for a long time, we do not have a home, since we work on a farm in exchange for money and a place to live. The reason for requesting your help is because my 50-year-old mother is sick, as a consequence of a long life working in the fields. She has developed a problem in her hip and lungs (a consequence of cooking with firewood), for which she needs therapies and medications. To carry out the therapies we have to go from the countryside to the city for about 4 hours and stay somewhere for 1 day, this is impossible for us since we don’t have that much money, but we have managed for example I had to borrow money and sell some things we had at home. In addition, to complete the situation, they fired us from the job we had in the fields because we must be constantly traveling to the city, the bosses gave us a month and a half to vacate the country house. After that time I don’t know what we are going to do, where we are going to go live and continue with my mother’s therapies. At the hospital, the doctors told us that my mother needs to leave the field and start therapy (since we stopped all the treatment), so I would like to be able to buy her a house in the city and for the initial expenses, I need $24,000 USD, so that We can go live there and thus continue with the therapies without having to pay for a hotel, tickets and food continuously, since that is why we leave the therapies. I would like to be able to help my mother to have a better quality of life, I can work for medicines and city expenses and while my mother recovers I would like to be able to continue studying to have a better job and better pay to survive in the city. I am someone who is willing to do anything in order to improve in life, I would wholeheartedly appreciate your help to this humble peasant family to recover their mental and physical health, I am desperate, I don’t know what else to do to help my mother to buy the house in the city. I don’t want to buy him a big house, just one where we can live comfortably for a better quality of life. More than for me, for my mom, since I don’t want to abandon her because I don’t have anyone else in life. please I need help

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Hi, my name is Dan, I’m 30 years old and honestly could use help with just about everything. Prior to leaving my last job in December of 2020, I actually – for the first time in my entire life – decided to try and address my mental health issues. First by admitting to myself that I had issues, then by seeking medical help.

Despite being prescribed anti-depressant and anti-anxiety meds, though, I continued to spiral. Between working a soul-crushing job – albeit an easy one – and trying to emotionally work through my grandma’s death and yet another failed attempt to connect with someone, it felt like I couldn’t stop the bleeding. So in a last-ditch effort to try and save myself and avoid acting on my suicidal ideation, I quit.

There was no relief. In the months that followed, my condition worsened so I was referred to a psychiatrist and therapist. I continued to pile up bills I couldn’t afford because unemployment wasn’t enough. I cycled through meds every month or two as nothing seemed to work. I began having panic attacks and violent outbursts whenever I sat down to apply for jobs. I stopped taking care of myself. And I watched my bank account slowly dwindle, knowing full well that when it hit zero, I was done.

That happened on December 20th, 2021. I was so broke I couldn’t even buy all my meds so I tried to pick what I thought were the most useful ones. But I couldn’t even cover that. So I had to rummage through my pockets for spare change. After that, I went home, went to sleep for the first time in over 30 hours, then tried to overdose when I woke up. Three weeks later, I was admitted to the psychiatric ward for the first time.

Last year wasn’t much better. I had several more failed suicide attempts. There was another hospitalization. There was an overnight observation because apparently they had nowhere to send me. I received two denials for disability because my issues are all mental health related, though, that’s pending a doctor’s visit next week for my back. I had to have my scope of care expanded a couple times. And I had to rely on my family and what government assistance I could get just to get by. Still, I never stopped looking for a way out.

Then, in October, a flat tire turned into a hole in the frame of my car. Which led to us discovering it not only needed the frame to be welded but also had several other issues. For me, that was almost the last straw. I’d been kicking things around in my head, wondering if it was worth it. Wondering if it wouldn’t be better just to end it and free my family of that financial burden. But I kept going back and looking at dogs up for adoption at the local ASPCA.

At the end of October, my parents helped me bring my new bestfriend home. And while he’s helped considerably – largely due to us always being together – finances continue to remain a major stressor.

My parents make sure the dog has food and toys. They give me a place to live. They buy toiletries and necessities for the house. They cover all the bills. They cover my car payments. Basically everything they can do, they’ve done. And then some. All so I can stay focused on my mental health and working through things.

As for me, food stamps allows me to eat. I continue to take my meds. I attend therapy weekly. I see my psychiatrist monthly. I’m about to start with a peer support program. And I managed to find a disability lawyer that will take my case.

Still, I would like to be able to lighten the financial burden for my family a little. We don’t know how much my car repairs are going to cost yet. But I do know there’s only $450 and some change left on my car payment. I also know I can’t afford my insurance next month or to put gas in the tank once it’s out of the shop because the last $20 I got from Christmas are going towards dog food (the rest went towards insurance).

I’m not asking for much. Just a bit to help over the course of the next few months leading up to my disability appeal. Anything helps, and thanks for taking the time to read my story.

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Hi, guys im 19 I am the third child of 7 kids from my mother and the last of 5 from my father. My mother married my stepfather when I was 3 she took her first son and I left my other brother with our biological father. She then had 4 more children that I was responsible for my brother left to live in my aunt’s house because the pressure was too much on him I don’t blame him for leaving I just wish he had taken me with him. I had a very awful childhood I was doing laundry at the age of 9  for me and my 4 siblings and when I say laundry I mean wites colored blacks and I’m doing it with my hands too because we didn’t have a washing machine. I grew up feeling like like I don’t fit in because my stepfather had treated his children differently from he treated me and my biological father didn’t even call me, I got bullied but my stepfather’s side of the family even from my biological little sisters that I take care of while my mother worked.

I remember how we didn’t have any power so we had to get light legally so it would be off during the day and we only use it at night we had a very small house the bathroom was outside we had two rooms one for my parents and one for me and my siblings that only had one bed in it and I place where we put the table top stove and the dishes. my mother used to work and my stepfather used to go out and drink, I remember how I had to take my siblings over to the old lady that lived near us so they could get something to eat and sleep while we wait for our mother I had to stay in the dark because the old lady didn’t like me or my mother.

So I was discriminated against because of my complexion because my stepfathers side of the family had lighter skin and curlier hair I used to hate myself because of them.  And my mom wasn’t much help for me either because my step father was abusive towards her and it wasn’t discreet I had to sit and watch him hit her, I used to feel angry towards my mom because she never left him. But she said ist because she had no were else to go so idk know anymore.

all of that made me make up my mind that I will go to school and get a good education so I can take myself out of that hell, but I guess god had other plans for me cause the older I got the sicker I became and when I told my mom she said I was lying. I had irregular periods and I would feel the worst cramps even when I’m not on my period, it made me so sick I feel nauseous and dizzy no matter how I complained about it I was told that I was lying or that its because I didn’t want to something. it really affected my learning but I still tried my best even when covered came in and I had to learn from home I didn’t have a gadget and I wasn’t even one my aunt called me to stay with her until she gave birth and because she got c section and it oped back I basically had to have the baby for the first 4 months of her life it was really stress full trying to teach my self while watching a new born luckily my Foods teacher was serious about us learning she made it her point of duty to make us do face to face for her class and I am still happy that she was my teacher I pass her class.

a month after my 18th birthday I got my first job at a restaurant and my bosses where picking on me and I mean really bad I was given double shifts I had to fill in when some one didn’t feel like working, some times I work from 6 in the morning to 10 in the night and I know it doesn’t sound bade but my pay didn’t add up, and I had to be letting a lot of stuff damaging my already damaged body that I still don’t know about. anyways I left there after I was fed up with them shorting me and I got a different job in a call center, and I fainted during work and when I went to the doctor they told me was just polycystic ovary syndrome which means i have cysts on my ovary, I was given i prescription but i couldn’t fil it because i was laid off i got a different job after so long and after working there for a week i start to bleed a lot went to the doctor turned out i was pregnant and i lost the baby and that’s not all i was also told that my cycst has gotten so big it may cause ovarien cancer so i left my job because it was too much hassling on my body i was really depressed still depressed actually.

My mother asked me to leave because my 16 year old sister got a baby and they need the space for her so i was living with these people but I’m getting the sense that they want me to leave so I found a place the bathroom is still building all i need to get some electricity and a few furnitures to move there its, it snot much but its enough seeing that i lived in way worse, i feel i lil ashamed to beg but i don’t know what to do rn. If i have a stable roof over my head il feel much better. the picture i uploaded is a picture of where i am rn that place is were i  sleep and ill have to leave it soon i wanted show more photos but it wont make me.

Hi my name is Dorothy and I am a 57 year old woman who has spent the last 4 years pulling her life together after 10 years of poverty, drugs and homelessness.

I haven’t always been homeless or on drugs and without any money. As a matter of fact I graduated from high school with honors and was my class valedictorian. I went to college for a while and then I went to a nanny school and became a professional nanny.

In my early 40s I moved from California to Arizona with my mother and I took care of her for 7 years. Then very unexpectedly and out of nowhere my sister who I was extremely close to passed away from lung cancer. Then shortly after that my mother passed away.

I didn’t know it at the time but since then have been diagnosed bipolar with severe chronic depression. With their passing I fell apart, I got into drugs and eventually everything got away from me and I found myself alone and homeless on the streets of Phoenix Arizona.

It took me a very long time to overcome the loss of my sister and my mother and of course the drugs didn’t help even though I thought they were at the time. Somehow by the grace of God I found myself after many years of homelessness and chaos, in Flagstaff Arizona.

I went to the shelter in Flagstaff called Hope Cottage and for the first time in a very long time that’s exactly what I started to have, Hope. The people there were wonderful and they helped me and loved me and healed my broken soul.

Now 4 years later I am clean and sober, I have a place of my own and am finally almost back on my feet. This is why I am asking for a little help. Because of my drug use and depression and bad choice’s I ended up crashing my car over 7 years ago. I had no insurance at the time so now I owe the courts 1200.00 in fees in order to get my driver’s license back. I am also in need of a cheap little used car so I can get to work.

I have had a few jobs here and there in the last 4 years but getting around on the bus has been difficult because of my weight and age.

I have taken Peer Support Training and want to pursue training and a career in mental health. My teachers think I have what it takes to be a very good therapist. The place that I trained at had wanted to hire me after my training to work for their company but the one thing that stopped me from getting the job was that I didn’t have a car.

To some people three or four thousand dollars may not sound like a lot of money but for me it would be life-altering it would change everything!! For me it would be the final step to getting back on my feet.

My ultimate goal is to pay it forward. I want to be a peer support specialist and go back to college and get the training I need to be a therapist. I know what it’s like to be on the street, to be alone and desperate. I want to be able to help people like I was helped.

I want to make the world a better place if I can in some small way. It’s taking me a long time to pull my life back together and I’ve worked hard but this last hurdle seems to be the most daunting of them all. If you can help me even with a little bit of money towards the goal of paying off my fines and getting a car I would be forever grateful and your kindness would go to someone who wants to make the world better, who has gratitude for all that she has and just wants to pay it forward.

Let me start off by saying I have a hard time admitting when I need help, but it’s come to a point where I can’t see a way out of the hole I’m in. I’m married with two kids, my oldest is 7 and my youngest is 6 months. She wasn’t planned but I’m head over heels for her. Our financial situation is we can’t afford basic necessities. Don’t get me wrong we somehow find a way to get things paid but it come with sacrifices, like putting off groceries and just getting bead an peanut butter. Luckily our land lord is understanding of our situation but we are three months behind on rent and I’m not sure how long he’s going to wait before he just considers us a lost cause. We’ve tried to get government help on multiple occasions but we get denied every time, and I don’t feel comfortable lying to them to get what my family needs. My wife and I dropped our dental and health insurance on ourselves some time ago and to be blunt it shows.

We are drowning and need help.
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