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I am faced with an impossible request I think. 3 years ago I was a strong, confident woman, 13 credit hours away from a BS in Biology with plan of going to graduate school. I was in an extremely abusive relationship with a man that I had to assist authorities in putting in prison. The same man left his daughter in my custody under the pretenses that her mother had abandoned her. I cared for her for two years as the only mother she knew before I found out that he had in fact kept her from her real mother and I had to return her to her biological mother. That same man sent people after me to attack me later and forced me to fear for my life. I still do.

I now understand that I was dealing with a psychopath.

After that man was incarcerated I tried to rebuild and began a relationship with another man who later went to prison for a charge that he accepted for someone else basically. While he was incarcerated my best friend of over 20 year died of unknown and still unexplainable causes. Once the man that I was with came home I then suffered two miscarriages.

I am told by my physicians that the constant state of being in a heightened and frightened state caused post traumatic stress disorder which led to an anxiety disorder coupled with daily panic attacks and agoraphobia.

Due to my condition I lost my job and no longer have health insurance. I am unable to drive or leave my house 90% of the time. I have been hospitalized on several occasions in an attempt to control the anxiety and depression that seem to only be getting worse. I feel over medicated but still as if nothing is working.

My physicians have suggested a residential psychatric program that would last approximately 30-45 days to assist me in in getting a handle on these conditions and assist me in regaining control of my life. However these programs are all self pay even if I did have insurance and range from 40-60,000 for the complete care in a facilty that can handle both the medical and therapeutic side of psychiatric care.

There is simply no way that I can accomplish this, but I feel as if I am slipping away and I am scared that I will never come back.

I just want my life back. To be free from these nightmares, this panic, these fears and to not live my life on medications that due nothing but make me a zombie. I had a life and a plan, I was going somewhere, and now I can't even leave my house for weeks sometimes months at a time.

My parents have basically been placed in financial ruin to assist me during this time, and they can no longer assist me. I am scared beyond words, If I don't find a way to get help, to get better, I fear for what will happen to me, how I will live, pay bills, work, be a functinal member of society.

I feel that committing to a residential program as suggested is my only option left, my only option for survival. I am desperate and scared. But I don't know how to accomplish what seems to be the only hope.

Please Help, someone please throw me a rope, I am desperate, lost in a dark pit somewhere, I can't see out, there seems to be no way out......I need a rope.....Please help.

Because I believe in the power of prayer & the kindness of my fellow man, I've decided to swallow my pride & ask for help. This is not an action I am at all familiar with but am grasping at every straw to attempt to keep a roof over my family's head. We live in a modest house that we've called home for the past 20+ years.

I am a single mother who's been truly blessed with 4, beautiful, healthy children; 3 biological & a foster son that joined our family when he was 12…..he is now 23. My kids are the reason I continue to battle through what has been the most challenging, darkest phase of my 50 years on this Earth.

In the summer of 2011, life, as my family knew it, was forever changed. My son got off the school bus & proceeded to enter a crime scene upon opening the front door of the house we call home. It was immediately clear that we were victims of a daytime home invasion and robbery. A trail of splinters led straight to my bedroom door, which had been demolished in the process of gaining entrance & access to my personal belongings. Robbers took my box of trash bags & proceeded to fill them with anything that could be sold or traded. I came home to find that they had stolen everything of value that I had worked for in my 50 years of existence & everything of value that my kids cherished as well.

It didn't happen often, but on the occasion that I had a few extra dollars to spend on myself, I found pleasure in buying nice jewelry. Through the years, I had managed to accumulate a nice collection. Also, as a child, my father & I shared an interest in coin collecting. I had managed to hold on to several interesting coins my dad & I found. Weekly, he also, gave me & my brothers our allowance of a fifty cent piece each. I had somehow managed to hold on to many of these as well. I stored my coin collection in the bottom portion of my large armoire. This area is what my family referred to as "the safe." Anything of value, particularly sentimental, was given to me to be protected in the safe. A couple good examples are my, then, 10 year old son's game ball for hitting the Championship game winning grand slam home run & my daughter's horse riding medals, show jewelry & accessories, as well as a silver handled knife & sheath…….the only personal possession my foster son owned from his childhood. I carry a tremendous amount of guilt for not doing a better job of safe guarding my family's precious & dear possessions.

In addition to the lingering guilt, the robbery also resulted in life altering psychological effects to me & my family. I continue to wonder if & when I will ever fully recover & be the secure, self confident person I was before the robbery. Immediately following the break-in, I was consumed by finding out who was responsible & ways of obtaining this information…..I could think of nothing else. After several weeks of frantic guessing & running wild goose chases, I started to realize that regaining possession of my property was less likely as each day went by. I could feel myself falling into a dark, lonely place with deep despair…..& unfortunately, I was content to be there. For the next several months, I could not work, did not eat or sleep & rarely came out of my bedroom. There was a film in my head that ran & reran the events leading up to & immediately following the robbery…..filled with the "I should've"s, "I could've"s and "what ifs." I am plagued with distrust & no longer find interest in much of anything. I was robbed of far more than just pieces of property…..they stole my trust in mankind, my desire to thrive, my faith in the world & my sanity.

I have worked as a medical school curriculum manager for 21 years. As a result of my mental decline, I was unable to work for over three months which, consequentially, made it difficult to pay all of the bills. I managed to rob Peter to pay Paul for several months & kept up with everything except for my house payment. It is now in arrears nearly $5,000.00 & I am out of resources. For the first time in my life, I am facing foreclosure. It is embarrassing & humiliating & I don't know how to tell my kids that they are likely to have no place to call home in the very near future. I feel like such a failure! Even though I've been an exemplary employee for many years, as a consequence of the self doubting & tremendous stress, I am now faced with the strong potential of losing my job due to my inability to focus & my lack of desire to face each day, As if this wasn't enough for one person to handle, I am also witnessing the daily decline of my father & my hero due to end stage Parkinson's & Alzheimer's.

I'm not sure how this begging website works but if there is someone out there that is willing to make me a loan & work out a payment arrangement, I promise not to let you down.....you will be repaid! I am working hard to battle the persisting PTSD symptoms that continue to plague me. I just worry that facing homelessness may be more than I can handle. Lord, I hand it over to You coz I come to You a broken, wounded angel. I thank you for any consideration and appreciate all prayers. May God bless you many times & in many ways for your generosity & kindness!

Because I believe in the power of prayer & the kindness of my fellow man, I've decided to swallow my pride & ask for help. This is not an action I am at all familiar with but am grasping at every straw to attempt to keep a roof over my family's head. We live in a modest house that we've called home for the past 25 years.

I am a single mother who's been truly blessed with 4, beautiful, healthy children; 3 biological & a foster son that joined our family when he was 12…..he is now 23. My kids are the reason I continue to battle through what has been the most challenging, darkest phase of my 50 years on this Earth.

In the summer of 2011, life, as my family knew it, was forever changed. My son got off the school bus & proceeded to enter a crime scene upon opening the front door of the house we call home. It was immediately clear that we were victims of a daytime home invasion and robbery. A trail of splinters led straight to my bedroom door, which had been demolished in the process of gaining entrance & access to my personal belongings. Robbers took my box of trash bags & proceeded to fill them with anything that could be sold or traded. I came home to find that they had stolen everything of value that I had worked for in my 50 years of existence & everything of value that my kids cherished as well.

It didn't happen often, but on the occasion that I had a few extra dollars to spend on myself, I found pleasure in buying nice jewelry. Through the years, I had managed to accumulate a nice collection. Also, as a child, my father & I shared an interest in coin collecting. I had managed to hold on to several interesting coins my dad & I found. Weekly, he also, gave me & my brothers our allowance of a fifty cent piece each. I had somehow managed to hold on to many of these as well. I stored my coin collection in the bottom portion of my large armoire. This area is what my family referred to as "the safe." Anything of value, particularly sentimental, was given to me to be protected in the safe. A couple good examples are my, then, 10 year old son's game ball for hitting the Championship game winning grand slam home run & my daughter's horse riding medals, show jewelry & accessories, as well as a silver handled knife & sheath…….the only personal possession my foster son owned from his childhood. I carry a tremendous amount of guilt for not doing a better job of safe guarding my family's precious & dear possessions.

In addition to the lingering guilt, the robbery also resulted in other life altering psychological effects to me & my family. I continue to wonder if & when I will ever fully recover & be the secure, self confident person I was before the robbery. Immediately following the break-in, I was consumed by finding out who was responsible & ways of obtaining this information…..I could think of nothing else. After several weeks of frantic guessing & running wild goose chases, I started to realize that regaining possession of my property was less likely as each day went by. I could feel myself falling into a dark, lonely place accompanied by deep despair…..& unfortunately, I was content to be there. For the next several months, I could not work, did not eat or sleep & rarely came out of my bedroom. There was a film in my head that ran & reran the events leading up to & immediately following the robbery…..filled with the "I should've"s, "I could've"s and "what ifs." I am plagued with distrust & no longer find interest in much of anything. I was robbed of far more than just pieces of property…..they stole my trust in mankind, my desire to thrive, my faith in the world & my sanity.

I have worked as a medical school curriculum manager for 21 years. As a result of my mental decline, I was unable to work for over three months which, consequentially, made it difficult to pay all of the bills. I managed to rob Peter to pay Paul for several months & kept up with everything except for my house payment. It is now in arrears nearly $5,000.00 & I am out of resources. For the first time in my life, I am facing foreclosure. It is embarrassing & humiliating & I don't know how to tell my kids that they are likely to have no place to call home in the very near future. I feel like such a failure! Even though I've been an exemplary employee for many years, as a consequence of the self doubting & tremendous stress, I am now faced with the strong potential of losing my job due to my inability to focus & my lack of desire to face each day. As if this wasn't enough for one person to handle, I am also witnessing the daily decline of my father & my hero due to end stage Parkinson's & Alzheimer's.

I'm not sure how this begging website works but if there is someone out there that is willing to believe in me & offer me a loan & payment arrangements, I promise not to let you down.....you will be repaid! I am working hard to battle the persisting PTSD that continues to plague me. I just worry that facing homelessness may be more than I can handle. Lord, I hand it over to You coz I come to You a broken, wounded angel. I thank you for any consideration and appreciate all prayers. May God bless you many times & in many ways for your generosity & kindness!

IM HAVING MONEY ISSUES FOR FOOD,CLOTHING AND EXTRA EXPENCES I HAVE GUARDIANSHIP OF A 9 YEAR OLD GIRL,A 7 YEAR BOY,AND 6 YEAR OLD TWIN BOYS...I AM THEIR LAST CHANCE AND ONLY CHOICE TO BE WITH A BIOLOGICAL RELATIVE...I CANT LET THEM DOWN...I WORKED VERY HARD FOR OVER 35 YEARS BUT CAN NO LONGER DO THAT DUE TO SEVERAL DISABILITIES...THE CHILDREN NEED ALL MY LOVE AND ATTENTION...PARENTS ARE IN PRISION\DRUGS THEY CANNOT BE TRUSTED EVEN FOR SUPERVISED VISITS AND PROVIDE NO FININACAL ASSISTANCE...DONT WANT TO GET RICH JUST TO BE ABLE TO FEED THEM AND PROVIDE A CLEAN DECENT HOME FOR THEM TO GROW UP IN...BREAKING THIS CYCLE OF DRUG USE AND PRISION SENTANCES....PLEASE HELP ME SAVE THE CHILDREN AND PROVIDE A BETTER WAY OF LIFE...GOD BLESS YOU...

Hello my name is Kevin, I'm asking for help for my family. I have a 2 yr old son who is not biologically mine. I've been taking care of him since day one, this baby is the light of my life, he brings me joy everyday when I come home from work to see his beautiful smile when he runs to me yelling "daddy". I love this little boy with all of my heart like he was my own. Recently from out of no where his biological father served my wife to get custody of him. Keep in mind he has never seen him nor wanted anything to do with him until now. It kills me to even think about our little baby boy leaving our home with a stranger, I love him so very much and it breaks our heart for our son. We need $2500 to retain a lawyer and fight this. we just don't have the extra money when we are already on a budget it would be a blessing if anyone could help us (even a little bit will help), Thank you.

Hello, my name is Lisa..to start out I was born with cerebral palsy and my life has been a struggle I pray everyday it will get better for me. I was adopted and never felt as if I fit in, my parents treated me different then they did to my brother (there biological son), they still do. I have no family besides my two daughters the rest acts like I'm not good enough to be in the family. I only make 1,000$ a month on my disability check this is so hard to do it all on my own I can bearly get around with out some help and I'm bearly making any money to keep up with my bills. I'm praying and praying an angel will help me out in some way or somehow. I'm thankful of course for my daughters. Please if anyone can help me out I would appreciate it more then you know !! I would help people out if I could ....

With love,
Lisa

Greetings,
I am a hard working bankrupt father to one biological daughter and three step daughters. We need 8,000 to fix our vehicles and buy clothes for the girls. I will pay the kindness forward once prosperity returns by donating to a charity.

Kind Regards,
A Fellow Man

out to destroy the world. They forced me to quit my job with false allegations and making it hell. They stold my college books ect.. They murdered my father and got away with it free. They are working in Government agencies to steal for World war 3. They made false allegations against me which are a felony charge. They have gotten away free. I was severely beaten twice, they stold all of my stuff, ruined my family life, they broke up my family, made a child into a lying criminal, and torture me daily. They get away with these crimes by saying the people imagine it. They are horrible scum. Please do not go to their garage sales. They steal from people with torture then sell their stuff at a garage sale. They want to steal my car I have to have because, they try to run me over and have ran over plus killed a man. They put toilet paper with human excrement allover the place to try to make people ill and they deserve felony charges. They are nothing but terrorists. Please protect your families they are in with Al Queda. They will beat you to a pulp. I still have not recovered from the bruises and almost broken neck plus back. Please help. They are also using poison, bugs, and biological war fare. They have gotten my ex husband addicted to narcotics. They are tricking him to commit a felony by lying. Please save the world now. They promised my ex $100,000 to do all of this. Stop them now. They are sociopathic communist losers. They said they have proof my ex had sex with them all (an orgy), that he is a slut, and much more. They are putting children with child molesters, child abusers and ect.. by taking them out of their homes on false charges to get Foster care parents money who do not spend a dime on the children. They abuse them. They are not following the law. Report and sue them. Please help. Thanks so much.

This is my loudest cry for help.. Last March my fiance and I decided to move across the country (2200 miles away) to be closer to his ill father. (He hadn't seen his dad in over 23 years) His dad and step mother took us in until we could get on our feet. I got a minimum wage paying job 1 month after living here. But here we are, 4 months later, no car, he still hasn't found work and his parents are getting ready to kick us out. We stupidly left everything we had behind in hopes to do better and be closer to the family he never knew. Well we soon discovered who those people he never knew were. His biological mother was admitted to the hospital a week age with pneumonia, then she was diagnosed with an enlarged aortic valve, and soon after, diagnosed with a blood clot on one of her lungs. We go to bed hungry almost every night because there inst always enough food served at the table at dinner. I have reduced to skipping lunch at work every day just to save a few dollars. My paycheck only covers food for this family and the rent we have to pay them. I took a $5 an hour pay drop moving out here and have nothing to show for all of this trouble except a few wrinkles. I am asking for help because I genuinely need it. I have never asked for strangers to be kind, simply because I've never been the kind of person to do anything like this. But if you could just consider lending a hand, we would be eternally in your debt. I just want to be back with OUR true family and because of the way things are, no one we know has the funds to help us get back. Thank you so much for your consideration in advance.

This is my loudest cry for help.. Last March my fiance and I decided to move across the country (2200 miles away) to be closer to his ill father. (He hadn't seen his dad in over 23 years) His dad and step mother took us in until we could get on our feet. I got a minimum wage paying job 1 month after living here. But here we are, 4 months later, no car, he still hasn't found work and his parents are getting ready to kick us out. We stupidly left everything we had behind in hopes to do better and be closer to the family he never knew. Well we soon discovered who those people he never knew were. His biological mother was admitted to the hospital a week age with pneumonia, then she was diagnosed with an enlarged aortic valve, and soon after, diagnosed with a blood clot on one of her lungs. We go to bed hungry almost every night because there inst always enough food served at the table at dinner. I have reduced to skipping lunch at work every day just to save a few dollars. My paycheck only covers food for this family and the rent we have to pay them. I took a $5 an hour pay drop moving out here and have nothing to show for all of this trouble except a few wrinkles. I am asking for help because I genuinely need it. I have never asked for strangers to be kind, simply because I've never been the kind of person to do anything like this. But if you could just consider lending a hand, we would be eternally in your debt. I just want to be back with OUR true family and because of the way things are, no one we know has the funds to help us get back. Thank you so much for your consideration in advance.

This is my loudest cry for help.. Last March my fiance and I decided to move across the country (2200 miles away) to be closer to his ill father. (He hadn't seen his dad in over 23 years) His dad and step mother took us in until we could get on our feet. I got a minimum wage paying job 1 month after living here. But here we are, 4 months later, no car, he still hasn't found work and his parents are getting ready to kick us out. We stupidly left everything we had behind in hopes to do better and be closer to the family he never knew. Well we soon discovered who those people he never knew were. His biological mother was admitted to the hospital a week age with pneumonia, then she was diagnosed with an enlarged aortic valve, and soon after, diagnosed with a blood clot on one of her lungs. We go to bed hungry almost every night because there inst always enough food served at the table at dinner. I have reduced to skipping lunch at work every day just to save a few dollars. My paycheck only covers food for this family and the rent we have to pay them. I took a $5 an hour pay drop moving out here and have nothing to show for all of this trouble except a few wrinkles. I am asking for help because I genuinely need it. I have never asked for strangers to be kind, simply because I've never been the kind of person to do anything like this. But if you could just consider lending a hand, we would be eternally in your debt. I just want to be back with OUR true family and because of the way things are, no one we know has the funds to help us get back. Thank you so much for your consideration in advance.

Hi, my name is cynthia after several bad relationships,I havr been married to the love of my life for two years this September 26. Anthony came into my life when I was at my lowest point. Men had beat me down verbally and physically to the point where i hated them and myself.My husband came into my life showed me what the meaning of true love was. with no biological kids of his own he took on the responsibility of my three children, in the four years we have been together he has been better to them than their own fathers after my last child i had my tubes tied not realizing that I would someday meet someone who would actually love me and actually want a child with me none of my children were wanted by their dads. My heart longs so much to give my husband a biological child but coming up with an extra 7000 dollars to have my surgery reversed is tough. It seems that when the money is there something comes up and the money goes to that problem. This man is so good to me and my children but I know nothing would complete our joy more than having a child made from the love we have for each other. I know how crazy this may sound but I dont know where else to turn other than to the compassionate hearts that may be out their and understand what its like to want a child and not be able to have one. We have looked into adoption, to expensive. Insurance doesn't cover the surgery so i am asking that anyone out there who is willing to help us complete our joy and our family please donate at least one dollar to help us have a baby. Donations may be sent to Baby Walls 110 Tamarack ct Beebe,AR 72012

I need help trying to get a fresh start. I realize I sould be grateful for what I have but I have lived in the same tiny house for the past 27 years. Through it I have lost my mom who raised me while living here, my biological mother, my mother-in-law, my da and my grandfather. I went through two divorces and a handful of boyfriends. One divorce was the end result of a nasty 7 year marriage to someone who would not help me with anything including our daughter. Now our daughter is a teenager and as teenagers sometimes do she hates me and is moving in with the father she has not seen for 3 and a half years. I am at my breaking point. I have 3 other children, one who is disabled and cant live in this house another day with all the baggage. I am not saying that these issues will not follow me and clearly there are people in really bad situations that are far worse than anything I am going through but to me this is the breaking point. I am desperate to find a new home but dont have enough for a down payment on a home. Please dont send nasty responses. I know people have gone through things like this and if someone can help it is more appreciated than I could ever show.

Hello, I have just recently medically retired from the Marine Corps after 13 years of faithful service. I am a mother, a wife, a daughter, a sister and a friend. However lately, with all the changes I have had to endure, I have felt invisible. I injured my back during martial arts training and didnt seek the medical attention I needed until it was too late. I had even gotten to half way of my Marine Corps Marathon training but had to stop due to numbness and tingling in the feet. Once I finally did try to get the medical attention I needed, I was told I had a somatoform disorder, which means the pain is all in my head and not in my body at all. After seeing a Navy shrink I was told I had a personality disorder and he submitted a Administrative discharge request to my Commanding Officer, I was devastated. I loved the Marine Corps and everything that came with it. I had no intentions of leaving it and only wanted to get better and seek proper care. Instead of getting the help I needed medically, I had to fight to keep my career and lively hood. After further tests, I was diagnosed with Fibromyalgia, a pinched nerve, carpal tunnel in both wrists and buldging discs. I had to be seperated medically. Depression is not even close to the word to describe what I fell into. My goal-dream was to be a Drill Instuctor, fight a good fight over seas and put in 20 years. In the blink of an eye it was all gone. Now I had to let go of my aspirations of what could have been and now try to figure out what I was good for now. A little bit about my self:I was raised in Austin, Texas by my maternal grandparents, left by my biological mother at 15 days old on Christmas Day 1975. I endured a strict upbringing and borderline abuse, much due to my grandmother’s fear of becoming my "mothers, daughter". I have never known who my father is and doubt he knows I even exist. I had been the witness and the victim of neglect and child abuse by my mother who was and is still heavily into alcohol and drugs. She had two more daughters in which I helped raise up until they were left in another state with relatives. It was then that I left to the Marine Corps at the age of 19, mostly to find myself and forget myself. During one tour in California, I was made aware that one of my sisters, 7 years my junior, was in need of my help due to abuse from the relative she was left with. An uncle who had abused her from the age of 6 until she was 12. I took emergency leave and went to get her, I already married with a newborn, and I knew I had to lend a hand and help. The abuse and trauma was too severe and the state of California took custody of her after a failed suicide attempt in her high school. I continued my military service until I received yet another call, this time for my youngest sister, 12 years my junior, was in states custody and if I could provide a stable home for her. I was now a single mother of a 4 year old and still an active duty Marine, but again, could not turn my back on the need she had. I put in the time and the effort, attending family counseling 5hours away and meeting with doctors and lawyers to get the process started to get her into a stable situation. Finally at the age of 14 she was placed with me and I was granted custody. I enrolled her in to high school and away we went onward and upward in our life. It was not close to "traditional" but we had each other and that was more than what most have. I received orders to Japan for 3 years accompanied and although I had reservations about the huge change I took it in stride. I had pleaded my case to the Marines about staying until my sister graduated in 2years but at the need of the Corps I was sent anyway. In Japan, after only being there for about 6months, my sister started to self mutilate again. With that the military sent me back to my previous base and committed her to a hospital immediately. After a 30 day stay and with support and guidance she eventually got to a place where she could receive the help she needed to heal. She graduated from high school and is now in the medical field working full time and engaged. After that chapter closed the new one with my medical mishaps in the Corps started full force. I am not one to really get or ask for help, and have been in the business of giving but I am hoping now in the oddest of places, maybe I can, with my story inspire someone to pay it forward and lend a hand. I thank any donation and appreciate any amounts. I am trying to start my own resale shop online and hope with some assistance I can get to a better place in my life as sometimes the future seems real dim. Thank you in advance and God bless.

So, I guess this is where I tell my story and list my reasons for needing assistance. This isn't so much begging as a loan request because I do intend to repay every cent to anyone who feels inclined to help.

Basically, I grew up in and out of group/foster homes because both of my parents were heroin addicts. Before I was taken away from them at age four we lived in junky squat motels where my father would boost and my mother would prostitute to support their habit. Eventually they were both arrested for crimes committed to support their habit and that's when I was made a ward of the state.

For a brief period my father got out of prison, cleaned up, and I lived with him from when I was about 8 to 11. He got me out of the foster home I was living in, met a woman at the church he started attending and got a job as a truck driver. While he was gone at work she would beat me continuing the abuse I endured previously in the foster homes I was shuffled through. It didn't take long until he started using again, and we found out that he had contracted AIDS from sharing dirty needles while he was in prison. During the time he was sick I ended up having to take care of him every day after I got home from school because my abusive stepmother was either at work or would have nothing to do with him when she wasn't. Of course, he got progressively worse and my step-mom decided she no longer wanted to support either of us, so she stuck him in a hospice. I came home from school one day and the paramedics were loading him into the back of an ambulance. For the next month she would not tell me where he was or let me contact him. At the end of that month, she left me on the doorstep of my grandmother's house (mom's mom) and was gone.

My father died about 3 weeks after that, but because my biological mother was living at my grandmother's as well we did make daily trips to see him those last weeks. A small mercy being able to spend some time with him before he died. My biological mother had gotten out of prison after my father had and had moved in with my grandmother because she was trying to get clean, but that did not last long and while we would go visit my father she would cop dope and fix up my dying father in front of me, as well as use herself. A couple weeks after my father died she split back out onto the streets leaving me in the care of my grandmother.

Needless to say with so much turmoil in my life I freaked out at this point. My grandmother couldn't handle her newly teenage grandson with so many emotional problems and kicked me out because I was so unruly. I lived on the streets, in and out of group homes until I was about 16 where finally I landed in a well run group home with staff that actually cared about the kids that lived there until I graduated high school. I re-established contact with my grandmother and mother who was once again trying to get clean. That didn't last and when she was out on the streets this time caught a lengthy prison sentence.

When I turned 18 I had to leave the group home so I stayed with friends and lived on the streets for a while again, but eventually ended moving back in with my grandmother. Not long after that she ended up being diagnosed with lung cancer. I spent the next few years nursing her, taking her back and forth to chemo and radiation treatments everyday after working the night shift as a waiter. During that time my mother got out of prison, but could no longer run the streets because now she was diagnosed with emphysema.

My grandmother did have a brief remission, but finally did succumb to her disease. After that, my mother's disease started getting progressively worse and worse. To top it all off after that she herself was also diagnosed with lung cancer. Thankfully during that time I did have some help taking care of her because I found a wonderful woman who became my fiancée. We took turns taking my mother to her chemo and radiation treatments.

Now, there is a lot more detail to this story with many more ins and outs, but that is the general outline. I guess you're probably wondering where the begging comes in and what I need it for?

Ok, here goes:

During that time my fiancée's horse riding lesson business tanked, and because of the nature of my mother's disease someone always had to be home with her because she would fall asleep sitting up and choke her self to death so someone always had to be home with her precluding at least one of us from having a regular job. We got a small stipend from the state for taking care of her in home, and she would do web design and find odd jobs off of craigslist/the internet and that's how we'd survive every month.

Unfortunately it ended up not being enough to survive or get my mother to her treatments every day. She was on medicare and the closest hospital that would accept her insurance was 40 miles each way. So, she ended up shoplifting groceries for us and got caught. I bailed her out and we took care of her case, or at least we thought we had. Cut to 2 days ago, my fiancée and I are awoken by bounty hunters stating that she missed a court date and they had to take her in. Her bail is $20,000 because now she has a failure to appear, and since my mother died about 6 months ago she's been taking care of me and has been the sole bread winner like I was when her business was tanking.

Our rent was due 3 days ago and the manager of the extended stay hotel place we live at told me we needed to be out by yesterday. I have about $10 to my name and if I don't have $600 to him in the next day or two I am sure his patience is going to run out and me, and my two dogs are going to be out on the streets, my fiancée will not have a home to come back to when she gets out of jail, and we will lose all of our stuff. If any of these details are unclear of if you have any questions about my situation please do not hesitate to ask.

If there is anyone out there that is inclined to help us in any way our gratitude would be eternal. As I said, this would be a loan. We would both work to pay you back as quickly as possible and I am not opposed to working for it now if someone has work for me to do. Also, if anyone would be inclined to help bail her out we could pay you back even more quickly. Neither of us has any family to fall back on or ask for help so this is the last thing I could think to do.

Feel free to contact me any time, and I will get back to you as soon as I can! Thank you for reading this, and considering to help. My gratitude is immense and eternal.

-Jason

God bless anyone willing to even read this, much less help me out by donating. I'm a desperate single mom who felt I had no other option but to turn to something like this, which I didn't even realize existed on the internet. I'm only praying that there will ba few kind souls out there, willing to help. I can send pictures of my 2 year old son, if you would like, request that to me and I will e-mail them to you, or pictures of us together. His father is not in his life because he is addicted to drugs, and I can't even sue him for child support because he doesn't work, so there's no way they can garnish his wages. Even if I took him to court to see if the judge could rule that he pay some child support, I know he wouldn't show up, not caring about a warrant for his arrest, because that's just the type of person he is. I'm a cashier at Lowe's and can only work part time because I can't afford to put my son in daycare and my parents babysit him when they're off work which is only nights and weekends. Even if I was working full time there, I'm sure I'd be struggling considering what I make per hour, but it's a lot worse only working part time. I'm thankful to have a job at all, but the pay I receive just doesn't cut it for all the bills I have, and the money it takes to raise a chld, with no help from his biological "dad" whatsoever. I'm not looking for sympathy, only help. Sorry to make this so long, I tend to talk too mch in times of emotional distress, but this is all very sincere. I'm even willing to give my cell phone # upon request, Any donations are greatly appreciated. God bless you!

Hi my names Jacqueline... I just turned 18 years old and had to move out of my foster home in florida because I was too old to stay. I only had $600 saved up, so I decided to move to arkansas were I had some family from one of my biological mother previous marriages... that defiantly didn't work out.. the didn't want anything to do with me. Please i don't know what to do... Ive been looking for a job, but since i'm a full-time student on a scholarship its really hard. I have no money for transportation even if i could find a job. my grandpa just lost his job and can no longer help me with the basic nessessities. I have no shampoo, no TP, "hygiene products", or food. I'm really trying to be humble and ask for some help. I promise I would help if I could as well. Thank you for your consideration and god be with you forever.

I am a single mother of 6 children, one in college and still at home, one on the way to college if possible and 4 at home from age 16 to 7. I have always lived life just fine until recently. I have a very big heart, I have never asked anyone for anything. I have two biological children of my own and custody of 2 children that I have been raising since they were small children. Now I have sole responsiblity of my two step sons after seperation from their father. When times fell hard on my life, I always had my mother to help me out and we actually lived together to keep housing prices lower for us both because we live in an expensive area. In March 2010 my Mother took terminally ill and needed 24 hour home care, I worked still but I ended up needing to take time off plus had to help pay to take care of her, which has led me to be needing to file bankruptcy. She passed away in December after a very long battle. I am currenly unable to to pay rent, all the utilities, food and clothing for my children. I work full time but it is not enough, no where near enough. I do not receive child support at this time and my local area says I make to much for assistance. My mother has left me a small amount of life insurance to cover the rent for less than a year and then I am not sure what is going to happen to me and my children. I feel horrible for asking for help, but I need it. I am trying to raise funds to be able to purchase the house that I am currently renting so that my children and I know that we are secure and stable because if I did not have a monthly rent payment or mortgage payment than I can afford the rest. My children are active, happy and healthy children that deserve the best in life. I want to do that for them even though four are not mine but I love them as they were my own. I can verify everything that I have listed here and I am just hoping maybe someone who has more money than they know what to do with would love to help out a great family who is struggling. Thanks.

My name is Jeremi. I'm a single father to a 9 year old boy...Justin... I am trying to be the parent I was never given... I teach him and I show him love... but I want to show him more than the inside of homeless shelters. Please read my story...

As a teen I partied, did drugs, and had a great time mainly because I had absent parents that didn't care what i did and no one to give me direction...I had spent time homeless as a teen and had nothing... I myself turned everything around starting the day my son was conceived because I was determined to be a good father, and by 25 I owned a few apartment buildings, I no longer partied because I had a son and I vowed that I would be the parent I never had so he can have a bright future... I was financially stable and good with money... everyone saw me moving up from nothing... I felt proud of where I had taken my life... 3 years later in the spring of one year I got injured at work by crushing my leg with a fork truck which put me out of work... That following summer while I was still healing my sons mother passed away at 23 from a heart condition... Then in the winter of that same year my most profitable apartment building burned to the ground... All of this happened in one year!!!! I could have weathered any one of these events and recovered fairly quickly but not all of that at once...I lost 90% of my income and with what I made I could not afford the credit and mortgages I had outstanding... I was getting creditor threats constantly and I was going to lose what I had left to repossession and seizure... I knew some people that made money selling drugs and I made the stupid decision to give it a try... I was panicking and it was a last resort... I figured I could get in, make enough money to get back on track, and get out quick!!... unfortunately i was not a very good drug dealer... I got caught a matter of weeks after starting... The police raided my house... my son was only 3-4 at the time and was there for the whole thing... I was devastated... I was charged with trafficking cocaine in a school zone on top of a bunch of other charges they throw in for good measure... I couldn't afford bail and sat in jail for the LONGEST 6 months of my life...and social services took my son and told me I was never going to see him again!!!.... while sitting in jail I had no hope as I was looking at 15-25 years in prison minimum and my public defender said i was definitely doing at least the minimum... my life was over and I just wanted to die... while I was in there my sister (the only one in my life that didn't give up on me)sold off what I had left to be able to afford bail and a private attorney... My private attorney was a MIRACLE WORKER!!!! LITERALLY!!!!! The court battle took FFOOOORRREEVER but at the end I got 1 year probation!!!!! That's it!!! from almost a guaranteed 15 years in prison to only 1 year probation... I cant even ask God for a lottery winning after a gift like that... it really was a miracle and to ask for more in my life would be selfish... I didnt think i was going to get to raise my son... by the time I got out of prison he would have been a man... I would have been his biological father but he would be the creation of someone else... My son is all that means anything to me in this life and to lose him would be the end of me... Even after being freed from the possible prison outcome I had lost my son to social services and they weren't going to give him back to me... they fought hard to keep him away from me...I had to fight them legally with literally every penny I had left but in the end I got full custody back... Now I have my son and I am happy and like I said I cant really ask for more because I have overcome some impossible obstacles that I can only attribute to actual miracles because there really is no other explanation... But I have nothing else... My son and I have been living in a family homeless shelter because I can not afford anything... I am unemployed due to having a chronic eye condition called Uveitis... I would still work and I still look for work but even though I didn't go to prison everything I got charged with is still on my record and when I apply for jobs I get declined for all of them because of the criminal background checks... I've been turned down by so many companies that I am losing hope... I don't want to be a failure and I want to be able to raise my son better... I cant bring him up in homeless shelters and I need to feel better about myself but I don't see any way out of this situation except asking for another miracle... and like I said asking for another miracle feels selfish so I don't even ask God for any more because what he's done for me already is more than I should have gotten... My goal is to be a landlord again... I was good at it!!! I enjoyed it!!! I tell my son all the time... if I could get my hands on one million dollars free and clear I would buy 3-4 apartment buildings with all of the money all at once and get started building my career off of the rental income... I would be right back where I was before this all started... At the current rate it will take me decades (if at all) to get back to where I was if I don't get help... there is just too much to overcome... my credit is at rock bottom... I still have debt of almost $100,000.00 and I cant afford bankruptcy fees to get rid of it... I have no hope of finding a good job due to my mistake... I have no money for continuing education and already outstanding student loans and criminal history that prevent me from obtaining any assistance... My son and I live in homeless shelters... and I have next to no income... I need help.... I want to give my son hope for a good life and I can't without the miracle I can't ask God for... If there is anyone out there that can get me right back in the game...right back to where I was...I will pay it back or even pay it forward to someone else that needs it... Just contact me any time to talk it over...qmco@hotmail.com...

If you made it this far THANK YOU FOR TAKING THE TIME TO JUST LISTEN TO MY STORY.....

My name is Jeremi. I'm a single father to a 9 year old boy...Justin... I am trying to be the parent I was never given... I teach him and I show him love... but I want to show him more than the inside of homeless shelters. Please read my story...

As a teen I partied, did drugs, and had a great time mainly because I had absent parents that didn't care what i did and no one to give me direction...I had spent time homeless as a teen and had nothing... I myself turned everything around starting the day my son was conceived because I was determined to be a good father, and by 25 I owned a few apartment buildings, I no longer partied because I had a son and I vowed that I would be the parent I never had so he can have a bright future... I was financially stable and good with money... everyone saw me moving up from nothing... I felt proud of where I had taken my life... 3 years later in the spring of one year I got injured at work by crushing my leg with a fork truck which put me out of work... That following summer while I was still healing my sons mother passed away at 23 from a heart condition... Then in the winter of that same year my most profitable apartment building burned to the ground... All of this happened in one year!!!! I could have weathered any one of these events and recovered fairly quickly but not all of that at once...I lost 90% of my income and with what I made I could not afford the credit and mortgages I had outstanding... I was getting creditor threats constantly and I was going to lose what I had left to repossession and seizure... I knew some people that made money selling drugs and I made the stupid decision to give it a try... I was panicking and it was a last resort... I figured I could get in, make enough money to get back on track, and get out quick!!... unfortunately i was not a very good drug dealer... I got caught a matter of weeks after starting... The police raided my house... my son was only 3-4 at the time and was there for the whole thing... I was devastated... I was charged with trafficking cocaine in a school zone on top of a bunch of other charges they throw in for good measure... I couldn't afford bail and sat in jail for the LONGEST 6 months of my life...and social services took my son and told me I was never going to see him again!!!.... while sitting in jail I had no hope as I was looking at 15-25 years in prison minimum and my public defender said i was definitely doing at least the minimum... my life was over and I just wanted to die... while I was in there my sister (the only one in my life that didn't give up on me)sold off what I had left to be able to afford bail and a private attorney... My private attorney was a MIRACLE WORKER!!!! LITERALLY!!!!! The court battle took FFOOOORRREEVER but at the end I got 1 year probation!!!!! That's it!!! from almost a guaranteed 15 years in prison to only 1 year probation... I cant even ask God for a lottery winning after a gift like that... it really was a miracle and to ask for more in my life would be selfish... I didnt think i was going to get to raise my son... by the time I got out of prison he would have been a man... I would have been his biological father but he would be the creation of someone else... My son is all that means anything to me in this life and to lose him would be the end of me... Even after being freed from the possible prison outcome I had lost my son to social services and they weren't going to give him back to me... they fought hard to keep him away from me...I had to fight them legally with literally every penny I had left but in the end I got full custody back... Now I have my son and I am happy and like I said I cant really ask for more because I have overcome some impossible obstacles that I can only attribute to actual miracles because there really is no other explanation... But I have nothing else... My son and I have been living in a family homeless shelter because I can not afford anything... I am unemployed due to having a chronic eye condition called Uveitis... I would still work and I still look for work but even though I didn't go to prison everything I got charged with is still on my record and when I apply for jobs I get declined for all of them because of the criminal background checks... I've been turned down by so many companies that I am losing hope... I don't want to be a failure and I want to be able to raise my son better... I cant bring him up in homeless shelters and I need to feel better about myself but I don't see any way out of this situation except asking for another miracle... and like I said asking for another miracle feels selfish so I don't even ask God for any more because what he's done for me already is more than I should have gotten... My goal is to be a landlord again... I was good at it!!! I enjoyed it!!! I tell my son all the time... if I could get my hands on one million dollars free and clear I would buy 3-4 apartment buildings with all of the money all at once and get started building my career off of the rental income... I would be right back where I was before this all started... At the current rate it will take me decades (if at all) to get back to where I was if I don't get help... there is just too much to overcome... my credit is at rock bottom... I still have debt of almost $100,000.00 and I cant afford bankruptcy fees to get rid of it... I have no hope of finding a good job due to my mistake... I have no money for continuing education and already outstanding student loans and criminal history that prevent me from obtaining any assistance... My son and I live in homeless shelters... and I have next to no income... I need help.... I want to give my son hope for a good life and I can't without the miracle I can't ask God for... If there is anyone out there that can get me right back in the game...right back to where I was...I will pay it back or even pay it forward to someone else that needs it... Just contact me any time to talk it over...qmco@hotmail.com...

If you made it this far THANK YOU FOR TAKING THE TIME TO JUST LISTEN TO MY STORY.....

My name is Jeremi. I'm a single father to a 9 year old boy...Justin... I am trying to be the parent I was never given... I teach him and I show him love... but I want to show him more than the inside of homeless shelters. Please read my story...

As a teen I partied, did drugs, and had a great time mainly because I had absent parents that didn't care what i did and no one to give me direction...I had spent time homeless as a teen and had nothing... I myself turned everything around starting the day my son was conceived because I was determined to be a good father, and by 25 I owned a few apartment buildings, I no longer partied because I had a son and I vowed that I would be the parent I never had so he can have a bright future... I was financially stable and good with money... everyone saw me moving up from nothing... I felt proud of where I had taken my life... 3 years later in the spring of one year I got injured at work by crushing my leg with a fork truck which put me out of work... That following summer while I was still healing my sons mother passed away at 23 from a heart condition... Then in the winter of that same year my most profitable apartment building burned to the ground... All of this happened in one year!!!! I could have weathered any one of these events and recovered fairly quickly but not all of that at once...I lost 90% of my income and with what I made I could not afford the credit and mortgages I had outstanding... I was getting creditor threats constantly and I was going to lose what I had left to repossession and seizure... I knew some people that made money selling drugs and I made the stupid decision to give it a try... I was panicking and it was a last resort... I figured I could get in, make enough money to get back on track, and get out quick!!... unfortunately i was not a very good drug dealer... I got caught a matter of weeks after starting... The police raided my house... my son was only 3-4 at the time and was there for the whole thing... I was devastated... I was charged with trafficking cocaine in a school zone on top of a bunch of other charges they throw in for good measure... I couldn't afford bail and sat in jail for the LONGEST 6 months of my life...and social services took my son and told me I was never going to see him again!!!.... while sitting in jail I had no hope as I was looking at 15-25 years in prison minimum and my public defender said i was definitely doing at least the minimum... my life was over and I just wanted to die... while I was in there my sister (the only one in my life that didn't give up on me)sold off what I had left to be able to afford bail and a private attorney... My private attorney was a MIRACLE WORKER!!!! LITERALLY!!!!! The court battle took FFOOOORRREEVER but at the end I got 1 year probation!!!!! That's it!!! from almost a guaranteed 15 years in prison to only 1 year probation... I cant even ask God for a lottery winning after a gift like that... it really was a miracle and to ask for more in my life would be selfish... I didnt think i was going to get to raise my son... by the time I got out of prison he would have been a man... I would have been his biological father but he would be the creation of someone else... My son is all that means anything to me in this life and to lose him would be the end of me... Even after being freed from the possible prison outcome I had lost my son to social services and they weren't going to give him back to me... they fought hard to keep him away from me...I had to fight them legally with literally every penny I had left but in the end I got full custody back... Now I have my son and I am happy and like I said I cant really ask for more because I have overcome some impossible obstacles that I can only attribute to actual miracles because there really is no other explanation... But I have nothing else... My son and I have been living in a family homeless shelter because I can not afford anything... I am unemployed due to having a chronic eye condition called Uveitis... I would still work and I still look for work but even though I didn't go to prison everything I got charged with is still on my record and when I apply for jobs I get declined for all of them because of the criminal background checks... I've been turned down by so many companies that I am losing hope... I don't want to be a failure and I want to be able to raise my son better... I cant bring him up in homeless shelters and I need to feel better about myself but I don't see any way out of this situation except asking for another miracle... and like I said asking for another miracle feels selfish so I don't even ask God for any more because what he's done for me already is more than I should have gotten... My goal is to be a landlord again... I was good at it!!! I enjoyed it!!! I tell my son all the time... if I could get my hands on one million dollars free and clear I would buy 3-4 apartment buildings with all of the money all at once and get started building my career off of the rental income... I would be right back where I was before this all started... At the current rate it will take me decades (if at all) to get back to where I was if I don't get help... there is just too much to overcome... my credit is at rock bottom... I still have debt of almost $100,000.00 and I cant afford bankruptcy fees to get rid of it... I have no hope of finding a good job due to my mistake... I have no money for continuing education and already outstanding student loans and criminal history that prevent me from obtaining any assistance... My son and I live in homeless shelters... and I have next to no income... I need help.... I want to give my son hope for a good life and I can't without the miracle I can't ask God for... If there is anyone out there that can get me right back in the game...right back to where I was...I will pay it back or even pay it forward to someone else that needs it... Just contact me any time to talk it over...qmco@hotmail.com...

My name is Jeremi. I'm a single father to a 9 year old boy...Justin... I am trying to be the parent I was never given... I teach him and I show him love... but I want to show him more than the inside of homeless shelters. Please read my story...

As a teen I partied, did drugs, and had a great time mainly because I had absent parents that didn't care what i did and no one to give me direction...I had spent time homeless as a teen and had nothing... I myself turned everything around starting the day my son was conceived because I was determined to be a good father, and by 25 I owned a few apartment buildings, I no longer partied because I had a son and I vowed that I would be the parent I never had so he can have a bright future... I was financially stable and good with money... everyone saw me moving up from nothing... I felt proud of where I had taken my life... 3 years later in the spring of one year I got injured at work by crushing my leg with a fork truck which put me out of work... That following summer while I was still healing my sons mother passed away at 23 from a heart condition... Then in the winter of that same year my most profitable apartment building burned to the ground... All of this happened in one year!!!! I could have weathered any one of these events and recovered fairly quickly but not all of that at once...I lost 90% of my income and with what I made I could not afford the credit and mortgages I had outstanding... I was getting creditor threats constantly and I was going to lose what I had left to repossession and seizure... I knew some people that made money selling drugs and I made the stupid decision to give it a try... I was panicking and it was a last resort... I figured I could get in, make enough money to get back on track, and get out quick!!... unfortunately i was not a very good drug dealer... I got caught a matter of weeks after starting... The police raided my house... my son was only 3-4 at the time and was there for the whole thing... I was devastated... I was charged with trafficking cocaine in a school zone on top of a bunch of other charges they throw in for good measure... I couldn't afford bail and sat in jail for the LONGEST 6 months of my life...and social services took my son and told me I was never going to see him again!!!.... while sitting in jail I had no hope as I was looking at 15-25 years in prison minimum and my public defender said i was definitely doing at least the minimum... my life was over and I just wanted to die... while I was in there my sister (the only one in my life that didn't give up on me)sold off what I had left to be able to afford bail and a private attorney... My private attorney was a MIRACLE WORKER!!!! LITERALLY!!!!! The court battle took FFOOOORRREEVER but at the end I got 1 year probation!!!!! That's it!!! from almost a guaranteed 15 years in prison to only 1 year probation... I cant even ask God for a lottery winning after a gift like that... it really was a miracle and to ask for more in my life would be selfish... I didnt think i was going to get to raise my son... by the time I got out of prison he would have been a man... I would have been his biological father but he would be the creation of someone else... My son is all that means anything to me in this life and to lose him would be the end of me... Even after being freed from the possible prison outcome I had lost my son to social services and they weren't going to give him back to me... they fought hard to keep him away from me...I had to fight them legally with literally every penny I had left but in the end I got full custody back... Now I have my son and I am happy and like I said I cant really ask for more because I have overcome some impossible obstacles that I can only attribute to actual miracles because there really is no other explanation... But I have nothing else... My son and I have been living in a family homeless shelter because I can not afford anything... I am unemployed due to having a chronic eye condition called Uveitis... I would still work and I still look for work but even though I didn't go to prison everything I got charged with is still on my record and when I apply for jobs I get declined for all of them because of the criminal background checks... I've been turned down by so many companies that I am losing hope... I don't want to be a failure and I want to be able to raise my son better... I cant bring him up in homeless shelters and I need to feel better about myself but I don't see any way out of this situation except asking for another miracle... and like I said asking for another miracle feels selfish so I don't even ask God for any more because what he's done for me already is more than I should have gotten... My goal is to be a landlord again... I was good at it!!! I enjoyed it!!! I tell my son all the time... if I could get my hands on one million dollars free and clear I would buy 3-4 apartment buildings with all of the money all at once and get started building my career off of the rental income... I would be right back where I was before this all started... At the current rate it will take me decades (if at all) to get back to where I was if I don't get help... there is just too much to overcome... my credit is at rock bottom... I still have debt of almost $100,000.00 and I cant afford bankruptcy fees to get rid of it... I have no hope of finding a good job due to my mistake... I have no money for continuing education and already outstanding student loans and criminal history that prevent me from obtaining any assistance... My son and I live in homeless shelters... and I have next to no income... I need help.... I want to give my son hope for a good life and I can't without the miracle I can't ask God for... If there is anyone out there that can get me right back in the game...right back to where I was...I will pay it back or even pay it forward to someone else that needs it... Just contact me any time to talk it over...qmco@hotmail.com...

My name is Jeremi. I'm a single father to a 9 year old boy...Justin... I am trying to be the parent I was never given... I teach him and I show him love... but I want to show him more than the inside of homeless shelters. Please read my story...

As a teen I partied, did drugs, and had a great time mainly because I had absent parents that didn't care what i did and no one to give me direction...I had spent time homeless as a teen and had nothing... I myself turned everything around starting the day my son was conceived because I was determined to be a good father, and by 25 I owned a few apartment buildings, I no longer partied because I had a son and I vowed that I would be the parent I never had so he can have a bright future... I was financially stable and good with money... everyone saw me moving up from nothing... I felt proud of where I had taken my life... 3 years later in the spring of one year I got injured at work by crushing my leg with a fork truck which put me out of work... That following summer while I was still healing my sons mother passed away at 23 from a heart condition... Then in the winter of that same year my most profitable apartment building burned to the ground... All of this happened in one year!!!! I could have weathered any one of these events and recovered fairly quickly but not all of that at once...I lost 90% of my income and with what I made I could not afford the credit and mortgages I had outstanding... I was getting creditor threats constantly and I was going to lose what I had left to repossession and seizure... I knew some people that made money selling drugs and I made the stupid decision to give it a try... I was panicking and it was a last resort... I figured I could get in, make enough money to get back on track, and get out quick!!... unfortunately i was not a very good drug dealer... I got caught a matter of weeks after starting... The police raided my house... my son was only 3-4 at the time and was there for the whole thing... I was devastated... I was charged with trafficking cocaine in a school zone on top of a bunch of other charges they throw in for good measure... I couldn't afford bail and sat in jail for the LONGEST 6 months of my life...and social services took my son and told me I was never going to see him again!!!.... while sitting in jail I had no hope as I was looking at 15-25 years in prison minimum and my public defender said i was definitely doing at least the minimum... my life was over and I just wanted to die... while I was in there my sister (the only one in my life that didn't give up on me)sold off what I had left to be able to afford bail and a private attorney... My private attorney was a MIRACLE WORKER!!!! LITERALLY!!!!! The court battle took FFOOOORRREEVER but at the end I got 1 year probation!!!!! That's it!!! from almost a guaranteed 15 years in prison to only 1 year probation... I cant even ask God for a lottery winning after a gift like that... it really was a miracle and to ask for more in my life would be selfish... I didnt think i was going to get to raise my son... by the time I got out of prison he would have been a man... I would have been his biological father but he would be the creation of someone else... My son is all that means anything to me in this life and to lose him would be the end of me... Even after being freed from the possible prison outcome I had lost my son to social services and they weren't going to give him back to me... they fought hard to keep him away from me...I had to fight them legally with literally every penny I had left but in the end I got full custody back... Now I have my son and I am happy and like I said I cant really ask for more because I have overcome some impossible obstacles that I can only attribute to actual miracles because there really is no other explanation... But I have nothing else... My son and I have been living in a family homeless shelter because I can not afford anything... I am unemployed due to having a chronic eye condition called Uveitis... I would still work and I still look for work but even though I didn't go to prison everything I got charged with is still on my record and when I apply for jobs I get declined for all of them because of the criminal background checks... I've been turned down by so many companies that I am losing hope... I don't want to be a failure and I want to be able to raise my son better... I cant bring him up in homeless shelters and I need to feel better about myself but I don't see any way out of this situation except asking for another miracle... and like I said asking for another miracle feels selfish so I don't even ask God for any more because what he's done for me already is more than I should have gotten... My goal is to be a landlord again... I was good at it!!! I enjoyed it!!! I tell my son all the time... if I could get my hands on one million dollars free and clear I would buy 3-4 apartment buildings with all of the money all at once and get started building my career off of the rental income... I would be right back where I was before this all started... At the current rate it will take me decades (if at all) to get back to where I was if I don't get help... there is just too much to overcome... my credit is at rock bottom... I still have debt of almost $100,000.00 and I cant afford bankruptcy fees to get rid of it... I have no hope of finding a good job due to my mistake... I have no money for continuing education and already outstanding student loans and criminal history that prevent me from obtaining any assistance... My son and I live in homeless shelters... and I have next to no income... I need help.... I want to give my son hope for a good life and I can't without the miracle I can't ask God for... If there is anyone out there that can get me right back in the game...right back to where I was...I will pay it back or even pay it forward to someone else that needs it... Just contact me any time to talk it over...qmco@hotmail.com...

My name is Jeremi. I'm a single father to a 9 year old boy...Justin... I am trying to be the parent I was never given... I teach him and I show him love... but I want to show him more than the inside of homeless shelters. Please read my story...

As a teen I partied, did drugs, and had a great time mainly because I had absent parents that didn't care what i did and no one to give me direction...I had spent time homeless as a teen and had nothing... I myself turned everything around starting the day my son was conceived because I was determined to be a good father, and by 25 I owned a few apartment buildings, I no longer partied because I had a son and I vowed that I would be the parent I never had so he can have a bright future... I was financially stable and good with money... everyone saw me moving up from nothing... I felt proud of where I had taken my life... 3 years later in the spring of one year I got injured at work by crushing my leg with a fork truck which put me out of work... That following summer while I was still healing my sons mother passed away at 23 from a heart condition... Then in the winter of that same year my most profitable apartment building burned to the ground... All of this happened in one year!!!! I could have weathered any one of these events and recovered fairly quickly but not all of that at once...I lost 90% of my income and with what I made I could not afford the credit and mortgages I had outstanding... I was getting creditor threats constantly and I was going to lose what I had left to repossession and seizure... I knew some people that made money selling drugs and I made the stupid decision to give it a try... I was panicking and it was a last resort... I figured I could get in, make enough money to get back on track, and get out quick!!... unfortunately i was not a very good drug dealer... I got caught a matter of weeks after starting... The police raided my house... my son was only 3-4 at the time and was there for the whole thing... I was devastated... I was charged with trafficking cocaine in a school zone on top of a bunch of other charges they throw in for good measure... I couldn't afford bail and sat in jail for the LONGEST 6 months of my life...and social services took my son and told me I was never going to see him again!!!.... while sitting in jail I had no hope as I was looking at 15-25 years in prison minimum and my public defender said i was definitely doing at least the minimum... my life was over and I just wanted to die... while I was in there my sister (the only one in my life that didn't give up on me)sold off what I had left to be able to afford bail and a private attorney... My private attorney was a MIRACLE WORKER!!!! LITERALLY!!!!! The court battle took FFOOOORRREEVER but at the end I got 1 year probation!!!!! That's it!!! from almost a guaranteed 15 years in prison to only 1 year probation... I cant even ask God for a lottery winning after a gift like that... it really was a miracle and to ask for more in my life would be selfish... I didnt think i was going to get to raise my son... by the time I got out of prison he would have been a man... I would have been his biological father but he would be the creation of someone else... My son is all that means anything to me in this life and to lose him would be the end of me... Even after being freed from the possible prison outcome I had lost my son to social services and they weren't going to give him back to me... they fought hard to keep him away from me...I had to fight them legally with literally every penny I had left but in the end I got full custody back... Now I have my son and I am happy and like I said I cant really ask for more because I have overcome some impossible obstacles that I can only attribute to actual miracles because there really is no other explanation... But I have nothing else... My son and I have been living in a family homeless shelter because I can not afford anything... I am unemployed due to having a chronic eye condition called Uveitis... I would still work and I still look for work but even though I didn't go to prison everything I got charged with is still on my record and when I apply for jobs I get declined for all of them because of the criminal background checks... I've been turned down by so many companies that I am losing hope... I don't want to be a failure and I want to be able to raise my son better... I cant bring him up in homeless shelters and I need to feel better about myself but I don't see any way out of this situation except asking for another miracle... and like I said asking for another miracle feels selfish so I don't even ask God for any more because what he's done for me already is more than I should have gotten... My goal is to be a landlord again... I was good at it!!! I enjoyed it!!! I tell my son all the time... if I could get my hands on one million dollars free and clear I would buy 3-4 apartment buildings with all of the money all at once and get started building my career off of the rental income... I would be right back where I was before this all started... At the current rate it will take me decades (if at all) to get back to where I was if I don't get help... there is just too much to overcome... my credit is at rock bottom... I still have debt of almost $100,000.00 and I cant afford bankruptcy fees to get rid of it... I have no hope of finding a good job due to my mistake... I have no money for continuing education and already outstanding student loans and criminal history that prevent me from obtaining any assistance... My son and I live in homeless shelters... and I have next to no income... I need help.... I want to give my son hope for a good life and I can't without the miracle I can't ask God for... If there is anyone out there that can get me right back in the game...right back to where I was...I will pay it back or even pay it forward to someone else that needs it... Just contact me any time to talk it over...qmco@hotmail.com...

My name is Jeremi. I'm a single father to a 9 year old boy...Justin... I am trying to be the parent I was never given... I teach him and I show him love... but I want to show him more than the inside of homeless shelters. Please read my story...

As a teen I partied, did drugs, and had a great time mainly because I had absent parents that didn't care what i did and no one to give me direction...I had spent time homeless as a teen and had nothing... I myself turned everything around starting the day my son was conceived because I was determined to be a good father, and by 25 I owned a few apartment buildings, I no longer partied because I had a son and I vowed that I would be the parent I never had so he can have a bright future... I was financially stable and good with money... everyone saw me moving up from nothing... I felt proud of where I had taken my life... 3 years later in the spring of one year I got injured at work by crushing my leg with a fork truck which put me out of work... That following summer while I was still healing my sons mother passed away at 23 from a heart condition... Then in the winter of that same year my most profitable apartment building burned to the ground... All of this happened in one year!!!! I could have weathered any one of these events and recovered fairly quickly but not all of that at once...I lost 90% of my income and with what I made I could not afford the credit and mortgages I had outstanding... I was getting creditor threats constantly and I was going to lose what I had left to repossession and seizure... I knew some people that made money selling drugs and I made the stupid decision to give it a try... I was panicking and it was a last resort... I figured I could get in, make enough money to get back on track, and get out quick!!... unfortunately i was not a very good drug dealer... I got caught a matter of weeks after starting... The police raided my house... my son was only 3-4 at the time and was there for the whole thing... I was devastated... I was charged with trafficking cocaine in a school zone on top of a bunch of other charges they throw in for good measure... I couldn't afford bail and sat in jail for the LONGEST 6 months of my life...and social services took my son and told me I was never going to see him again!!!.... while sitting in jail I had no hope as I was looking at 15-25 years in prison minimum and my public defender said i was definitely doing at least the minimum... my life was over and I just wanted to die... while I was in there my sister (the only one in my life that didn't give up on me)sold off what I had left to be able to afford bail and a private attorney... My private attorney was a MIRACLE WORKER!!!! LITERALLY!!!!! The court battle took FFOOOORRREEVER but at the end I got 1 year probation!!!!! That's it!!! from almost a guaranteed 15 years in prison to only 1 year probation... I cant even ask God for a lottery winning after a gift like that... it really was a miracle and to ask for more in my life would be selfish... I didnt think i was going to get to raise my son... by the time I got out of prison he would have been a man... I would have been his biological father but he would be the creation of someone else... My son is all that means anything to me in this life and to lose him would be the end of me... Even after being freed from the possible prison outcome I had lost my son to social services and they weren't going to give him back to me... they fought hard to keep him away from me...I had to fight them legally with literally every penny I had left but in the end I got full custody back... Now I have my son and I am happy and like I said I cant really ask for more because I have overcome some impossible obstacles that I can only attribute to actual miracles because there really is no other explanation... But I have nothing else... My son and I have been living in a family homeless shelter because I can not afford anything... I am unemployed due to having a chronic eye condition called Uveitis... I would still work and I still look for work but even though I didn't go to prison everything I got charged with is still on my record and when I apply for jobs I get declined for all of them because of the criminal background checks... I've been turned down by so many companies that I am losing hope... I don't want to be a failure and I want to be able to raise my son better... I cant bring him up in homeless shelters and I need to feel better about myself but I don't see any way out of this situation except asking for another miracle... and like I said asking for another miracle feels selfish so I don't even ask God for any more because what he's done for me already is more than I should have gotten... My goal is to be a landlord again... I was good at it!!! I enjoyed it!!! I tell my son all the time... if I could get my hands on one million dollars free and clear I would buy 3-4 apartment buildings with all of the money all at once and get started building my career off of the rental income... I would be right back where I was before this all started... At the current rate it will take me decades (if at all) to get back to where I was if I don't get help... there is just too much to overcome... my credit is at rock bottom... I still have debt of almost $100,000.00 and I cant afford bankruptcy fees to get rid of it... I have no hope of finding a good job due to my mistake... I have no money for continuing education and already outstanding student loans and criminal history that prevent me from obtaining any assistance... My son and I live in homeless shelters... and I have next to no income... I need help.... I want to give my son hope for a good life and I can't without the miracle I can't ask God for... If there is anyone out there that can get me right back in the game...right back to where I was...I will pay it back or even pay it forward to someone else that needs it... Just contact me any time to talk it over...qmco@hotmail.com...