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My best friend was recently diagnosed with cancer. She's too proud to ask for help herself, and I'm one of the few people in her life that even knows she's sick. Her own family (who recently disowned her after she broke up with a fiance they liked) doesn't even know what's going on.

My friend started having a panic attack after doing some calculations and realizing that she can't afford her final semester of college this August after paying for Chemotherapy and some unexpected car repairs. Her family refuses to give her the information she needs to fill out her FAFSA, so she can't even get student loans.

I couldn't stand seeing her like that -- She's been struggling with issues for years due to a traumatic childhood, and to see her dreams of graduating fall apart due to money issues was too much to bear.

So I told her I'd pay for her last semester, in full. And looking at my finances, I will be able to pay for most of it if I penny-pinch, don't eat out, avoid driving anywhere I don't need to, and donate some blood to the local blood bank. But it looks like even with doing that, I'll come up about $500 or $600 short.

If you can donate and help out, I'd be forever grateful for you helping her dreams come true. If you can't donate, have any ideas on how someone living in the Clark County, Nevada area could make some money over the weekends, let me know in the comments.

I need money for an apartment. I am currently living with my ex boyfriend because I would otherwise be homeless. He is emotionally and physically abusive and it is extremely difficult living with him. He wants me to move out as soon as possible, but no later than the end of July. I found an apartment for $700 a month, but need a few thousand to move in--deposit, furniture, two months rent.

I have a job but I barely make enough to pay my bills. I can't even buy myself groceries. I apply for other jobs every day and never get them. I am a college graduate and am intelligent and would appear to be pretty normal if you saw me at the store. But I have slept in my car when my ex boyfriend has kicked me out at times and I fear I will be living in it soon. It wouldn't be too bad, I guess, but I have cats and it's impossible for my cats to live in my car.

I am a good person and always try to help other people whenever I can. I just need a little help now. I have no friends or family anywhere in the area and I feel hopeless. I have had a hard life, from an abusive childhood to where I am today, but I am strong. I am positive about my future, if only someone would be willing to help me today.

Even a very small amount would be appreciated.

I am seeking help to pay for my son's college tuition and associated fees. My son has been accepted to Berklee College of Music in Boston, MA. It is an honor for anyone to be accepted to this esteemed institution, however my son's story is quite exceptional. When he was 10 years old, he nearly lost his right arm due to a post-surgical bleed. He was diagnosed with a bleeding disorder known as von Willebrands. He has been left with a disabled arm and hand. He only has use of his thumb on his right hand. His childhood was comprised of surgeries and infusions. When he was 12 years old, he asked if he could buy a guitar. He was so happy because he had seen Tommy Emmanuel playing guitar with a thumb pick on television. He purchased the guitar and began working on a technique to play. He can only use his thumb to pick the guitar strings and must hold his fingers in a special position so that he does not mute the strings. His goal since age 12 has been to study at Berklee. It is an honor to be accepted to such a fine school. Despite a severe disability he has been able to achieve this remarkable goal. Financing his education is going to be extremely difficult. Berklee is an expensive college and scholarships seem scarce. If you know of any scholarships that would be available for him please let me know. If you feel like you want to donate, it is much appreciated. Thank you so much for your time.

I have several outstanding medical bills which have not only seriously affected my credit but just make me feel badly, nervous & ashamed they aren't paid yet. One of the biggest is for $200 for a replacement motorized scooter I needed in 2009. My Medicare paid all except this amount & I have been unable to pay it at all. Shortly after this replacement scooter was ordered I was in a head-on collision that set me back medically so severely I am still recovering. My medical needs tripled as did my monthly costs. I have been physically disabled since early childhood & I am in my early 50s now. Because I am on disability, thus a limited income, I am always struggling to meet my bills & have exhausted all my former resources. I am trusting God daily for my needs, but I don't know at this point how to pay many unpaid, overdue bills with nothing in the bank.

Thank you for taking time to read my post. I never knew about this site & came across it by chance & I am taking the chance the lucky penny I found today is a sign help is on the way.

I have never been in this position before, and am not sure how this all works. My story starts almost 5 years ago when I had my first child. Immediately after her birth I was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis as well as epilepsy. We live with my parents, my mother who is 100% disabled, my father who works two jobs but supporting all 3 of us with debt, and now the burden of my second child. He is due in 4 weeks and I do not have anything. No car seat, or even a bassinet or crib. I feel like nothing but a burden to my parents, as my health and medical bills started this downfall for my family. I have absolutely no help from the father as he is over $35,000 behind on child support. I am running out of options. My parents even tried loans and were denied left and right. I want my children to have a decent start and great childhood, as I did. Please help me give that to my children and take to pressure away from my parents.

I thank you for your time.

My family and I recently moved to a new town to help out our friends. Well, our so called friends decided to move away so now we are stuck in a small town where we know well, nobody. We have been struggling financially since we married in 2010. Here's a little back story.
I met my wife 3 years ago and we finally got together January of 2010. My mother was kind enough to let us stay with her. Well, February of 2010 we found out she was pregnant. We got married in July of 2010, had our son in October of 2010 and still resided with my mother. I had a job but lost it and then my wife found a job to help with expenses. Come August of 2011, my wife had lost her job due to medical reasons and we were forced to move out. No one would help us, not family, nor friends, until one day a childhood friend contacted me and was in the same situation so we lived at a campsite for the same amount of time helping each other out. They then got the luck to find an apartment to move into and the landlords luckily let us stay. Come November of 2011 the other apartment became available and we were able to move in with help from our state.
Currently we still live in that place but we are stuggling bad. We found out in December we are exspecting another child in August of 2012. We are doing what we can to find work, I am working on starting my own buisness but it is hard with all our funds going for food and gas in the vehicle. We are behind on bills due to this also and finding work is such a struggle. This is a last resort type thing because quite frankly I am not even sure if its legit. I am just that desperate to find someone to help us. Its hard waking up everyday not knowing if we will have enough food or diapers to get us through the week. My wife prays daily and she is starting to lose faith. I just want the best for my family. If you could help that would be a blessing.
Thank you and God bless.

I was born with a rare syndrome called Dan-
dy-Walker syndrome. It is being born with-
out a cerebellum. This snydrome caused me
to involuntarily tilt my head from side-to-
side all my life. I am 40 years old and it
is still there,but not nearly as bad, in
fact,all during school,my nickname was"tilt
". My entire childhood was full of ridicule
embarrasement, friendless,and dateless. It
was like this for the first 20 years of my
life.I have lived my life one close to the
poverty level. I have not even started to
live life. I finally have a chance to own
a house and be among the normal person,but
I need the $15,000 for the down payment.I
will never have a normal life,but owning a
house would be huge in my miserable life.
PLEASE,PLEASE HELP!!

I lost my job last year and I've fallen into so much debt. My mortgage is $1200 a month and I'm already about 3 months behind. My husband passed away in 2006 and they've been sending me a social security check for $800 but it's not enough to pay my mortgage and all my bills. I have a child I have to support as well, I hope to make her life easier as well so she can enjoy her childhood.

Hi, I have two children of my own and 3 foster children. I was wondering if anyone would like to help with toys and clothes or anything for the kids. Three of them are one year old girls, one is a two year old girl and I have an eight year old boy. I would eventually like to get a bigger house so I can help more children, I have my degree in early childhood education and love children. Thanks in advance!

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!

We have used the last of our savings and income tax for food, gasoline to get to doctors appointments and interviews and childhood needs for our 2 little boys. My husband is unable to work and has been trying to get SSI for the past 3 years. I have been laid off work permanately because our business was running slow and it was estimated to shut down within the next year. I have been searching strenuously for a job and have had interviews but when following up they hired someone already. I tried unemployment but since the business is being shut down they are fighting nail and tooth.

We have no more income and we have been trying for government assistance and they have been "looking over our case" for about a month now.

This is our last attempt to stay afloat and afford food for our family.

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please help me raise enough money to move to a bigger home. I really want a garden for my children to play in. They mean the world to me and I want them to have a childhood as fun as mine. Im keeping my request short and genuine, really hope you can help me with my cause (the kids i love).

I'm a 31 year old male, oh and my 4 year old kitty. Life has not been easy but I always did my best to keep moving forward. From dealing with childhood abuse to climbing the corporate/social latter and falling.. I've always tried to "handle it" and do everything the right way, all on my own and helping everyone I could in anyway I could along the way.

I've worked very hard and instead of being out there in the world stealing or making babies I can't afford I got a good job, car, and bought my first home at age 20. I'm the kinda friend you know has his own issues and he don't wanna bum you out with them but you can say "Hey James, I can't make my rent, can I borrow this.." or "James my house burned down can I come live wit you?" or "my boyfriend is about to be deported can you buy his old car so we can afford the lawyers?" and my answers are as follows; How much you need?, how long Can you stay + here's $2000 come buy a co-op in my building I'll put in a good word for you, and will it pass inspection?? All this before I was even 25 and these people were older than me! Grown men coming up to my desk at work tell me "I'm hungry" or even just a simple "Feed me" while perched atop my cubicle like a starving pigeon and we'd laugh and joke and sure enough I would buy or bring in something good to eat. I'm the kind of friend that for your birthday from me your most likely to get something we saw in a store window months ago, just to surprise you and make you happy cause it was meaningful to you. Also very kind to those I don't know who seem to be in need, even when we didn't speak the same language, they were drunk and I didn't know if I was walking into trouble.

Somewhere between then and now my life has turned completely upside down. The weight of what I had previously survived (praise God) and what I am now going through don't balance anymore. I lost that home and car and job due to a disability and even though by now you must think me a generally upbeat, diligent, resourceful, praise his name in wrong or right soul I'm lost and I need to rebuild. My entire support system was slowly picked off by my family and close friends life circumstances. I hate telling people how it all happened because to me it sounds like I'm saying I'm cursed and horrible things just keep happening to me. I accept my responsibility for my end and do self checks constantly. Even when thrown into situations far beyond my years, or no one should expect and try to deal with careful thought, civility and grace.

The one last thing I had to hold on to, that was keeping me strong and helping me grow as a person was the love I thought I had but apparently I did not. Lying, fear, cheating, HIV, emotional abuse, sneakiness, poverty, hurt, uncertainty, finding out the person who was the love of your life gave him HIV on purpose but still didn't want him!, cancer and treatments, severely persistent and mental illnesses, self-centeredness, the loss of friends and family acting shady and all that was just my relationship with my EX! So of course me being me for the most part stowed my problems.. "as usual" even if it left me in a bad spot financially, emotionally or physically and I was there! Loving and Supportive even after I was almost attacked. It's a fine line between being a damn fool and doing the right thing, I know but now I'm all on my own. I'm on medicare but the co-pays and deductible are killing me, I can't stay where I am, I'm fat, unhappy and depressed but still thanking God for all the blessing, some time's I feel like asking for more would be an exercise in futility But I'm here. I recently learned that it's ok for me to ask for help. What I'm begging for is to please, please, say a prayer for one another and me! be good to one another and if you could please help me reach my $2,000 goal to a new begining of self sufficiency so I can stop being a broken person and go back to helping others, me and kitty would be forever in your debt and pray for you as well. Amen

and thanks for reading this,that in itself is appreciated, I am not really sure how this works but a friend told me about this after reading about it in a magazine article.
Well let me start at the begining, for the last 20 years I have worked for the same company and never had a days sickness, yes not one single day, in October 2011 I went to work one day and just quit felling I had just had enough, I did not tell them I was feeling depressed & suicidal and sick, I just said I no longer want to work here and I left that day.
As I was depressed and on the verge of killing myself, something I had actually felt for many years, I spent the next three days at home not washing,cleaning or speaking to anyone, I looked on the internet and searched "The best way to commit suicide" I was that low, I had no money and in fact had huge debts, to my friends and family I was always the strong one always the one person they could rely on,but reality was I was a broken man my spirit my soul was empty I wanted to die.
After those three days of no sleep and thoughts of how I would die I took a shower, whilst in the shower I just completely broke down I just lay on the floor in uncontrolable crying I just lay there for about an hour, and suddenly it came to me that I needed to speak to some one and quick.
Enter my Sister, since childhood my Sister has been like a mother to me(My own mother left when I was 3) she is truly a beautiful person a wonderful role model and just the most fantastic spirited person I know. Why I had not just told her how I felt at the start I just dont know, because we talk about everything, maybe its the depression and anxiety of it all, I dont know.
I called her in tears and told her I need her to come over, she was here within half an hour, we spent the day crying she more than me, I was kinda cried out, she had never seen me cry since I was probably ten years old, that is probably a sadness in itself.
She did everything for me in those early days, took me to my Doctors a Doctors I had not been to in 10 years, it had been that long that when we booked the appointment I was informed my Doctor died 4 years ago. Anyway I was put under a mental health program and prescribed Anti-depressants and also some sleeping tablets(these killed me my spirit and thoughts were numbed). my sister has been my Angel my saviour, there is no doubt in my mind I would be dead now if it was not for my sister, thinks are still bad, very bad at times, but I see my sister every day she comes around cooks,talks does coffee and is constantly on the phone(sometimes this does my head in) but I understand that she is scared that I may harm myself,she has come to the doctors and psychiatrist with my giving me huge support and a hand to hold that I needed, I cant tell you in words how special she is to me, I am not actually suicidal at the moment although I still think if I got a terminal illness this would be ideal, mad I know but I am being honest, I have huge debts and on sick benefit but this is not enough to live on or enough to pay debts. I actually owe £50,000 and I know this will never be paid so I will lose my home and everything else that goes with bankruptcy, but I will always have my sister their supporting me, she has helped me financially for three months but I dont want this to continue its wrong.
Well now to my BEG, well I dont want money for my debts I understand they are way too much to ever believe I can pay them back, no the reason I want help is because later this year my sister is 50 yes the big Five O and for the last three years she has been kinda planning what she will do and where she will go, she has decided that she wants to rent a Villa in Spain and have all her friends & family come for one week, when we discussed this last year obviuosly I was always included in this week, but I do not want her paying for me its Her birthday after all, I will not be able to pay my own way and I will not be working in the next few months as I am soon to under go councilling, the truth is I dont really want to go as I am actually feeling stressed about it all, hoping it goes away, but at the same time I understand how much it means to her to have me there, I know she wont take no for an answer and will want to pay for me.
All I ask is that if anyone on here could donate so I can at least pay some part in some way to my own way.She is not going until August or September and I think it will cost around £300 as a guess maybe slightly more.
If just a little from a lot of people then I can make some head way, or if you just want to mail me if you have similar problems as I have learned that talking problems through does help.
I know its a long beg but I want you to know the background.
Thanks for reading and hopefully you can help in some small way.

My name is Fatbardha I am 28 years old currently studying a law degree. I suffer from anxiety and depression. This initially occurred when I was a child as there has been an attempt of rape when I was ten years old. Since then I have had a very ruff time and struggled to cope with day to day basis. I have also had a difficult time with relationships and had difficulties in being with someone for a longer period. I have been taking depression tablets since childhood, obviously there have been times when I have lived without them. I am currently experiencing a very difficult time as my depression and health condition has deteriorated due to the fact that I am not able to pay my tuition fee in university. I have been previously taking 20mg depression tablet, then it was increased to 50 and now I am taking depression tablet of 150mg. I have been looking for a job for a year and half and filled so many application forms but was never called for interview. I am now very disappointed, lost all my confidence and have been very down, exhausted, have so much pain on my body and I am unable to do anything. This is due to depression. Could you please donate to my however much money you would be willing to donate and assist me to pass my current crises. Your support would mean so much to me and would change my life. I really want to finish my degree and feel as anyone else. I feel very neglected and with no confidence. I want to be as all my sisters and brothers, I dont want to be an odd one. Your assistance would boost my confidence, get better, finish my degree and boost my confidence that I have lost for such a long time. You support would resuscitation my spirit. Finishing my degree my family would not tell me any more that I am incapable of doing anything and a dependent person. Your help would be a new life for me, a new person with no pain, anguish and regret of life. Please, please, please I beg for anyone to help me. I would appreciate any help.

P.S I have posted a post earlier but was unable to log in because I forgot my username or password. My username on that post is Bardha.


Thank you so much everyone.

My name is Fatbardha I am 28 years old currently studying a law degree. I suffer from anxiety and depression. This initially occurred when I was a child as there has been an attempt of rape when I was ten years old. Since then I have had a very ruff time and struggled to cope with day to day basis. I have also had a difficult time with relationships and had difficulties in being with someone for a longer period. I have been taking depression tablets since childhood, obviously there have been times when I have lived without them. I am currently experiencing a very difficult time as my depression and health condition has deteriorated due to the fact that I am not able to pay my tuition fee in university. I have been previously taking 20mg depression tablet, then it was increased to 50 and now I am taking depression tablet of 150mg. I have been looking for a job for a year and half and filled so many application forms but was never called for interview. I am now very disappointed, lost all my confidence and have been very down, exhausted, have so much pain on my body and I am unable to do anything. This is due to depression. Could you please donate to my however much money you would be willing to donate and assist me to pass my current crises. Your support would mean so much to me and would change my life. I really want to finish my degree and feel as anyone else. I feel very neglected and with no confidence. I want to be as all my sisters and brothers, I dont want to be an odd one. Your assistance would boost my confidence, get better, finish my degree and boost my confidence that I have lost for such a long time. You support would resuscitation my spirit. Finishing my degree my family would not tell me any more that I am incapable of doing anything and a dependent person. Your help would be a new life for me, a new person with no pain, anguish and regret of life. Please, please, please I beg for anyone to help me. I would appreciate any help.

P.S I have posted a post earlier but was unable to log in because I forgot my username or password. My username on that post is Bardha.


Thank you so much everyone.

I just finish my secondary education and i should like to study medicine in the university. I have nursed this ambition right from childhood. I can remember when i was ill and i was taken to a hospital when i was seven years old. I was fascinated by the activities and hospitality of the doctor who took care of me on my sick bed. He so much endeared himself to me that, there and then, i decided to study medicine when i grow up.
Medicine, as a profession, commands great respect anywhere in the world. Medical doctors are respected for being hospitable and kind. They are kind to their patients whom they tend like seedlings which must not be allowed to die. A medical doctor cannot afford to be unkind or cruel to his patients as to allow his patients to suffer. He must be genial, good-natured, hospitable and must have a good disposition towards his patients.
Furthermore, medicine is a business of saving lives. This make the profession to be regarded as the most noble profession in the whole world. If there were no doctors, many lives would be lost on daily basis. Doctors are professionals with adequate knowledge of all parts of human body and one cannot but be proud of belonging to such a profession. Doctors serve and contribute to humanity more than any other professional in the whole world.
In addition to this, the medical profession is one of the most lucrative professions in the world. It gives practitioners the opportunity to work for the government in the government hospital and at the same time engage in private practice. Therefore it gives the practitioners the privilege to establish their own private hospital and clinics thereby making it possible for them to make a lot of money.
Moreover, the medical profession gives one the opportunity to meet a lot of people. It makes one to be influential and popular because as a medical doctor, many people would want to be associated with you. A patient whom you have treated in the hospital would always remember how you help him and his family would forever be grateful to you. All these make a medical doctor or practitioner popular and influential in the society. Many people would want to respect him and his opinion on any matter in the society.
Lastly, a medical practitioner with a stethoscope hanging on his neck is always a good sight to behold. This has also endeared me greatly to the profession and i have a dream of hanging the identifying instrument of the profession on my neck in the nearest future. Medical doctors are always neat and they look resplendent in their white overall coat. This makes them respectable and the profession dignified.
Of course, i know what it takes to become a medical doctor and i am ready to do all it takes to belong to the medical profession. That is why i write to seek for your financial assistance to enable me actualize my childhood dream, a dream of becoming a medical doctor.
You're the last i can depend on because my parents are no more alive since when i was six years old. Your help will do a lot of good to my entire life.
This is my bank account details: Account Name: Usman Mohammed
Account No: 3048857924
Bank: FirstBank Nigeria Plc.
I am Usman Mohammed. You can reach me on +2347060815443 or u2m2020@yahoo.com. Thank you for reading my request

I am a single mother of two young children. I lost my job four months ago, and have been looking for jobs everyday. I am on the verge of losing my home and everything I worked hard for. My husband left me for another woman when our second child was born. I was in foster care throughout my childhood and lacked love and security growing up, and it pains me to know that while my children do not lack any love, their security is being threatened during this hard time. I have never done drugs and I do not drink or smoke. I have always been a generous person, and now I am in need of help. If you are able to assist my family during this trying time, I will be forever thankful, and once I am back on my feet I will make sure to return the favor to another person in need.

and thanks for reading this,that in itself is appreciated, I am not really sure how this works but a friend told me about this after reading about it in a magazine article.
Well let me start at the begining, for the last 20 years I have worked for the same company and never had a days sickness, yes not one single day, in October 2011 I went to work one day and just quit felling I had just had enough, I did not tell them I was feeling depressed & suicidal and sick, I just said I no longer want to work here and I left that day.
As I was depressed and on the verge of killing myself, something I had actually felt for many years, I spent the next three days at home not washing,cleaning or speaking to anyone, I looked on the internet and searched "The best way to commit suicide" I was that low, I had no money and in fact had huge debts, to my friends and family I was always the strong one always the one person they could rely on,but reality was I was a broken man my spirit my soul was empty I wanted to die.
After those three days of no sleep and thoughts of how I would die I took a shower, whilst in the shower I just completely broke down I just lay on the floor in uncontrolable crying I just lay there for about an hour, and suddenly it came to me that I needed to speak to some one and quick.
Enter my Sister, since childhood my Sister has been like a mother to me(My own mother left when I was 3) she is truly a beautiful person a wonderful role model and just the most fantastic spirited person I know. Why I had not just told her how I felt at the start I just dont know, because we talk about everything, maybe its the depression and anxiety of it all, I dont know.
I called her in tears and told her I need her to come over, she was here within half an hour, we spent the day crying she more than me, I was kinda cried out, she had never seen me cry since I was probably ten years old, that is probably a sadness in itself.
She did everything for me in those early days, took me to my Doctors a Doctors I had not been to in 10 years, it had been that long that when we booked the appointment I was informed my Doctor died 4 years ago. Anyway I was put under a mental health program and prescribed Anti-depressants and also some sleeping tablets(these killed me my spirit and thoughts were numbed). my sister has been my Angel my saviour, there is no doubt in my mind I would be dead now if it was not for my sister, thinks are still bad, very bad at times, but I see my sister every day she comes around cooks,talks does coffee and is constantly on the phone(sometimes this does my head in) but I understand that she is scared that I may harm myself,she has come to the doctors and psychiatrist with my giving me huge support and a hand to hold that I needed, I cant tell you in words how special she is to me, I am not actually suicidal at the moment although I still think if I got a terminal illness this would be ideal, mad I know but I am being honest, I have huge debts and on sick benefit but this is not enough to live on or enough to pay debts. I actually owe £50,000 and I know this will never be paid so I will lose my home and everything else that goes with bankruptcy, but I will always have my sister their supporting me, she has helped me financially for three months but I dont want this to continue its wrong.
Well now to my BEG, well I dont want money for my debts I understand they are way too much to ever believe I can pay them back, no the reason I want help is because later this year my sister is 50 yes the big Five O and for the last three years she has been kinda planning what she will do and where she will go, she has decided that she wants to rent a Villa in Spain and have all her friends & family come for one week, when we discussed this last year obviuosly I was always included in this week, but I do not want her paying for me its Her birthday after all, I will not be able to pay my own way and I will not be working in the next few months as I am soon to under go councilling, the truth is I dont really want to go as I am actually feeling stressed about it all, hoping it goes away, but at the same time I understand how much it means to her to have me there, I know she wont take no for an answer and will want to pay for me.
All I ask is that if anyone on here could donate so I can at least pay some part in some way to my own way.She is not going until August or September and I think it will cost around £300 as a guess maybe slightly more.
If just a little from a lot of people then I can make some head way, or if you just want to mail me if you have similar problems as I have learned that talking problems through does help.
I know its a long beg but I want you to know the background.
Thanks for reading and hopefully you can help in some small way.

and thanks for reading this,that in itself is appreciated, I am not really sure how this works but a friend told me about this after reading about it in a magazine article.
Well let me start at the begining, for the last 20 years I have worked for the same company and never had a days sickness, yes not one single day, in October 2011 I went to work one day and just quit felling I had just had enough, I did not tell them I was feeling depressed & suicidal and sick, I just said I no longer want to work here and I left that day.
As I was depressed and on the verge of killing myself, something I had actually felt for many years, I spent the next three days at home not washing,cleaning or speaking to anyone, I looked on the internet and searched "The best way to commit suicide" I was that low, I had no money and in fact had huge debts, to my friends and family I was always the strong one always the one person they could rely on,but reality was I was a broken man my spirit my soul was empty I wanted to die.
After those three days of no sleep and thoughts of how I would die I took a shower, whilst in the shower I just completely broke down I just lay on the floor in uncontrolable crying I just lay there for about an hour, and suddenly it came to me that I needed to speak to some one and quick.
Enter my Sister, since childhood my Sister has been like a mother to me(My own mother left when I was 3) she is truly a beautiful person a wonderful role model and just the most fantastic spirited person I know. Why I had not just told her how I felt at the start I just dont know, because we talk about everything, maybe its the depression and anxiety of it all, I dont know.
I called her in tears and told her I need her to come over, she was here within half an hour, we spent the day crying she more than me, I was kinda cried out, she had never seen me cry since I was probably ten years old, that is probably a sadness in itself.
She did everything for me in those early days, took me to my Doctors a Doctors I had not been to in 10 years, it had been that long that when we booked the appointment I was informed my Doctor died 4 years ago. Anyway I was put under a mental health program and prescribed Anti-depressants and also some sleeping tablets(these killed me my spirit and thoughts were numbed). my sister has been my Angel my saviour, there is no doubt in my mind I would be dead now if it was not for my sister, thinks are still bad, very bad at times, but I see my sister every day she comes around cooks,talks does coffee and is constantly on the phone(sometimes this does my head in) but I understand that she is scared that I may harm myself,she has come to the doctors and psychiatrist with my giving me huge support and a hand to hold that I needed, I cant tell you in words how special she is to me, I am not actually suicidal at the moment although I still think if I got a terminal illness this would be ideal, mad I know but I am being honest, I have huge debts and on sick benefit but this is not enough to live on or enough to pay debts. I actually owe £50,000 and I know this will never be paid so I will lose my home and everything else that goes with bankruptcy, but I will always have my sister their supporting me, she has helped me financially for three months but I dont want this to continue its wrong.
Well now to my BEG, well I dont want money for my debts I understand they are way too much to ever believe I can pay them back, no the reason I want help is because later this year my sister is 50 yes the big Five O and for the last three years she has been kinda planning what she will do and where she will go, she has decided that she wants to rent a Villa in Spain and have all her friends & family come for one week, when we discussed this last year obviuosly I was always included in this week, but I do not want her paying for me its Her birthday after all, I will not be able to pay my own way and I will not be working in the next few months as I am soon to under go councilling, the truth is I dont really want to go as I am actually feeling stressed about it all, hoping it goes away, but at the same time I understand how much it means to her to have me there, I know she wont take no for an answer and will want to pay for me.
All I ask is that if anyone on here could donate so I can at least pay some part in some way to my own way.She is not going until August or September and I think it will cost around £300 as a guess maybe slightly more.
If just a little from a lot of people then I can make some head way, or if you just want to mail me if you have similar problems as I have learned that talking problems through does help.
I know its a long beg but I want you to know the background.
Thanks for reading and hopefully you can help in some small way.
My paypal account is added, maybe you can spare a few pence to help

Hi and thanks for reading this,that in itself is appreciated, I am not really sure how this works but a friend told me about this after reading about it in a magazine article.
Well let me start at the begining, for the last 20 years I have worked for the same company and never had a days sickness, yes not one single day, in October 2011 I went to work one day and just quit felling I had just had enough, I did not tell them I was feeling depressed & suicidal and sick, I just said I no longer want to work here and I left that day.
As I was depressed and on the verge of killing myself, something I had actually felt for many years, I spent the next three days at home not washing,cleaning or speaking to anyone, I looked on the internet and searched "The best way to commit suicide" I was that low, I had no money and in fact had huge debts, to my friends and family I was always the strong one always the one person they could rely on,but reality was I was a broken man my spirit my soul was empty I wanted to die.
After those three days of no sleep and thoughts of how I would die I took a shower, whilst in the shower I just completely broke down I just lay on the floor in uncontrolable crying I just lay there for about an hour, and suddenly it came to me that I needed to speak to some one and quick.
Enter my Sister, since childhood my Sister has been like a mother to me(My own mother left when I was 3) she is truly a beautiful person a wonderful role model and just the most fantastic spirited person I know. Why I had not just told her how I felt at the start I just dont know, because we talk about everything, maybe its the depression and anxiety of it all, I dont know.
I called her in tears and told her I need her to come over, she was here within half an hour, we spent the day crying she more than me, I was kinda cried out, she had never seen me cry since I was probably ten years old, that is probably a sadness in itself.
She did everything for me in those early days, took me to my Doctors a Doctors I had not been to in 10 years, it had been that long that when we booked the appointment I was informed my Doctor died 4 years ago. Anyway I was put under a mental health program and prescribed Anti-depressants and also some sleeping tablets(these killed me my spirit and thoughts were numbed). my sister has been my Angel my saviour, there is no doubt in my mind I would be dead now if it was not for my sister, thinks are still bad, very bad at times, but I see my sister every day she comes around cooks,talks does coffee and is constantly on the phone(sometimes this does my head in) but I understand that she is scared that I may harm myself,she has come to the doctors and psychiatrist with my giving me huge support and a hand to hold that I needed, I cant tell you in words how special she is to me, I am not actually suicidal at the moment although I still think if I got a terminal illness this would be ideal, mad I know but I am being honest, I have huge debts and on sick benefit but this is not enough to live on or enough to pay debts. I actually owe £50,000 and I know this will never be paid so I will lose my home and everything else that goes with bankruptcy, but I will always have my sister their supporting me, she has helped me financially for three months but I dont want this to continue its wrong.
Well now to my BEG, well I dont want money for my debts I understand they are way too much to ever believe I can pay them back, no the reason I want help is because later this year my sister is 50 yes the big Five O and for the last three years she has been kinda planning what she will do and where she will go, she has decided that she wants to rent a Villa in Spain and have all her friends & family come for one week, when we discussed this last year obviuosly I was always included in this week, but I do not want her paying for me its Her birthday after all, I will not be able to pay my own way and I will not be working in the next few months as I am soon to under go councilling, the truth is I dont really want to go as I am actually feeling stressed about it all, hoping it goes away, but at the same time I understand how much it means to her to have me there, I know she wont take no for an answer and will want to pay for me.
All I ask is that if anyone on here could donate so I can at least pay some part in some way to my own way.She is not going until August or September and I think it will cost around £300 as a guess maybe slightly more.
If just a little from a lot of people then I can make some head way, or if you just want to mail me if you have similar problems as I have learned that talking problems through does help.
I know its a long beg but I want you to know the background.
Thanks for reading and hopefully you can help in some small way.

Hi, I'm new to this so please bear with me.....

I am a 35 year old single mother of four beautiful children aged 10, 9, 5 and 5 months. I have a spinal injury that after many tests and consultations with Dr's and Neurosurgeons is inoperable and I now have to just 'deal with the pain', which I do, without medication, as I didn't want to add another problem to my ever growing list of health related issues that stem from the issues with my spine.

I discovered just over a year ago that I have a brother and sister (twins) who are 10 years younger than me. It was a massive shock but since finding out about each other we communicate on an almost daily basis through a social networking site and on skype and it feels like we have always known about each other. My children have no-one apart from myself and my mum and to have discovered my siblings and their children has been brilliant for us all.

We desperately want to go and see my brother and sister and their families but we need to fly and to be able to do so we all need a passport, which, having worked it out, is going to be very costly.

I have managed to find someone I know who falls into several of the categories to countersign our passport application forms so I have managed to save some money there and I have, through selling some items on ebay, managed to raise the money for all the photos to be taken and for copies of all of our full birth certificates, but the actual cost of the passports is proving harder to raise the money for.

I am embarrassed and ashamed that I am having to 'beg' for help but I do not want to go down the route of having to borrow the money from a loan company as the interest rates are astronomical and as desperate as I am to meet my siblings, I do not want to do so by getting us into debt as I spent 10 years paying debts off and we now live debt free, buying only what we can afford. We live within our means, do not holiday; in fact my children have never been fortunate enough to holiday; this is something I feel very upset about as I have many happy memories from my childhood family holidays....It breaks my heart when holiday adverts are on the television.

Any help will be gratefully received, no matter how small as we are all too aware - every penny helps!!

Thank you in advance for reading.

Hello,
This is Gautam Mandal , I live in Calcutta a city in India,
I passed my 10th in 2004 with 65% marks, and 12th 62% marks from WestBengl Govt. School Bord, And appeared in Joint Entrance Exam for Medical (Doctor), As my financial condition is bad So I did not continue my study, and trying to find some job, and got a small job, of $45 per month.And I started my study once again from Brainware institue of Hardware and Networking, and PTU. That is a BSc. Cours, my Fees is about $ 40 per month, so its not possible to continue my study once again as I run my family. My father is a poor farmer in a remote village, and I lost my mother in childhood, I have 1 brother and 1 Sister, and Friend I am in a big problem now, don't know what to do, If any one can help me to continue my study by paying 1 or 2 penny or $1 or $2 I would be great full to you through out my life. I wont ask you much, as you like you can send me my paypal id is bonddhu@gmail.com
I am awaiting for your helping hand
Thanks and Regurds
Gautam Mandal
+919143169753