If your looking to give a little magic to a family of 4 this year then continue reading. This year opened a chapter in our lives we did not expect. We say we like surprises, only find out the surprises we don’t like we call problems. Surprise indeed was the theme for this year. One failed company project coupled with the company my wife was working for dissolving overnight, and the promised severance evaporating with the disappearance of all the top executives in a blink of an eye. Those moments were rough, going through our savings and maxing out our credit cards to get by. Despite the fear, uncertainty and doubt, I am grateful for the experience. I received the strength from my wife and children to be patient while we waited for the sun to rise on our darkest moments. Despite what’s happened I want to end this chapter of our lives on a high. There is much to be done but the darker moments are behind us. I want my family to know that things are always working out for the better. I want my family to know that surprises like these are a sign of greater things to come. To give back a little bit of magic to a family of 4, donate here,

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To Whom It May Concern:

I need extra money this year for christmas and a few bills.

I would greatly appreciate it. I am in a financial bind at the moment. I hope to get

$5,000 or whatever can be spared.

 

Thank You So Much

JoeAnna Harrell

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My name is Michael,
I have lived in Montana most of my life barring the time I spent overseas, and across the United States while in the Armed Forces. I went to school for secondary Education in Political Science and Economics. However, I did not finish my degree. I deployed to Iraq after my sophomore year of college. When I returned there were plenty of great paying job opportunities. I worked for two Fortune 500 companies, but do to issues from my deployment I did not pursue either of the careers. I will admit that I became addicted to pain killers after being diagnosed with five broken vertebrates from a sixty-pound improvised explosive device detonated under my vehicle. My crew and I are extremely fortunate. I have since turned my life around, but it cost me a retirement through the military and a few great career options with accompanying 401k’s.

I have a beautiful girlfriend and we share a boy. She has another boy from her previous relationship. I did not grow up wealthy and severely lack cultural capital for our next generation. Try as hard as we may, we cannot seem to get ahead. A couple of years ago we purchased a used vehicle that has cost us in repairs the equivalent of what we paid for it. It has been one thing after another. The home we have purchased has been a constant drain on money. Necessities that needed fixed or replacements like doors, water heater, furnace, windows, and roof. It gets extremely cold here in the winters. At times it can get as low as negative sixty degrees Fahrenheit. All this to say the repairs are absolutely necessary and not aesthetic fixes.

For the last year we have been saving one hundred dollars a week. Unfortunately, those funds were spent on new refrigerator and doors for our home. We are in desperate need of a new vehicle, and ultimately what needs to happen is some sort of reprieve from the constant and continuous spending for the aforementioned necessities. With prices continually increasing we have been unable to save for the last month. We need help. I am not blaming all of our hardships on the economy or others entities. It has just become increasingly tough with a family and responsibilities that accompany it.
I work fifty-plus hours a week. When I get home from work we get two hours of family time before bed. My girlfriend works part time as well as raises the boys. We are doing everything right, or at least we believe we are.

Rural Montana is not a bastion of wealth, but it is our home, where our families reside, and where we want to raise our boys. My family has been here since there were humans on this continent. I am proud to be a multigenerational Montanan, and proud of our Native American and immigrant heritage. My family settled and married into the local tribe. I do not benefit from the reservation, because until recently we were not federally recognized. Moreover, I have healthcare through work anyways so there is not much help available there.

I do not believe in a redistribution of wealth and that is not what I am looking for. What I am proposing is that someone invest in the future of a thirty-six year old veteran, servant of society, and father’s immediate families future and helping create cultural capital for generations to come. We have resisted getting into debt with a majority of our purchases being cash from savings. Seeing all the debt in the news we have tried to be as responsible as possible. We live three hours from the nearest city. We need a reliable vehicle that she desperately deserves. We need a savings account that will be able to provide for our children’s future. I sincerely don’t care if I am in new clothes, but I want my children to need for absolutely nothing. I do not want to worry about our credit cards that are exclusively being used on groceries getting paid. If there is anyone out there that believes in helping a real person who just wants to build a base of cultural capital we would sincerely appreciate it. Thank you for taking the time. For more information I would be more than happy to enlighten you.

 

My name is Mike. I’m a Veteran of the United States Army that discharged with PTSD. It affected me so much that I became homeless, addicted to drugs (fentanyl) to be exact. I’ve been fighting this addiction for 10yrs now and Im proud to say that I’ve got just under a year clean and I’m still moving right along. I’m asking for any donations that may go towards my Outreach business that will allow me to go out and gather resource for my struggling community, all while sharing my experience, strength and hope to the helpless and hopeless. I want to show the struggling that they took can make it out of this thing alive. I also intend to complete schooling in political science. My intentions there are to provide a very detailed and experienced look into the eyes and mind of an addict and to blow a whistle on certain programs that are being used and paid for by the working class that addicts like I was only use to get by. Never really intending to make things better. Anyways, that is a long term goal of mine. For now I just need help starting a business that will help me gain the experience that I need that is proof of my desire to help my peers. This has always been my dream, to help others. And I find joy In peer support like no other thing in life other than the relationship with my 8 year old daughter. I would love for her to also see that I made it out alive and that I was not a dead beat, and that I was there for her. Thank you for you time. God Bless

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TRUTH,What I seek is freedom. Im 42yrs, intelligent, healthy, not ugly. Im a skilled building engineer thay has experience in management. My opinion, one of the best in my field. Im also a recovered drug addict..dont run away just yet.Honesty is my forte these days, which has caused me some problems, because most people cant handle real. I am not ashamed of my past.i am quite proud of it really.you see I wasn’t learning important things the way I was living,so GOD allowed me to take a path that would ensure I learned what He wanted me to learn, I am proud of my past as now I know who I really am, and im grateful for it. I quit my job 3 months ago because a new boss of mine was treating me like a child as i was behind in safety training.
I was behind beccause i was 1 man at a 3 man site for 7 months. Boss withheld materials i needed to take care of service requests, said i couldnt have them until safety classes done. I had technically 4 months in system to complete 6 hrs of a 10hr. class.i simply told him not to treat me as a child. There are better ways to get me to do something rather than treat me as a child.he decided to curse me out in front of others.i had no choice, it was either knock him out, go to jail and lose my job or walk out.so i went home.i gave that company everything i had for 2 years I wasnt going to let that weasel with less experience than me, treat me like his bitch.job market tougher than expected. 3 months later savings gone, still no job. My credit is 705 was 300 4 years ago.there will be no xmas this year for my kids.may lose my house that i own,car etc. I seek freedom, ill work for you,invest how you direct me, i need a mentor or something to help me and/or teach me to be free.ill do whatever that is morally reasonable.i want to be able to help others. Tired of the rat race,im capable of more. Give me a shot,i wont fail you. $kfred44

Hello, my name is Skyler. I have long blonde hair and light blue eyes. I’m around 5‘,7“ and 130 pounds. I wish more than anything in the world to crab. I grew up on Anna Maria Island with my grandmother most of my life. My mother has always struggled with addiction, along with my father and being incarcerated throughout my life. I played soccer for 6 years, played the flute for 4 years, and attended the medical Academy throughout high school. I have attended some college and found it was too much at the time due to having two children. Along down the road I struggled with a physical, mental, and  emotionally abusive relationship. My father was released from prison and came back into my life, and also brought me the gift of Crabing around this time. My fathers, uncle Gary provided us everything we needed. Whether we made money or not, I was there for the passion. We would crab from sunrise to sunset bringing home anywhere from 1 crate to 7 crates. Beautiful profits and experience. My favorite memory was the crab traps being thrown back into the water and lighting up from bioluminescence before the sun came up. The best crabbing days were the cloudy days. Gary has since passed away, and we have not been able to crab. In the meantime, we spend our days building pool cages, and doing any kind of exterior construction work. We found a crazy good deal providing two boats, 350 traps, a truck, and stone crab tags. New engines on the boat. Including Crabing license. Oh for a mere $75,000. I am reaching out for my dreams. I am open arms for the favor returned with interest. My PayPal is @SkylerSculco

Greetings to the compassionate hearts out there! My name is Cassandra, and I’m reaching out with a heart full of hope and gratitude.

Life has woven a tapestry of challenges for me, and through every twist and turn, I’ve emerged resilient and positive. Widowed in 2002, I found myself facing an uphill battle, caring for my son while grappling with the loss of my husband and no life insurance. Life’s unexpected turns led to financial strains, health crises, and the need to reinvent my path. I’m now 71 and though change is difficult, I remain optimistic that the universe and its inhabitants are kind and eager to help those in need.

In 2012, a formidable blood infection threatened to overshadow my spirit, but I emerged still among the living. Luckily I was supported by military health insurance to deal with the huge mountain of medical bills. This victory, however, set me in need of several subsequent surgeries, including a heart valve replacement in 2021 post a bout with Covid, though caused by the serious infection I had endured.

Fast forward to the present, and I find myself barely managing pressing daily expenses through my small eBay business, navigating a modest Social Security income, and diligently managing debts incurred along life’s journey. My income at present is below the poverty level in the US, totaling less than $1800.00 per month to simply manage my monthly expenses. My resilience has been my guide, but I now stand at a crossroads, yearning to reunite with my son and his beautiful family in Arizona.

This is where your kindness can make a world of difference. I am reaching out to generous souls who believe in the power of family and compassion. I am seeking assistance to raise approximately $8,000.00, which will allow me to journey to Arizona for a cherished visit, I’ve not seen them for over 3 years.  This fund will not only cover the trip but also pave the way for exploring the possibility of making Arizona my new home, bringing me closer to the warmth of my only family.

Your contribution will be more than a monetary gift; it will be a gesture of love, reconnecting hearts and creating a chapter of joy in my life story. Every dollar donated is a step toward reuniting a family and turning dreams into reality.

I am grateful for your time, consideration, and any support you can provide. Let’s weave this next chapter together—a chapter of love, family, and shared moments.

Thank you for being a beacon of hope in my journey.

With heartfelt gratitude,

Cassandra~  Please donate here: paypal.me/cassandracolley1

 

Dear compassionate souls,

I humbly reach out to you today with a heavy heart, burdened by the struggles and challenges that have plagued my life as a single mother. In this vulnerable letter, I hope to convey the depth of my desperation and the profound impact your donation could have on my family’s future.

I am a single mother of five beautiful children, and my greatest desire is to provide them with a stable, loving home where they can flourish and grow without the constant specter of uncertainty. Sadly, circumstances have conspired against us, leading to a life defined by hardship and financial strain. I have never been able to accomplish much for my children, and this inability weighs heavily on my soul.

Living in constant struggle has taken its toll on our family dynamics. I see the disappointment in my children’s eyes as they witness the challenges we face daily. It breaks my heart to know that they look down on me, their mother, the one they should be able to rely on for security and stability. I fervently pray each day for a change in our circumstances, for a ray of hope to illuminate our path forward.

I understand that life is unpredictable, and we all face difficulties. However, I believe in the innate goodness of humanity and the power of collective empathy. It is with this belief that I appeal to your generosity. I implore you to extend your caring hand and help us break free from the cycle of adversity that has shackled us for far too long.

My humble request is not one of opulence or extravagance. I do not seek riches or luxury. All I yearn for is a modest home, a haven where my children can find solace and stability. A place where they can build their dreams without the constant threat of homelessness looming overhead. To have a roof over our heads, a sanctuary we can call our own, would be an immeasurable gift and a source of immeasurable relief.

Additionally, I humbly request a reliable vehicle, one that will allow me to fulfill my responsibilities as a mother without the constant worry of repossession. With reliable transportation, I can ensure my children’s needs are met. It will enable me to seek better employment opportunities, provide them with a nurturing environment, and instill in them the values of perseverance and determination.

Your generous support would not only change our lives—it would restore our faith in humanity. It would grant us the strength to rise above our circumstances and show my children that their mother, though flawed and burdened, will do everything in her power to secure their well-being.

I beseech you, kind-hearted souls, to consider the profound impact your donation could have on my family. Together, we can rewrite the narrative of our lives, replacing despair with hope, instability with security, and fear with love. With your help, we can create a future where my children can thrive and reach their full potential.

Thank you for taking the time to read my heartfelt plea. May your compassion and generosity continue to touch the lives of those in need.

With utmost gratitudue,

@all4us84

I dont know where to start. 5 years ago October 27th 2018 I got married for my last time. So I thought. Never knew life had different plans for me. After immediately leaving for Gavelston  TX as we were gifted a timeshare stay down there. Had an amazing time. Ate so much food and spent a lot of time on the Gulf Coast. Peaceful.

Upon returning, I had to leave for my 1st conference as a newly promoted District Manager of 8 Pizza Huts. I was going to drive to Kokomo, IN to pick up my buddy so we could both fly out. I left my house at 615 AM on November 8th, 2018, but never made it to my buddy.

Unfortunately I have no recollection of the accident, so the next information is solely based off police report.

A semi had backed out across a 2 lane high way around a curve at 650am before sunrise, because he “made a wrong turn”. I did not have enough time for my car to stop. My driver side front end smashed into the metal dropdown bar on the back of the semi trailer, spun and did a 360, and landed on the other side of the semi.

I had no idea what had happened as I woke up in the hospital the next day. Also missing my 1st conference. ):

Waking up to a collar around my neck and staples in my head, while not knowing what happened made me wake up very concerned. My wife then told me I was in an accident and suffered 7 spinal fractures, 3 brain bleeds, and 1 skull fracture. I apparently was lifelined from the accident site to Fort Wayne Lutheren hospital.

The first 6 month of my new District Manager position and I have no car and cant drive due to my brain bleeds. 6 months of limited at home work. This was hard because I love being out i  the field working with my team.

Multiple months of physical therapy, counceling, BUT years of wondering what actually happened as I do not remember anything.

Over the last 5 years I have had multiple PTSD episodes, depression, and physical activities that I am limited to. Unfortunately my PTSD has brought my marriage to an end as well. I coulndt bear seeing how differently I was treating my wife and kids. I had to do what was right for them.

Speeding up to today, I still dont have my precious 2016 Ford Mustang black convertable in my garage or driveway. I also have not seen accident pictures because I am scare to see what I almost died in. But that car was my baby. I worked so hard for her and she would ha e been paid off this month.

I know its just a car. A tangible item. I know my life is important too, but I need her (a Mustang) back in my life.

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Thanks for anyone that could help. I am gonna keep praying and maybe a miracle will happen one day…

 

 

 

 

 

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I’m writing to ask you for some help during these difficult times. My name is Judy, and I am 31 years old. I work full time as transportation and dispatch lead at a food warehouse in Manassas, VA I have Two little (not so little) baby boys. They are 14- and 12-years young. As a single mother it is really hard to get everything paid off on time and have extra money to save or use on my kids. My kids are at that age where they notice when times are hard, they sit there and tell me “Mommy I want to start working so we can go out”. I am hoping to get a donation of two thousand dollars, your donations will help me get some weight off my chest, pay some important bills, and take my kids to the mall to get them whatever they want and need.

You could send your donations directly to me on my PayPal which is.

http://paypal.me/JMunoz641

or on my Cash App which is,

https://cash.app/$mbz2525

 

 

Here is a link to my social media so you can verify that I am not a scam.

http://www.instagram.com/b.ze

 

I want to thank you for taking the time out of your day and reading this message,

God Bless you.

Sincerely,

Judy M.

 

 

To Whom It May Concern,

I am writing today not for myself, but for my dear friend Josh.

Josh’s journey is similar to a lot of folks who are currently experiencing financial hardship. He was laid off during the pandemic, suffered financial hardship, and has been living pay check to pay check.

What I believe makes his story unique, is the incredible amount of hard work he has put in to get back to a place of financial security, and mental stability. He has been working third shift at a warehouse for two years, where he has been promoted time and time again. His managers, co-workers, and others respect him because he is good at his job, and is patient in the way he trains and teaches others.

More than that though, Josh has been in therapy for a year with the focus being on changing his mental health and mindset.

The change in him that I have seen has been nothing short of drastic.

The friend I met a year ago was negative, and placed a lot of blame on the world around him. He was living in a prison of his own making. There was a never ending list of excuses as to why he was broke, tired, unmotivated, and unfulfilled. It was at a point where he was known by those around him for his consistent negativity. At my urging, he began weekly therapy sessions. It was difficult to say the least. Therapy forced him to look introspectively and question who he was, and what he wanted. He had to take a step back, and answer for his attitude, beliefs, and define his boundaries and accountability.

Through therapy, the transformation has been significant. He is more thoughtful, positive. Less anxious. He acknowledges what he can, and cannot control. He is mindful, and takes ownership of his thoughts, feelings, actions, finances, and mental state. In a shocking turn of events, he coached me through a stressful situation the other day, reminding me to remain positive, and only do what was within my power to control.

At my core, I believe that hard work should be rewarded. It has been rewarding, and difficult to watch my friend heal in ways I never expected that he could—yet he continues to struggle financially.

Due to the Pandemic, he has a sizable amount of debt, coupled with no savings. He manages to pay his bills month to month by the skin of his teeth.

I would like more than anything, to see him experience some semblance of reprieve.

A donation of $20,000 would give him the reprieve he so desperately needs. It would not make him a rich man, but it would give him the ability to pay off his debts, begin working a day shift, and be able rent his own place.

He is not aware that I am even creating this post, but please know that every penny will be given to him. If you have any questions or concerns about that, please do not hesitate to contact me via email: meganschmoker@gmail.com. I would be happy to discuss this more if someone is interested in helping him.

Thank you for your consideration,

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Megan