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Myself and my husband have been together since i was 15 and he was 18, at 17 i gave birth to our beautiful 1st born daughter, times were hard but we got through it and went on to have another beautiful daughter and gorgeous twin boys, we have never had much money but we have all the love in the world to give. On the 13/09/09 our beautiful 1st born daughter was killed in a car crash that should never of happened, our whole lives crumbled in front of us and our lives will never be the same. I am writing on this website as i am desperate to give my hubby a wonderful 40th birthday this year, his birthday is 2 days before this horrendous anniversary so has never celebrated since that horrendous night, this year i would like it to be very special and about him but as always i haven't got the money to make this happen, all i want is to be able to maybe take him away for a few days to thank him for being the best hubbyever xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Myself and my husband have been together since i was 15 and he was 18, at 17 i gave birth to our beautiful 1st born daughter, times were hard but we got through it and went on to have another beautiful daughter and gorgeous twin boys, we have never had much money but we have all the love in the world to give. On the 13/09/09 our beautiful 1st born daughter was killed in a car crash that should never of happened, our whole lives crumbled in front of us and our lives will never be the same. I am writing on this website as i am desperate to give my hubby a wonderful 40th birthday this year, his birthday is 2 days before this horrendous anniversary so has never celebrated since that horrendous night, this year i would like it to be very special and about him but as always i haven't got the money to make this happen, all i want is to be able to maybe take him away for a few days to thank him for being the best hubbyever xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Hi i am posting on here as a last resort we have been threatened with eviction from our apartment if we dont pay our landland within the next 6 days, we both have been unable to find work due to injurys from a car crash we were both involved in (i have scar tissue in my neck which makes moving slightly extremely painful), all we have is each other and we really wont be able to survive on the streets ANY kind of contribution would be a help to keep a roof above our heads, we both would we be eternally grateful

Hi.

Thanks for taking the time to read my request. I'm 30 years old, still in college and living with my parents. I've made a lot of great accomplishments in my life with far less support than most people who make it this far. Of course, with that said I've also made plenty of mistakes.

I grew up with a single parent, and another parent who visited annually just to stir up emotions and make my life miserable. When I was 18, I decided to work really hard to lose weight so that I could join the US Air Force. I had a strict plan that I was going to follow to succeed in life.

Unfortunately my superiors in the USAF would not accommodate that plan to independence as they forced me to find my own way from the barracks to work (a 40 mi drive), so I had to immediately struggle to get my drivers licence and I had to buy a car on an Airman's paygrade.

My income wasn't enough to afford the car and gas and other living needs that I was expected to pay, so eventually I had to leave the Air Force before my term was up (under honorable conditions). I tried to work as a civilian. The transfer was tough and I was vastly uninformed about what to do and what my options were. I'm the first first generation college student of my extended family.

After some petty jobs that would each take more than 10 years to be able to earn enough to live independently, I finally found a nice nighttime custodian job that was at least simple enough for that kind of pay. I was the night time custodian, but I was also a guy to have on call at this retirement home where I worked. If people's toilets flooded or a nearly deaf resident left their tv on past quiet hours (once I could hear one through 3 floors!) I was the guy to send up to fix it.

Having my first satisfying job as a civilian, I was able to investigate community college during the day, so eventually I enrolled and tried taking a few classes while working full-time. College was my saving grace. I never felt like I belonged anywhere until I first started to take college courses in math, science, and philosophy. I found the tutoring lounge on campus, made a lot of friends there, and I spent many hours cramming and helping those in need.

This soon led to me finding financial aid, making arrangements with my parents (my mom and my stepfather) to let me go to school full-time while I lived with them, and putting in my 2 weeks notice at work to focus exclusively on school.

My counselors advised that I pick where I want to transfer to and then figure out the details of how to get there after I got accepted. I think this was bad advice. While I ended up choosing to transfer to a university that had my desired major, Biophysics, it was 60 miles away from where my parents lived. My car that I had bought when I was in the Air Force also eventually broke down from not being able to afford maintenance while I worked, and was towed away for being in the public street for too long.

Finally, I got accepted to UC San Diego to work towards a degree in Physics with a specialty in Biophysics. When it came time to transfer, I got as involved as I could on how and when I was supposed to receive the financial aid so that I could go get an apartment and everything, and my school kept telling me, "you should get it tomorrow" until about 2 weeks into my first quarter when I finally got the support.

Despite this rocky start, I managed to get into a good shape for myself, making my way slowly but surely through school. Learning a great deal. Eventually when I felt the struggle was too difficult, I changed my major to Neuroscience before I began my upper division coursework.

So, as I settled into my schooling and struggled with maintaining financial independence on financial aid, I managed to get myself into maintaining a great aquarium hobby, owned two great little kittens from a street cat program, led as president of a student organization for one year, and eventually I got married. I also carefully learned about the stock market and managed to make some great gains with money that I had invested from financial aid savings.

In 2010, my gains were over 100%. That amounted to $2000 doubling itself, but still, that says a lot about me as a trader. However, 6 months into my marriage, she said she wanted out, grabbed the car that we both paid into (most of the money was mine from stocks; $5500 worth), and refused to pay her share of 2 months rent. That happened in December of the year of 2010.

2011 was a difficult year for me. I fought hard to maintain things, especially my head, but it was tough. I lost 45 lbs from exercising regularly, made lots of new friends, and I got some volunteer work experience in a Neuroscience lab. But I just couldn't focus well enough to maintain my finances and my grades, so I had to drop out and live back with my parents.

Despite how tough it's been, not finding work, struggling with the ins and outs of the VA, and just needing a professional therapist to talk to and help me keep my head straight but never being able to get one, I've managed to recuperate well enough and learn a lot more about this bottom floor of society that I've been so desperately trying to escape my whole life.

I've gone looking for opportunity in every direction. I've tried changing my career goals, collecting recyclables, writing online, trying any online scheme that didn't include me forking out money to get it, imagining what I could write as a novel, tried to make money through playing video games, making goal after goal after goal for myself, but still just not being able to get just the right amount of money to put me back on my feet.

I'll be going back to school in April at the risk of having to do it as a homeless person if the VA doesn't pull through for me. They recently approved my 10% service connected disability status and now I need to jump over a few more hurdles to get my more significant service connected disabilities recognized. I'm also seeing what the vocational rehab people can do for me despite the bureaucratic issues that are stopping them from helping me all the way.

BTW, this whole time that I've gone through life with common lower class difficulties, I've been disabled with a number of small conditions that all add up to a hard time. I have lower back issues that the military has yet to own up to. Community college found also that I have a learning disability which makes some intellectual tasks show up as lower than average ability for me while the rest of my intellect is high enough to expect that I could easily get a Masters Degree or a PhD. My biggest difficulty in school is that they don't give me enough time to show them what I know or what I'm capable of.

From working with special needs students as a tutor, I have proven to myself that there is a major problem in the education system. Most teachers never simplify the material into a clear picture of what they want to teach. If you want someone to learn something, the last thing you should be fuzzy on is what it is exactly that you want them to learn. We can't all work like intuitive Jedi or sophisticated parrots.

If you help me out, here is a list of the priorities of what your money will go towards, in order of their priority If you would like to request that I spend your donation on a specific cause, please let me know:

1. A working cheap economic vehicle.
I need something that I can sleep in and that will take me wherever I need to go. Preferably something that can stow quite a few recyclables as well to pay for gas, but not an SUV or truck or van (Unless that's all that is cheap of course. Not likely but you never know.).
I'll aim for great gas mileage, but I'm thinking that I should attend some police car auctions to see what the cheapest deal I can find is. This car would make a great shelter for me while I return to my far away school.

2. Investing on the stock market.
Trust me, I know how to fish. If you want to send me a request for proof I'd be glad to compose some evidence of my finest moments as well as my worst to show you that I can do well for myself on the stock market, even during the recession. What I could really use right now, is a little bait. Trading is good money for me, but to make enough to make gains worth more than the commission cost (about $10), you need about $300-1000 per investment. $300 is more for the high risk lottery plays on the market. I even made a blog about it if you would like to see:
http://www.squidoo.com/TheYoungidealistEconomyBlog
If you are willing, we can arrange something personal so that you wont need to worry about me putting the money you offer at high risk and blow it all. Might even be able to arrange something where I could make money for you to prove myself before accepting your donation. Whatever the case, I know we'd have to make it a personal arrangement to satisfy the current laws.

3. Working towards paying my debts to my friends.
My friends have been really supportive through these hard times, though they are starving students themselves. To keep up my morale they've bought me food, given me a place to crash when they could, and even paid to have me join them at fun local events. I have some money that I've promised them back, and I plan on making due on those promises as soon as possible.

4. Paying off my debts with companies.
I've had times where I couldn't afford to pay for rent and had to leave, like when my wife left me to live with her parents. These issues follow me on my credit score and I would like to work towards removing them so that I can turn my life around.

5. Getting a good start towards paying off my student loans.
I know I won't be able to pay them off before I find a good career with my degree. I would just like to have something to start making some automatic payments with and put that part of my bad credit score behind me as well.

6. Buying a home.
My mom never owned a home. No offense meant to land lords out there, but I really think the rental system is way out of line. My mom was always a hard worker. Way better than me, yet she could never own a home because she didn't have the money. Meanwhile, people with money could live in great big houses for less than she even had to pay.
I want a house to own. Probably start with a condo and seek ways to improve it and flip a profit out of it. Then I want to keep building up money from housing until I can manage to build an apartment building.
If I could, I'd like to make an apartment building near a university that offers cheap housing using the Japanese capsule model or something even more economic and more comfortable.

7. Making an online tutoring site meant to offer free tutoring and tutoring for tips. Imagine a site (I have yet to know of one) where people can collect their resources on a class, much like they collect info on ratemyprofessor.com, but also seek help from others who are taking the class or who have taken the class. Donors like you can offer money to tutors who post their notes and stories on the site, alongside ratings from other students that they helped.
Some tutors can offer their rates for help, sell their notes online for cheap, or just offer their help whenever they can and ask to be tipped through paypal if someone likes their work. My hope is that such a site could help to put an end to sophistry in the college system once and for all, making education easy and affordable for everyone.

8. After I have everything I'm hoping for above, the sky is the limit. But I would prefer to put the extra money that I don't need to good uses. I would spread a little philanthropy around, give to others in need on this site and through other resources.
I'd also look to teach others how to fish. I think a great way for the economy to be fixed would be if philanthropists made some really good employee owned companies. Make the place pay for itself, skim a little off the top, and walk away knowing that you really were a job creator.
I think that everyone who is capable of work and who chooses to work deserves to have their own independent living situation. I know that we are a long way from that, but I tend to be an optimist. I would like to try and make the world a better place, if nothing else.

Aside form financial help, I'm interested in anything else that I could get that's useful. Advice, Neuroscience Career connections, work, hobby or volunteer work that can easily become lucrative, I'm really all ears. Thanks again for taking the time to read my request. I hope you find it in you to help me out, even get to know me if you'd like. Bet you $5000 I can make you laugh. Did I win? >;) it was worth a try anyway.

Hi my name is Jeff I live here in NV. I’m not sure about this, I never been in such a need for money before let alone having to ask is not easy for me, I know a lot of people are struggling. Not too long ago we had the best economy in the US, now it is the worst. Getting a full time job here is almost impossible, my wife used to be an Accountant; I use to work as a service technician for a water company. My wife got laid off 3 yrs ago and now works pt. for Jack in the Box. I got laid off 2 yrs ago. It took me 6 months just to find pt. work for a Rent a Car agency. We managed ok using are credit cards hoping things would become better. We ended using all are credit and had to file bankruptcy. To make matters worse I ended up getting fired from my pt job, Due to a sleep disorder from depression and anxiety I have, I ended up crash testing too many of our rental cars. We are now 3 months behind on our Mortgage about $2400 And to top it off our home furnace went out 2 months ago we have nothing left for any expenses, its taking everything we have left to pay our bills and child support in which I refuse to get behind on my son and wife are my life, I just wish we could feel warm again. Our furnace could be repaired for about $2000 but any donation would be very grateful. Thank you so much Jeff

I am a fighter. My story is a long one with many trials and tribulations; perhaps not much different or worse than others, I am not sure. My name is Elizabeth Newton and I live in Loveland, Colorado; the Sweetheart City and Gateway to the Rockies. I was raised by both parents in a middle class environment. I am the oldest of four, in which, three are brothers. I was a creative child who staged puppet shows and created clubs in our neighborhood. I am not sure if you remember the fuzzy sticky feet, but I made my own with left over pieces of carpet and sold them to my friends.
Moving on, I really struggled in school and got into a lot trouble. I was reckless, promiscuous, used drugs and alcohol and was dangerous. To keep it short, I dropped out in my junior year. When I reflect on those years, I remember some of what I did but mostly I forgot. I guess I felt as though I was being pulled by the strings of a puppet master whose name I now know is Bipolar.
When I turned 18 I shared an apartment with a friend. We both worked for the same nursing home and later for the Bureau of Reclamation. In was at the former job, I received my GED. I was still behaving recklessly resulting in a lot of missed work. But I was having fun being independent, partying all night but slowly losing control of my life.
I became pregnant by my boyfriend and we married several months later. My daughter is a grown woman. I then had another child four years later. Money was also a struggle. My husband wanted me to work but it did not make sense financially. I paid more for daycare then I was paid. When I found a position over the weekends, my husband refused to watch the children. That being said, I was still reckless – the mood would not go away – still a slave of the puppet master. Eventually the relationship became abusive and my husband left leaving $200 on the kitchen table. I did not have a car so I borrowed my father’s truck. I drove my father’s truck with my two small children in back to a safe house. However, it was not so safe. My husband who insulated homes, worked on the safe house. He found the truck and wrote things, I cannot mention here, on the outside of the truck. He coerced my grandmother to call me; and she did! Having to deal with these distractions kept me from focusing on me.
Good news! I was able to move into low income housing. It was a struggle to get my possessions; I took what I could. My father out of the blue wanted his truck back. My mother headed him off at the pass. I think I remember that my life settled down a bit. I enrolled in college. I loved college. In spite of this, I quit school to work from my mother at her computer store. Did I mention my parents were divorced? I am not sure it matters at this point. About six months later, the puppet master caught me and off I was again.
I had a boyfriend – I was 32 years old – and pregnant again…..This relationship was worse that the first. It included drinking, drugs, sexual and physical abuse – oh my, sigh. In the course of it all, I secured a position for one of the largest companies in Loveland. I was thrilled. I had actually come a long way. I divorced my second husband and found my own apartment.
Wow – raising three children on my own was not easy. We got by – I was able to provide what we needed. I forgot to mention I shared custody of my third child and had to pay child support. I never complained; I met my responsibility. I was performing very well at work and procured a position of a trainer. WeeHee – my new position allowed me to travel the globe. Can you imagine, me, the girl from Loveland, Colorado? During this time, I encountered a lot of problems with my ex-husband. Once, he called me at work and said he had a brain tumor. It was a joke; I did not find it funny.
I was promoted again returned to school and bought a house!!! I cannot think of the words to describe these accomplishments. I transformed from the woman driving my father’s truck to a home owner; kind of like the Home Sweet Home book. I was still partying, drinking, but not like before. The puppet master must have been on holiday. I met the man of my dreams and we married in 1998 (I think). We are still together.
The puppet master had those strings a rolling. I could and did accomplish anything. I could see what others could not. I finished school with ease and received my BA in Organization Development in 2005. What year did my story start? We bought a new home in a nice neighborhood. It is a modest home but fits us very well. I was still partying but it was not disrupting my work and home responsibilities.
CRASH! He let go – how could he let go? A woman pulled in front of us and totaled our car. I realize this does not sound traumatic, does it? I really do not know anymore. What I do know is this rocked my world. More than any other event did – and there were many. I could not recover. My performance fell down the well. I could not sleep. I drank a lot. I would even get up at night to drink because I could not sleep. The unthinkable happened. My strings let me down. I swallowed a bottle of pills. I was so afraid. I spent three days in the psychiatric hospital and two months in intensive outpatient therapy. During this time I was on short term disability. I am a fighter; I have never let my circumstances stop me. I returned to work for about two months. Nevertheless, the strings dropped again, were they ever pulled, I am not sure; I spent eight days in hospital. I was out of work again. This time when I returned to work there was no position waiting for me. I was laid off the summer of 2009. I lost it all in one short year.
Remember I am a fighter. I returned to school in July 2009 to obtain a masters degree and I graduated in early 2011. The problem? I obtained a degree and I could not use without further education. I still do not say this out loud. During this time, I landed a part time job as an instructor for students seeking their AAS Human Resources degree. I make a third of the salary I previously did. I have performed this job since April 2010. It is hard. I forget – my memory is not that good. What you have reading are the highlights of my life.
Adult children and BABIES!! Not one baby; two and a one year old. My daughter was in a bad situation in Arizona. She was pregnant with twins, had a one year old daughter, had no car and was being evicted. The dad? Let’s say there is a lot to be desired. She packed as much as she could and moved in with us. Would anyone turn a loved one away in this situation? I could not. I was still drinking. As I write this, I now realize drinking was the one constant in my life. Sad. Her pregnancy had it challenges, but I think this is common. The first snowstorm of the year, December 30th, if you can believe that for Colorado, the babies had enough; my daughter was in labor. We called 911 since the roads were bad. Several hours later we welcomed two healthy baby girls! They will be one year old soon.
New Chapter. How many do we get? My daughter and 18 year old son live with us in our modest home. We clash, how we could not. I have been telling my doctor that I am depressed, damn strings. I can’t sleep and my body hurts so badly; especially when I lay down. Oh, I forgot to mention, no drinking! I quit over a year ago. Regrettably the depression and pain are driving my every moment. I think the puppet master is on vacation. There is no hope. I have been out of work too long. We are waiting for the repo man to get our car. We are barely holding on to the house. How can everything crash so fast and so hard? I am a fighter remember. My mind is full of hopelessness. I have a note that says “Please just let me go”. I am a fighter remember. I call the crisis line. They tell me to call 911. I don’t. I go to bed. Maybe it will be better tomorrow. Not a chance. The same message is repeating over and over in my head; “please let me go”. I tell my family I am driving to the hospital. I do not want anyone to come with me. I go alone.
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I can't believe I am doing this, but I don't have anywhere else to turn. This has been one of the hardest years of my life. My husband and I lost our business at the beginning of the year, then on Easter our teenage son was hospitalized for a month in which he endured 5 operations and the amputation of part of his left foot after a motorcycle crash. Our daughter and her 3 children have had to move in with us, my husband has been in and out of the hospital this year with stomach problems and he can hardly work, he has been too ill.We have fallen behind on our mortgage payments and Green tree Servicing will not work with us anymore.We have been given a letter of default and have only a few days left to come up with the past due amount of 1435.00 I have sold anything of value that we have, there is nothing left. Dear God we have been unable to give our son and grandchildren any presents for Christmas this year, and my son is only worried that we will be homeless soon, if there is anyone out there that can help me help my family, I will be forever in your debt and one day I would love to do the same for someone else in need. Please, please help us, we have until Dec. 28th 2011 before we have our home taken from us.

Before fibromyalgia turned my life inside out and upside down I had a life, was an educator, aspiring songwriter and with goals of being an entrepreneur. Now every little thing causes my pain to hurt and crash and what I have is $7,000 in debt and disability payments that are enough to cover the basics, but not get rid of this debt that came in part to supplement public assistance as I waited to get my disability. I hope you can find it in your heart to help me get at least my peace of mind back, even if I can't get back the life I had, by helping me erase this debt. When sending donations, please put in the note, gift. Thank you.

I've been out of work since the 3rd wk of march 2007. I have a wife and 3 kids ages 12-14-15 {boy-girl-boy} theres no work in extreme N.GA at all and i have had my life threatened and dodged beer bottles on several accounts while holding an aweful humiliating sign ! Lost truck to title pawn, filed for disability, behind on rent, bills, kids need winter clothes and i really legitimately need help. I used to run a small corp. for the people that owned it and we went under with the construction crash. I been hanging in there for a long time with help and faith in the good lord. Its no picnic holding a will work for food sign in the heart of "REDNECK U.S.A" Just use your imagination and you will come close to understanding what i mean ! I'm afraid that our family bonds with one another are getting strained to the limits unless something happens soon. If this site works at all and there is anyone out there that can help at all in any way, please have a heart, thank you and god bless !!!

After leaving catering college at the age of just 20, I embarked on my career, but it was taken away along with my life just a few months later, ( im now 55 ) during college my dad died of cancer, it had been my turn to watch over him that night, I was just 15 years old, and I awoke to find that he had died during the night, his hand had locked on to mine whelst I had been a sleep, and I had to have it removed by my big sister, I cannot forget this it broke my heart,my dad was just 47 when he died, it affected me for the rest of my life.

It also profundley changed my mothers demeaner, it changed her, and I was last to leave the family home, and it was so hard.

To make matters worse only a few years ago my mother passed on, and I was away dealing with my own medical problem at the time and missed her passing on, I wanted to say goodbye, it haunts me to this day, that my parents left this world in such a manner.

I am in my late 50s now, back in the early 70s, I was a passenger in a friends car, he pulled out into the path of another car, onto a fast piece of road, and our car was hit at over 90 miles an hour. My seat belt broke with the impact, and I was thrown through the cars windscreen. I, landed on the tarmac and next the car I had been in was bulldozed over my body.

It bulldozed the other car on to my neck and chest, trapping me under it. My arms were pinned to my chest by the cars sill, and my neck was bent up against a cold granite wall, my right leg was wrapped around the back axle. I was ready to die, but held on to life with every passing breath, god must have been watching over me that night.

It took the fire crew an hour to cut me out, then it was off to the hospital, on arrival all my clothes were cut from my body, on examination it was found that my right leg was near on severed from the knee, and was hanging on by a thread of my skin.

In addition I had 4 broken ribs, severe cuts and bruises everywhere and a small spilt in my skull, this skull spilt was not significant at the time, but would go on to ruin my entire life. My mouth was full of broken windscreen glass and I was vomiting blood because of it. Back in the 70s there was no MRI scanner so I was just given an X ray of my head.

Because my leg was the main problem the little split in my skull was just left then as being nothing, but it would play a big part in my life. After being cleaned up and admitted to the ward, I settled back to a 12 week stay, and Around the 3 week mark of being in hospital, the surgeon said there was now no chance of me being able to walk again on my right leg.

I broke down in tears, cried a river and could not understand why me. During my stay in hospital my boss came in and told me he could no longer keep my position open for me. This was devastating for me, I had worked so hard at college to be a chef, and had climbed my way up the ranks to be a chef in charge.

And was now at the age of just 20 cooking in a world famous Hotel, and it was my life, I had left school only 5 years beofre the accident, and had studied at college to be a chef, now because of this crash my career was finished in one hit, my employer had spoken to the drs, who had said working in a kitchen enviroment would be to dangerous for me, so my career was over right there right then.

I now lay in the bed stunned and deeply hurt that because of this accident, I had now lost everything at the age of just twenty!. Then one day I noticed some feeling in my right legs big toe, I screamed for the nurse, and she brought along a Dr.
Over the coming weeks I fully regained the use of my right leg. Of course I thought everything was going to be alright, but from the day I left hospital some 35 years ago now to this day, I have suffered so much.

You see the knock on the head I had during the car crash, damaged the cerebellum part of my brain, a part called the cerebellum tonsil. The severe knock to my head caused the tonsil, to drop out of the cerebellum part of my brain a few mm. And for the last 35 years this part of my brain as been dropping slowley a few mm each year towards my brain stem.

The affect it as is to disturb the cerebral spinal fluid that goes around my brain. The tonsil dangles into a space where it should not be, disrupting the flow of csf, which in turns gives me a wide range of medical disorders.

I suffer with ringing sounds in both my ears every day, 7 days a week, I have headaches daily, coupled with dizziness sickness, and pain in spine and neck, some days i cant feel my legs or walk on them, some days my arms dont work, my balance is hopeless, I cant sleep for severe pain, I cry all the time in private because of the situation I have been in these last 35 years.

To look at me I look like any normal kinda guy but life as been so tough these last 35 years.
The brain surgeons that I have seen have told me that to operate as a 75% chance of death for me, so they prefer me to live with the disabilities until such a time when I become in risk of death, and then they will operate on me seeing theres no other option, this means I live with countless medical conditions all of which I have had to live with for 35 years.

These medical conditions have made my life a living hell, for 35 years ive been dizzy off balance, severe headaces, and forced to go to bed every night knowing that I could die at any given time.
I lay in bed with symptoms of my brain damage rushing all over my body, trying to think positive for 35 years, im now 55, and wish so very very much that I could have given my wife and children a proper home to live in, one we owned, in a nice area, and not to have had to rely on handouts from the goverment merely to excist.

I cry, ive cried oceans of tears in despair in private, while Ive tried to work a way out of this hell for my family and me,but of course my disabilies dont allow me to get a break, so just had to live it for 35 years, ive never stopped trying, but ive made my illness well worse, and just cant do it anymore.

I was a young man of just 20 years old, and my whole life and anyone who would be with me, had changed in the blink of an eye. We got no compensation back when I was 20, and I was a passenger!!! I got shafted by the insurance company, with no dad, and mum still grieving his death, I got ripped off by the othersides insurers. If I was able to just change one thing in my past, it would be to not except that lift in my friends car.

The worst thing about all of what happened to me is, that for the first 12 years after my accident none of the medical people we went to see knew what could be making me so very very ill, so it was hard to get any help at all, after 12 years of seeing hundreds of doctors, one of them finally!!! decided to allow me to have a full brain and spine MRI, but this same doctor had been writing in my medical records that I was a waste of time and that nothing would be found wrong with my brain.

He, had written in my medical notes that there would be no scan because it would be a waste of time, He then reluctently gave me a brain scan, and reported it has normal to my family doctor.
My wife then ordered up copies of my medical records from that doctors hospital, and we found that he had lied about my brain scan, the brain scan records stated that I had a very rare brain damage that would be caused by a trauma such as a car crash.

We can only think like our family doctor does, that the dr who had written my brain scan results to be normal, was trying to cover him self after years of writing in my medical record rubbish about me, and now seeing that I had a rare brain damage had tried to cover it up"!!!!.
I was so angry after the last 12 years of hell, and to now see that this showed that my brain had been damaged severely all those years before, and that I had been made to live in terror all those years that had just passed.

My family said we should get a solicitor to champion our case, and we did, but the one we chose was a bad one, who during our legal case was struck off for mishandling another bigger case, it was in all the newspapers, and when that solicitor was barred from practising, our case was left in such a state that no other solicitor would touch it.
We took my case to 3 other solicitors, all of which said that the 1st soliictor had ruined of chance of winning, and we were left to suffer.

All of these things have mede me so very very tired, plus heavy debt, all my medical symptoms to cope with, and tring to live on pennies, the goverment gives very small amounts to live on, it just about covers food rent and some of the other costs of life. My life, and others with me as been so hard since 20 years old, thes last 35 years feel like 200 years to my body and soul.

So many horrable things have happend to me, my whole life as been blighted from such a young age, ive tried, ive tried so hard, im tired now so very very tired,
As I write this, I find it hard to think, motavation is so hard, each day is full with pain, grief, despair, money truly is the only way we can feel a little better, but we cant get any, so its bills bills bills, we live, but we dont do any more than that.

Now its just me and my wife, who means everything to me, I want holidays and nice things in our home, but we live on pennies and are feeling the affects of what happened to myself 35 years ago. I want my wife to enjoy life the way we were ment too.

My wife helped me through every year and we have 3 wonderful children, these days its been tough trying to make a living owing to my disablement, in the early days of my children growing up, I tried with every part of my determination to make a good home for them, but we could only ever live in social housing, and it was so so hard growing up in some of the areas we had to live in.
As my health as gotten worse we took on debt to keep above water so to speak, benefits were no where enough to live on. my wife and I now owe £50,000 in loans and credit cards, all of which over the last 35 years as built up just to roof and feed our family, and pay ever increasingley high water electric and gas bills.

I have had my dignity taken at the age of just 20, 35 years ago, and have lived a hellish life of pain, and tearful memories of what I use to be. none of what happened to me was my doing, just a passenger in a car.
Any help that anyone out their can afford will help us to live a little bit better. Thanks in anticapation of anything you can afford to give, it will be used to make a better life for me and my wife thanks and good bless.

so, it's rare when i ask for help... but i need help, very real help.

i have to be in salamanca, ny before june 21st...

the reason for my needing to be in salamanca is because i need to check in with my tribe, the seneca iroquois indians...

i've been obtaining annuities for my tribe all of my life, and the check-ins are a more recent requirement that they've asked for,mostly to know that i'm alive and that i am who i say i am and not some relative claiming to be me... and in order to continue receiving, i have to show up... i've tried to explain my situation to my parents and asking them for help, but all i get out of them about it is "well, you need to get out there so you can keep getting them" and "good luck with that"... which really gets me nowhere and put's me in a pickle.

after i do this check in, i shouldn't need to do something like this ever again, so what i'm asking for is money for gas and lodging... and i think $500 should be enough, if not more than enough, to cover the cost of gas, food and lodging, but i'm not asking for all of it at once... i just need to come up with that amount BEFORE the 21st of next month

believe it or not, when i was homeless i hated asking for spare change to feed myself... and i hate having to do this now, i really wish i didn't have to do this, but after this i intend on being more responsible about my money and not spending it on silly and unnecessary items. getting the $500.00 that i need for this very last minuet and unexpected trip would bring me such joy, and it would also allow me to put myself through a crash course of "real world financial responsibility 101", which is a "class that i would love to take at this point.... please help me get to my tribal destination.

:) thank you so much for your help and aid in my time of need.

so, it's rare when i ask for help... but i need help, very real help.

i have to be in salamanca, ny before june 21st...

the reason for my needing to be in salamanca is because i need to check in with my tribe, the seneca iroquois indians...

i've been obtaining annuities for my tribe all of my life, and the check-ins are a more recent requirement that they've asked for,mostly to know that i'm alive and that i am who i say i am and not some relative claiming to be me... and in order to continue receiving, i have to show up... i've tried to explain my situation to my parents and asking them for help, but all i get out of them about it is "well, you need to get out there so you can keep getting them" and "good luck with that"... which really gets me nowhere and put's me in a pickle.

after i do this check in, i shouldn't need to do something like this ever again, so what i'm asking for is money for gas and lodging... and i think $500 should be enough, if not more than enough, to cover the cost of gas, food and lodging, but i'm not asking for all of it at once... i just need to come up with that amount BEFORE the 21st of next month

believe it or not, when i was homeless i hated asking for spare change to feed myself... and i hate having to do this now, i really wish i didn't have to do this, but after this i intend on being more responsible about my money and not spending it on silly and unnecessary items. getting the $500.00 that i need for this very last minuet and unexpected trip would bring me such joy, and it would also allow me to put myself through a crash course of "real world financial responsibility 101", which is a "class that i would love to take at this point.... please help me get to my tribal destination.

:) thank you so much for your help and aid in my time of need.

I would really appreciate a little help please. I am a 35 yr old female with a 9 year old daughter. Unfortunately we lost her father 2 years ago to a motorcycle crash. I have sold as many valuable items, I am working every possible hour of the day to make ends meet. I would love to the opportunity to take her to Disneyland before she gets to old as it was something that her dad always promised her.
Thankyou for reading my story.

I would really appreciate a little help please. I am a 35 yr old female with a 9 year old daughter. Unfortunately we lost her father 2 years ago to a motorcycle crash. I have sold as many valuable items, I am working every possible hour of the day to make ends meet. I would love to the opportunity to take her to Disneyland before she gets to old as it was something that her dad always promised her.
Thankyou for reading my story.

I would really appreciate a little help please. I am a 35 yr old female with a 9 year old daughter. Unfortunately we lost her father 2 years ago to a motorcycle crash. I have sold as many valuable items, I am working every possible hour of the day to make ends meet. I would love to the opportunity to take her to Disneyland before she gets to old as it was something that her dad always promised her.
Thankyou for reading my story.

I would really appreciate a little help please. I am a 35 yr old female with a 9 year old daughter. Unfortunately we lost her father 2 years ago to a motorcycle crash. I have sold as many valuable items, I am working every possible hour of the day to make ends meet. I would love to the opportunity to take her to Disneyland before she gets to old as it was something that her dad always promised her.
Thankyou for reading my story.

I would really appreciate a little help please. I am a 35 yr old female with a 9 year old daughter. Unfortunately we lost her father 2 years ago to a motorcycle crash. I have sold as many valuable items, I am working every possible hour of the day to make ends meet. I would love to the opportunity to take her to Disneyland before she gets to old as it was something that her dad always promised her.
Thankyou for reading my story.

I would really appreciate a little help please. I am a 35 yr old female with a 9 year old daughter. Unfortunately we lost her father 2 years ago to a motorcycle crash. I have sold as many valuable items, I am working every possible hour of the day to make ends meet. I would love to the opportunity to take her to Disneyland before she gets to old as it was something that her dad always promised her.
Thankyou for reading my story.

Hello,

I'm going to dive right into it. I've been having a hard time these past couple of months. I finished my schooling about a year ago so now all the loans I took out (about $15,000 total) have started to kick in asking for payments. I also reluctantly used my credit card during my school days to pay for day-to-day items like food and supplies. This added an additional $5,000 debt to my person.

I held a minimum wage job which enabled me to pay at least the minimum for everything all the while adding interest to the overall amount. However, my situation drastically changed within the 2 weeks around christmas. I got into a car crash that left my car completely inoperable. I lost my job the very same week. To top it off, the following week my grandma died. What adds to the problem is that my grandma died in Germany so I wasn't able to attend her funeral. That in particular hasn't been easy on me. I've been applying to at least 3 jobs a day. However, I havent been lucky yet.

My goal now is to tackle each one of my debts one at a time and decided the most aggressive debt is my credit card. I have been able to lower it a little bit with my tax return. That being said my goal is to raise $4,216 to get rid of my credit card debt once and for all.

I am a strong believer in Karma - that being said the one promise I can make is that should I one day find myself on the lucky side financially (steady job/income) I would feel the urge to remember the people helping me out here today and give back by donating to those in need - whether it be here on BegsList, a homeless person or a young person like me who fell on some hard times.

Never did I think I would be posting something like this, but like many others in this time I find myself in need of some assistance. My husband, who has worked extremely hard top provide for our family, has found himself short of work. We started out own company 15 years ago and had done very well until the market crashed. During the crash we were in the process of building ourselves a home which we now live in but we lost a lot of equity in the sale of our old house and find ourselves in a tight situation now.

I have a college degree and have been looking for a job for 2 years, but because I have been a stay at home mom, home schooling my dyslexic son, the workforce seems to believe I am not qualified for even entry level positions. I have taken a job cleaning houses for $10.00 and hour. The little bit of extra money I am making is helping with everyday needs such as groceries and gas, but it does not go far. In addition to working part time, I am responsible for three children, my son, and my niece and nephew who live with us. I am also watching my neighbors little girls in the afternoons for some extra cash.

My immediate concern is that I injured my back in March of 2010. I have ruptured a disk which is sitting on the nerve to my leg causing excruciating pain. I was doing very well and was almost better until last week when I injured my back again, worse than the first time. I am unable to work my job or to watch the girls and now we have lost what little money I did make. I now have to have surgery, it is no longer an option, but because we are short on money and run our own business, we do not have any health insurance.

The hospital wants $5600.00 up front, the surgeon, $1600.00 and the testing for pre operation adds up to about $550.00. I can cover the $550.00 but as for the rest of it…

I have been tough for as long as I can, trying to avoid the surgery, but at this point the only way I can function is to take a lot of prescribed narcotics which then prevents me from driving.

I hope that someone out there could have some compassion for my situation and offer some help to me. The children are suffering and missing activities, my husband is stressed from working and taking care of my responsibilities, and I am feeling sad and useless.

My husband and I are constantly helping others who are less fortunate than us (i.e. my niece and nephew), but this time we need the help and only hope someone can reciprocate the favor. Thank you in advance for considering to help and I wish you well in all your endeavors.

After losing most of my retirement in the 2000 market crash, my working career was cut short due to health problems in 2008. After exhsusting every other means of finding extra income, I was thankful to find this site. Without a doubt there are people who can relate to what loss of a job does to threaten your very existence. I am taking care of my 81 year old mother with dementia. We exist on food stamps and having enough to eat is a real concern. This year will be the most difficult and any emergency will cause a serious crisis. Thank you for your kindness.

We are a family of six. My husband got laid off and has applications in at everyplace in town but the job market is not the greatest right now. Rent is past due for this month and the electric needs to be paid. We have no place to go if we are evicted. Our town is medium sized with no homeless shelters and 6 people can't just go crash at a friends house. Please any little bit helps, even if you can't give money prayer to God is a powerful thing.

Hi there

Me and my sister recently lost both of our parents in a nasty car crash and it has left use in debt by 1,300 we need to pay it off by the 1St December and as we don't have any family members alive we having to struggle really bad

I have always wanted to give money away. Whenever I have dreamed of winning on the football pools or lottery, one of the things I've always wanted to do with my winnings is to be able to hand out cash to total strangers who looked like they genuinely need it. Not huge amounts, but lots of small amounts, to individuals that I spot day by day. Not to apparent wastrels. Just enough to make someone's day. And to do so without waiting around to be thanked. I would
hand the money over in a sealed envelope with an anonymous note inside, explaining that there's no catch, that it's money I've obtained honestly and which is surplus to my needs, and that it's now theirs to spend on whatever. It wouldn't be accompanied by any promotional material or pious text. I would like to be able to do that almost every day. Anonymously and unobtrusively.

I know what it feels like to be poor. I was 6, with 3 younger sisters, when our Dad died in a car crash. My mother worked her socks off to keep hold of our modest home, and to feed and clothe us. We never had luxuries such as holidays or smart toys or a car. Occasionally individuals would help us - by gifting firewood or a bucket of coal, or vegetables from their garden. I've never forgotten their generosity. They were mostly people
who didn't have much themselves.

I am now into my sixties. I get by. But I don't have money to spare beyond paying the basic household bills. Give me some money, if you can spare it - and I will share it. Some of it I will keep for myself, but most of it I will take great pleasure in handing out. The more I get, the more I
will give - and the greater the pleasure I will get from doing so (I know that because I have done it before, at times when I was slightly better off than now).

I have always wanted to give money away. Whenever I have dreamed of winning on the football pools or lottery, one of the things I've always wanted to do with my winnings is to be able to hand out cash to total strangers who looked like they genuinely need it. Not huge amounts, but lots of small amounts, to individuals that I spot day by day. Not to apparent wastrels. Just enough to make someone's day. And to do so without waiting around to be thanked. I would
hand the money over in a sealed envelope with an anonymous note inside, explaining that there's no catch, that it's money I've obtained honestly and which is surplus to my needs, and that it's now theirs to spend on whatever. It wouldn't be accompanied by any promotional material or pious text. I would like to be able to do that almost every day. Anonymously and unobtrusively.

I know what it feels like to be poor. I was 6, with 3 younger sisters, when our Dad died in a car crash. My mother worked her socks off to keep hold of our modest home, and to feed and clothe us. We never had luxuries such as holidays or smart toys or a car. Occasionally individuals would help us - by gifting firewood or a bucket of coal, or vegetables from their garden. I've never forgotten their generosity. They were mostly people
who didn't have much themselves.

I am now into my sixties. I get by. But I don't have money to spare beyond paying the basic household bills. Give me some money, if you can spare it - and I will share it. Some of it I will keep for myself, but most of it I will take great pleasure in handing out. The more I get, the more I
will give - and the greater the pleasure I will get from doing so (I know that because I have done it before, at times when I was slightly better off than now).