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hi please help me since i left school age 16 iv been employed as a road worker im now 24 and have had in all that time 4 days off work total. I work 6 days a week 7.00 til 5.00 and i work to the best of my ability never causing trouble to make sure i can afford the important things like food rent heating and have never asked for a handout but just before xmas i started experiencing trouble with my breathing and get a bad cough. I couldnt afford to take time off work as i dont get sick pay and any medical visits our also none payable so i jsut fort through the trouble and it started to get better until last weekendf when my breathing trouble got a lot worse to the point that as my fiancce drove me to the hospital i was unable to talk and was close to passing out due to lack of oxygen on arrival i was russhed into a and e and into the medical assement unit where i remained for the next 4 hours i was then moved onto a ward and told that i had pnemonia and that i would be required to stay in hospital for 3 days and then would have to rest at home for a further 2 weeks meaning i would miss 15 days of work and 15 days of pay. Unfortunatly i work in a company where alot of workers would abuse the sick pay benefit so it got written out of our contracts years ago. i was never one to do this but if i wanted to keep my job i was forced to sign this contracrt now im worrying if i dnt go back to work now i wnt be able to afford rent food heating but also if i do go back i may make myself worse and end up back in hospital its catch 22 please if you can give anything i would be grateful. thanks you in advance

PLEASE HELP ME SAVE MY HOME. i AM DISABILED. I DROVE A TRAIN FOR 16 YEARS. A DRUNK WOMAN FELL UNDER MY TRAIN AND ENDING MY CAREER. I HAVE PTSD. I HAVE PETS AND NEED HELP GOD BLESS YOU!

I have a chauffeur's license. Used to have a CDL-A NT. I drove IN, IL, NE, OK, KS, MT, CO, IA, WY, MO, KY, TN, MI, PA, OH, NC, SC, and Canada.
I am from Goshen, IN.
Greg Sell
60788 CR 27
Goshen, IN 46528
1-574-214-9731
Thank You and May Jesus Bless

Ever since I moved out of my mother's home and to my father's apartment, my credit score has dropped from 708 to a 544. My mother never properly taught me how to manage my finances and my father never had to be responsible for anything in his life. The one thing they did drill into my head was the importance of education even though neither one of them could contribute to my tuition. At the age of 19 I had a job, two credit cards, a checking account, and a student loan in my name. The move away from my mom drove me into a state of depression and i lost my job, stopped attending classes and barely went outside. Because of my lack of employment I was not able to make the minimum payments of any of my student loans or my credit cards. All of my accounts closed and I had no other choice but to turn to Public Assistance.
Soon after my father lost his job and we were kicked out of his apartment due to his non payment of the rent for the 6 months that I stayed with him. I had no other choice but to live in a women's shelter because neither of my parents could house me and I had no friends who I could live with.
The silver lining in my story has been my ability to get a job that helped me get the studio apartment I currently reside in. The reason why I am here is to ask the assistance of anyone who could help me catch up with my rental payments since I got injured at my job in November. My landlord is threatening to evict me within the coming months and I have no where to go.
What I need to avoid going back to the shelter is $5000. Anything is more than appreciated. Thank you for listening to my story.

September 2011: Had a nearly fatal motorcycle accident on Lucent Blvd. in Denver. The events leading up to the accident I am unclear of, all I remember is waking up underneith a car and couldnt move. I remember the ambulance showing up to extricate me. Apparently I had a shattered pelvis and a broken humorus. I also sustained another concussion. I never was a big fan of the helmet, in fact very rarely did I wear one. I just happened by chance to decide to wear one that day, if I hadnt I'd be dead. It used to be that I struggled to survive, now I struggle to exist. This account is by my wife:

On September 28th, 2011
My husband Trevan had an accident on is his way to an Interview and he was going on Lucent to get on to the highway on C470 and was not able to see with the dew on the street and sun glare. He didn’t see the car at the stoplights, going on to C470. Didn’t know or see that it was stopped at the light. The sun was so bad that he slammed right into the person in front of him and went over the handlebars of the motorcycle and over the person’s car and was found underneath the car. The Paramedics found him under the person’s car and had to pull him out from under it.

I got a call about 8:15 am from the fire department letting me know that my husband was in an accident. I was so scared I was trying to get my son ready for school and get my daughter ready to so I could take him. I was told that he was taken to Littleton Hospital and that I can call over there and get info on how he is doing. Instead of me calling the ER the ER nurse called me and gave me some info about what they are doing and what ER room they are taking him to. They took some x-rays and he couldn’t be moved because they were not sure about his back. So they did the x-rays in the ER. That is what the nurse told me that they were doing and that he was stable. The nurse also said if I could get to the hospital as soon as I could, it would be a good idea to come since the police and fire department was still there. I told her I would try. I called my mother in law to let her that her son was in an accident and I called my mom. There were other people that I called too. When I got there and I had to park so far in the back of the hospital that I had to ask for directions to get to the ER from the outpatient so I could be there with my husband. When I got there it was very hard to see what he looked like. He had a neck brace on and his left arm was all wrapped up like a present. He had a big gash on the inside of his right leg that was pretty wide and you could see the fat and it kept on bleeding. They would not take off the brace from his neck because they didn’t know what else was going on with him. I met the ER doctors and they told me that he is in quite bit of pain, and that he was starting to not know what happened off and on. I tried to see if he could tell me himself but could not remember. One of the ER doctors was very concerned about the blood in his urine so they took him to another place in the hospital to do some more tests on him. My mom in the mean time called me and told me that she was on her way to be at the hospital with me for support, I told her that I really need some comfort and to keep it together. When she got here Trevan was not yet taken to get tested yet so my mom said hi to him and ask him questions. Then with the ER nurses came in to take him for the tests my mom ask the nurse what kind of test that they were going to do on him and they said it is to check for internal bleeding. When Trevan was taken back we went to sit in the waiting room in the ER. My mom kept asking me questions but I could not answer any of them, because I have not been told about any thing besides what the nurse told me on the phone before I got there. I ask the nurses that were still around they’re about where his belonging were because I needed to know if his wallet and other things like ring and glasses was there. They handed me the beg that had his wallet and other things that they took off of him. I took the beg with me so I could go through it and see if every thing was still with him. His wedding band was in there his wallet was in there and socks and helmet was there too so I took it with me out to the waiting room. There was also a ticket that the police left in it too. My mom took a look at it to find out what all happened. It just said it was his fault but we didn’t think it was his fault, but later on we did fine out it was his fault but we took care of it for him while he was in the hospital. While we were waiting Trevan’s mom came with my daughter to see him but he was still not back in the Trauma room. After a while they finally moved him to a room so we all went there. They took him to the ICU and we had to keep our hands clean at all times coming and going. Trevan was put on many powerful pain medicines for the pain. He was put on dilaudid and he was on that for a while but then he was inching so bad that they took him off of that and put him on morphine he was a little better but still was itching like crazy.

Doug and Jan drove out here on Wednesday night they didn’t stop except for brakes and gas but they drove all the way through so could see Trevan. They arrived at the hospital at 3:30 am. Trevan didn’t remember that his dad and step mom came to see him the first night. I told him twice that they were here and he just didn’t remember it. Every one came to see Trevan everyday Doug and J, Karen and John Hager, Kehli, his mom Beverly. Doug and Jan were here for four days and they were here also for the surgery. We had a lot of people in the waiting room Beverly and our kids, me, and Doug and Jan. I was happy that I had that many people there with me because I was very upset.

October 1st 2011
Trevan had his surgery on both the pelvis and the humerus bone. The doctor started with his pelvis first he said it was the quick one and that Trevan didn’t loose much blood with that one. Then the doctor moved Trevan to another table to do the other part of the surgery. He lost a little bit of blood when they did his surgery on the arm they had to give him two pints of blood. The doctor did come out to tell us the update as he did them and how everything was going. He showed us before and after x-rays. The doctor did a great job of fixing Trevan up. Then after the surgery was done he was in recovery room for about an hour and a half. They moved Trevan to his room afterwards and he still was not doing hot. He kept saying that the room was moving and it made him sick. He tried to keep his eyes closed but it made him even feel worse. He also kept asking for ice chips which I feed to him as much as I could. He was better by the evening, he didn’t feel dizzy any more. Family kept coming to see him and tell him that they love him and pray that he will heal quickly. I stayed with him every night after the surgery to keep an eye on how he was doing. He didn’t remember a lot of things, which in some ways it is good but in some ways it is bad. I think a lot of it had to do with the pain medicine that the doctors was giving him. A nurse told me that it could happen with the medicine could make you forgetful depending on what kind of pain medicine.

October 4th 2011
While Trevan was at the hospital he did fall. He hit his head agents the closet that was in his room. The nurses found him on the floor. They did say that when he fell he landed on his right side and that they don’t think he hurt him self, but he did hit his head when he went down. I asked them if they were going to see if he did any damage, and they said that he didn’t and couldn’t do that much damage because the way he fell. I asked them if he hurt any thing else and the nurse they checked him over and asked him questions and didn’t see any evidence that he had any more damage to what he already had. I asked to if they did any test to see. They said they didn’t do any other tests on him because they didn’t want him to be exposed to any more radiation from the x-ray machine. He was getting out of bed by his self with out any help, which he was not supposed to do that. That is why when he fell they put a bed alarm on his bed so they would know at all times that he gets up, for his safety.

October 5th 2011
During that time while he was a Littleton hospital they were trying to find a rehab place for him so he can start getting back on his feet. They did find one and they had him transferred from Littleton to Porter hospital. Before he left I told him that I would see him later that evening and so will his mom and kids. He said ok and they he was gone. That evening Beverly and the rest of us call daddy from his mom’s phone to let him know that we are coming to see him but we were going to stop and get something to eat on the way up to the hospital. Then while we were eating at Wendy’s he calls me on my cell phone and asks if we were still coming I told him yes. I asked him did you even remember that we called you before and told you that we were coming he said no he didn’t remember. While he was on the phone with me still we asked him if he wanted us to bring something for him. He said yes. We brought him a hamburger and a frosty. When we got to the Porter hospital and got to his room we noticed it was very small and odd shaped. He had a window but in the wrong place or the room was just in the worst place. It looked like a bad shaped L and had no flow to it. I asked Trevan on how he was doing and he said tired and in pain. I said you just been through a lot and it will take a while to heal. Then we gave him is food and let him eat while we also talked to the nurses that were taking care of him there. We also ask that if there was a way for a cot to be put in there so I could stay with him some of the times. They said yes that they will get one in the room the next time I come up to see him. I said thanks. They also had a bed alarm on his bed and his wheel chair that he was using. I am happy that they had that on there but the moment that he got up to use the urinal that the alarm went off. And he didn’t feel comfortable with them always coming in and him not able to potty when he wanted too. When he is in the bed but keep it on when he is in the wheel chair because he could not remember to lock his brakes before he transferred form the wheel >chair to bed or just getting up to stand.

October 6th 2011
Trevan calls him mom to get my number to be able to call me. He talked to her for a while and he also asked if we were coming to see him, and also asked if we knew where he was. His mom said yes she knew and asked him if he remembered that we were the other night. He said no and also said that we weren’t there to see him. Which we were there but he just didn’t remember that we were all there his son and daughter me and his mom. He forgot the entire evening and event that we even were there to see him the night before. His mom said to him that we were all coming to see you again tonight so we will see you later. The same day I went to take our van to get the oil changed in it and found out that there was a clucking sound and they told me that it was not safe for me to keep driving it. They said about a week or two would be all I should drive it. I called my dad and asked if he knew any one that I could take my van to get an idea on how much it would cast to get it fixed. This was all the same day that I was going to see Trevan at the hospital. They didn’t want me to drive it anymore until it was fixed. So Beverly had to take me back and forth to and from the hospital for a while. After Beverly got off work we all got in to the car and drove up to the hospital. We asked the nurses if there was any way for Trevan to watch movies other than watching TV all the time. They said yes and told us there is a TV, VCR that is on a cart that can go into their room to watch movies and only VHS tapes only no DVD’S. So mom went into the lunchroom and looked at all the movies and wrote down all the ones that Trevan would be interested in watching. After she was done she brought the list to Trevan to see and to know that he had choices. Then we went home and told Trevan that we will see him later the next day. Then said our good-byes.

October 7th 2011
There was a lot of thing going on this day that I don’t want to go through again. I had to take my van to a place that my sister in law told me about. I made my appointment with them the day before and they wanted me to bring it back today and get it fixed. They even said that it was not safe at all. I left it with them to fix it in the morning. Then I came back home and had more things to do. I had to run around back and forth using my mother in laws car which was ok she was taking care of my daughter and my niece so I got thing done and I was able to relax a little bit. We all went to see Trevan that evening. We had to go and pick up my van after we picked up dinner. Then we left to see Trevan. When we got there into Trevan’s room he looked really tired and in a bit of pain. We got an extra hamburger so we gave it to him so he could eat it. Of course he at it all up. I changed the channel and found shreck the movie and we all watched that with Trevan. The nurse cam in to see how he was doing. He said that he needed more pain medicine, also needed to have his depends changed. The kids and grandma left outside the room while he was getting changed. After he got settled again the kids came back in and they were getting rowdy so I ask Beverly to take the kids home. They gave their daddy a kiss and left. That night I stayed with him and he kept on asking if the nurse had given him his pain medicine. I told him yes that they did give you your medicine. I asked him if even remembered it and he said no. He asked me 4 other times to while I was there. When it was time for him to have another dose of medicine I said to use the call button that is what it is there for instead of me always running in and out of his room to let the nurses know that he needed more medicine. I stayed with him all night it was very hard for me to hear. When Trevan would fall to sleep he would start dreaming and breathing heavy then wake up crying and then fell back to sleep. It would go on about 5 times at night. I think it was nightmares and when he wakes up he would not remember any of it.

October 8th 2011
The nurses were coming into see how Trevan was doing. He had his breakfast and pain medicine. After breakfast the therapist came in to take him to do some therapy stuff. He worked on the ramp with wheel chair going up and down with keeping control with his feet. The first round was 35 minutes. Then comes back and rests for a half-hour and goes again for 30 minutes. Then he came back and rested and had lunch. Then he went with another therapist and goes and has a shower, but after a while he came back. The nurses told me when they came back with Trevan that the cut on the inside of the right leg came open while they were helping him with his shower. He lost a little bit of blood but it hurt him quite a bit. So two nurses came back. One was pushing him and the other on putting pressure on the wound. When he was back in the room he looked like a ghost, and looked very tired. Then his nurse came in to put a different kind of bandage on his leg. By the end of the day he had color back in his face and was doing better. That day and evening he didn’t know that I was staying with him. I was with him at the hospital since Friday night, to Sunday evening. I will be going home on Sunday night.

October 9th 2011
The nurses and doctors decided not to have therapy because Trevan gave them a scare. So they just let him rest and let the wound heal some more before he did any more. I watched him sleep and he has the bad dreams again all day, and all night. I woke up every time he had the dreams. I counted how many times he would wake up and go to sleep again. It was hard to hear too. When he did wake up I would ask if he remembered any of it. He would say No. I did let the nurses know what was going on with Trevan and also asked him to keep an eye out and check on him. I also asked them to keep a record of it too. I left the evening so I could take care of my kids the next day. My mother in law had to work and had to keep Sarah with me. I said my good-byes. I asked the nurses to keep me in formed on how he did through the night.

October 10th 2011
Trevan told me that he had therapy and that he was in some pain. He was up in the wheel chair and bed. He was learning how to put socks and underwear, shorts and shirt on by him self with out help and doing it all by with one hand. He did OK is what he said. It is hard for him to remember which arm to do in first. The nurses said try to remember left first than over the head than right arm. Then put your glasses on so you can see. He said he would try to remember. Then I went home. He also saw the doctor and asked for Ibuprofen.

October 11th 2011
I got to the hospital to see Trevan about 7ish. He looked tire but also happy to see me. He said to me when I can in “I was wondering when you were going to be here” I said I had to take care of the kids first. In the morning he did therapy then he has lunch and after he had lunch he did some more activities he had u ride outside and played scrabble to get his mind working on thinking. That is what he did during the day when I was not there to see him during the day Trevan had therapy and looked somewhat tired when I got there, he was also in his wheel chair. He ate all the tacos that his mom got for him. After we got done eating he was in a lot of pain. He asked for more pain medicine and he could not get any more ibuprofen. So they gave him percocet for the pain. All we did while I was there with him we talked and watched TV together. Was late when I left to go home and care for my kids.

October 12th 2011
I went to see Trevan about 7ish again. He did a lot of thing in the morning it was all written down so I knew what he did. Which he was to do every day for his memory issues that he has. He had breakfast then he had PT. He did exercises with his legs. ST. tested him it scored 20 out of 25 on the cognitive tests. Then he did some transferring using one leg, 2-½ lbs. on the other leg (right leg all weight and partial weight on the left.) After lunch he did the walker, wheel chair, shower, teeth and hair. All of this info that I keep getting is what he writes down for his memory reminder. I took a look at him and asked him how he is doing, He said he is in a bit of pain. A lot of pain was mainly in the arm. He asked for some pain medicine and he started to fall to sleep. So I told him that I would head home and take care of the kids. He said to tell them that he loves them. I said ok.

October 13th 2011
Just reading his report that he wrote. He did getting in to his wheel chair to go to the toilet, Independence Square and weight. That was his activities during the day and he also had another stitch pop and his leg started bleeding again. That is what he told me. It is covered with gaze. I was happy that they did put that on there to protect it better. He has been sleeping better. They aren’t using the walker with the plate form because of his bad left arm. He is balancing so much better on his right leg which I am very proud of him. I noticed while I was there he didn’t remember that he had his pain medicine which they did give it to him. But they could not give him any more until 9:15 PM. And it was about 8:20 PM when he asked for more pain medicine.

October 14th 2011
Trevan woke up around 5:45 am having pain in his arm and needed to be changed. Found out that Dr. Bess has not released him from putting more weight on his left leg. It will be 30% weight for a while. At a little bit after 9 this morning went for a wheel chair walk. He sat in the wheel chair and used his right foot to move him forward and his right hand also help him to move forward in the direction that he needs to go. He went around the hallway twice. Then after he did that he came back to his room, so after that another person came in and took him down to the shower. Both of us were in the shower room with the nurse getting him ready and helping him stand only on one leg. He could not put much weight on the left leg. After every thing was off the therapist helped him sit on the shower/ tub chair. We both helped him get cleaned up, but we made sure he did most of the cleaning up. He did well at listening to me and stayed seated until we needed him to stand to pull up his pants. He only used his right leg to stand on and his right arm to pull up. I told him if he comes home he is going to have to listen and wait until I can come and help him. I didn’t want him to fall again and end up in the hospital again. After the shower we went back to his room to rest for a few minutes. Then he went to do more moving therapy. He did hopping on the right leg and using the parallel bars with the right arm to and from the wheel chair. Then he did some bumping up and down on the stairs. They would not do any more of them for a while because it tired him out so much. We did not know when he would be able to come home yet. We were going to have someone come by to take a look at the house and see if he can come home. Right now it is set for wed. But it is not set in stone. I am planning to stay the night again and leave about 8:15 am to watch my daughter. Then I will be back to stay with him again that evening.

October 15th 2011
This is what Trevan did for the day, leg/ hip exercises, control wheelchair up and down ramp. ST- did memory strategies, put a picture with info, and writing down notes. OT- watched him do his brushing his teeth, getting dressed, independence square (cashier, shop, and sandwich) memory. That is what he did and also found out he has a urine infection. He slept a little bit, was up having to go to the potty all night, had to remind him mot to put any weight on his left leg. He said that he was not but I doubt it. I was watching him. After he was done he was always putting weight on the left leg every time he pushed his butt back in the bed. I am very worried about that. I did tell the nurses to keep an eye on him that he was having issues with him having to pee all the time. Since he had the infection. They said that they would keep watch and see how he does through the night.

October 16th 2011
Trevan had a bad day at remembering this day. I just don’t remember what he forgot because I was also very tired this day also.

October 17th 2011
We brought Trevan home to do the home inspection so we could find out what we all needed to do and what to get for the house, so Trevan can come home. We didn’t want him to get injured any more than what he is now. When we got to the house the two nurses had to lift him and the wheel chair up the stairs since we didn’t have the ramp up quite yet. We did tell them it would be up once we know what day we could get help. While Trevan was still sitting in the wheel chair he had to use the restroom. He did try to get in the restroom which he did do just fine, but when he was ready to get back out and into the wheel chair he almost fell in to the wheel. So they deiced not to have him use the small bathroom.

Hey, here is my story in the short form. Was in a lifelong committed relationship that lasted 22 years from the time I was 18, married in 1993 and had to flee in 2007 when my husband became violent towards me again. During a family camping trip he came at me and slammed me up against a motorhome and grabbed me by the back of my neck and squeezed it very very hard. Once he passed out in his truck I grabbed both kids and the family dog put them in the minivan and drove to a friend's house where the children and I would be safe as he did not know where we were.
The physical violence had stopped for many years before the marriage so I felt that my love had "HEALED ALL HIS WOUNDS" I was so wrong and fled with our kids the very first time he became physical against me again. I was a stay at home Mom when I fled from him the first time he became violent again. I had no job and he never again deposited his checks in our joint account to cover "our" current debt.
I always thought (and was told by many others) that he would be held accountable for 50% of all the joint debt that WE had racked up over the last 22 years.
WRONG! He/She who has the highest paid attorney will be able to pull you in to court every 2 weeks until the one with the less money breaks.
I work hard but put my kids first. Their Father leaves the USA on average for 6 months a year and misses any visits with his kids during his absence. He also does not pay his court order payments on time.

I was hit by a drunk driver over a year ago and lost my highest grossing job because I was unable to work for 6 months and a few months ago 2 other jobs I had were forced to let me go as they could no longer afford to keep me on.

Please help me save the only house my kids have known. The market has dropped and I have been upside down for 2 years now.
The house will go into foreclosure in the next 60 days if I can't raise the funds needed.

I hope you can find it in your heart to spare even just $1.00 to help me keep a roof over the kids head also to send out a short prayer for me to find a job would also be much appreciated.
Thank you for whatever you can spare.

Hey, here is my story in the short form. Was in a lifelong committed relationship that lasted 22 years from the time I was 18, married in 1993 and had to flee in 2007 when my husband became violent towards me again. During a family camping trip he came at me and slammed me up against a motorhome and grabbed me by the back of my neck and squeezed it very very hard. Once he passed out in his truck I grabbed both kids and the family dog put them in the minivan and drove to a friend's house where the children and I would be safe as he did not know where we were.
The physical violence had stopped for many years before the marriage so I felt that my love had "HEALED ALL HIS WOUNDS" I was so wrong and fled with our kids the very first time he became physical against me again. I was a stay at home Mom when I fled from him the first time he became violent again. I had no job and he never again deposited his checks in our joint account to cover "our" current debt.
I always thought (and was told by many others) that he would be held accountable for 50% of all the joint debt that WE had racked up over the last 22 years.
WRONG! He/She who has the highest paid attorney will be able to pull you in to court every 2 weeks until the one with the less money breaks.
I work hard but put my kids first. Their Father leaves the USA on average for 6 months a year and misses any visits with his kids during his absence. He also does not pay his court order payments on time.

I was hit by a drunk driver over a year ago and lost my highest grossing job because I was unable to work for 6 months and a few months ago 2 other jobs I had were forced to let me go as they could no longer afford to keep me on.

Please help me save the only house my kids have known. The market has dropped and I have been upside down for 2 years now.
The house will go into foreclosure in the next 60 days if I can't raise the funds needed.

I hope you can find it in your heart to spare even just $1.00 to help me keep a roof over the kids head also to send out a short prayer for me to find a job would also be much appreciated.
Thank you for whatever you can spare.

Hey, here is my story in the short form. Was in a lifelong committed relationship that lasted 22 years from the time I was 18, married in 1993 and had to flee in 2007 when my husband became violent towards me again. During a family camping trip he came at me and slammed me up against a motorhome and grabbed me by the back of my neck and squeezed it very very hard. Once he passed out in his truck I grabbed both kids and the family dog put them in the minivan and drove to a friend's house where the children and I would be safe as he did not know where we were.
The physical violence had stopped for many years before the marriage so I felt that my love had "HEALED ALL HIS WOUNDS" I was so wrong and fled with our kids the very first time he became physical against me again. I was a stay at home Mom when I fled from him the first time he became violent again. I had no job and he never again deposited his checks in our joint account to cover "our" current debt.
I always thought (and was told by many others) that he would be held accountable for 50% of all the joint debt that WE had racked up over the last 22 years.
WRONG! He/She who has the highest paid attorney will be able to pull you in to court every 2 weeks until the one with the less money breaks.
I work hard but put my kids first. Their Father leaves the USA on average for 6 months a year and misses any visits with his kids during his absence. He also does not pay his court order payments on time.

I was hit by a drunk driver over a year ago and lost my highest grossing job because I was unable to work for 6 months and a few months ago 2 other jobs I had were forced to let me go as they could no longer afford to keep me on.

Please help me save the only house my kids have known. The market has dropped and I have been upside down for 2 years now.
The house will go into foreclosure in the next 60 days if I can't raise the funds needed.

I hope you can find it in your heart to spare even just $1.00 to help me keep a roof over the kids head also to send out a short prayer for me to find a job would also be much appreciated.
Thank you for whatever you can spare.

Hie my name is Robert i never did this before so here i go. Im a soldier in the united states military,I served for three years in the army and sence i been in all i delt with was people screwing me over. Im still in the army but after my wife left me my finances had takin a big hit. I need help to get my car back so i can get to work and do what i need to do so i can better serve my country. i bought a car from a dealer were i live. For 60 days it drove fine no problems at all. But out of nowhere i needed a cps change and oil change. After getting the oil change my car wasn't working properly anymore. i had gotten it towed to a certified mechanic and they told me the people i took the car to put the wrong oil in the vehicle destroying everything. Engine, hoses, gaskets, clamps, everything. it needed a whole new rebuild. after wards i was slapped with a 6800 dollar bill. I tried paying it down but something always come up where i couldn't. I need help. I took the shop that put the wrong oil in my car to court even with the evadence, but the judge ruled against me, all because i didnt have anybody come and testify on my behalf. is this really what i get for being a soldier. if there is anybody please help me.I looked for a long time for help but can't seem to find any. And i thank you in advance.

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.
Hospital

So here goes nothing. I'm currently a 22 year old woman who has dug herself a hole. I am a poster child for bad spending habits and self absorbed youth. I currently have racked up 40000$ in debt from student loans credit cards a car loan and one very expensive traffic fine. I used to work in construction and was able to afford all my bills but when I was 20 I decided to go to school so I quit my
Great paying Job and ventured into the academic
World. I did my
First year and HATED it. Afterwards there were no jobs available so I went back to hospitality. I work as a restaurant manager full time but barely make enough to pay my regular bills let alone my debt. I live paycheck to paycheck and constantly worry about money. It depresses me so bad to think at 22 I might have to file for bankruptcy. And on top of all that I got caught driving with no insurance (I lived in a small town and only drove to the store). It was a stupid choice but my insurance was so high that I mostly walked to where I needed to get except when it was too cold or late at night. Either way the judge slapped me with a 5700$ ticket for my
Stupidity. The ticket had a year for repayment. I was given the option to work it off but due to my regular Job I was unable to without losing my income. I scrolled and scraped for the year. Eating basically tuna and pb&j sandwiches and having no social life. I managed to pay only about 1400$. Sad I know but remember I barely make enough to pay my bills. After having the payment date delayed by another 3 months I knew it was hopeless. My
Credit is shot my debt ratio is too high and I have no one
To turn to for a loan. As of November 1st there Is a bench warrant for my arrest. I am quite terrified because this Is a stay or pay warrant so if I'm ever picked up I either need to pay the remaining 4300 or sit in jail for 3 months. I'm a young woman with no criminal record I never even got a suspension in high school. If this were to happen I would also lose my Job and ultimately my home and all my bills would fall 3 months behind. The fear of this keeps me
Awake at night because it's terrifying. This one mistake could cost me so much in the end. I have looked at every option as to getting a loan but to no avail. So now I turn to begging for help. Please help me pay this ticket off so I can try and get on with my life without the fear of going to jail for sometbing so silly. If ever I needed a miracle it is now. If anyone has it in tneir hearts to help me I would appreciate
It so much. I don't want to feel like a criminal any longer

Dear Sir or Madam,

As compared to some of the really sad and trying requests on this site mine seems so trivial. Unfortuneately I still need your help.
I sold one of my puppies last year to who I thought would be a wonderful home. I was wrong and my puppy has had to pay the price for my bad choice.
I do have a 100 percent take back on all my dogs regardless of age. Her owners just had a new baby and were not paying attention to her (Bella). Bella contracted a unrinary tract infection which they did not do anything about.
By the time they called me her temperature was 106 degrees and she was staggering. I drove two hours to pick her up at 10pm at night and took her to the Universtiy Vet Hospital close to my home. We arrived there at 3am.
It was a $2000.00 bill when they finally released her. If the owners had done their job it would have been $160.00 and 10 days of antibiotics. I have insurance on my guys but these people had nothing and they do not want to pay.
My husband and I are undergoing a seperation right now and I just don't have the $3000.00 this is going to come to when it is all done.
Bella is doing wonderful right now and I am looking for another forever home for her. She does have kidney damage and we are still testing to see how bad and if she is going to fully recover. Each of those visits is $150.00 and she needs to go once a month for a minimum of 6 months.
Please help and I thank each and everyone of you for reading my request and God Bless.

Regards
Cheryle and Bella

We are all here for the very same reason, we need assistance & we need help. This is a little different for me as previously I had been the one linking others who were in need of assistance. I guess now it's my turn to walk in my client's shoes.

I've always found that when the smoke clears the situations we have faced and overcome were "end of the world" situations at the time. When actually, these situations ended up being not as bad as we originally anticipated. I have never asked others for anything no matter how bad things got for me and my family. Somehow things always find a way of working themselves out. I am the type of person that believes most things in this world happen for a reason.
I will not bore you all with my so called "Sob" story as I know there are others out there that are in need of financial assistance far worse then I am. I know this will be a long shot, but at this point I really have nothing else to lose. So here it goes, I am a 32 year old mother of 2 amazing boys, 15 and 8. I recently separated from my husband. We have been together for 7 years and only married for 1. He currently lives in FL & I am residing in MN. The reason for our separation was just recently my father had an anuyerism and was given only a 20% change to live. I drove 26 straight hours from FL to MN as I thought I was going to be saying goodbye to my dad forever. Obviously God was not ready to take a cranky old farmer/police officer as my dad pulled through with flying colors! Seriously, I am thinking God gave a second thought to his plans of taking my dad with him when he realized just how stubburn and what a pain in the butt my dad can be! I love my dad just the same as he is my Hero. Because my family is the most important thing in the world to me, I up and left my full time job in FL knowing the consequences of not having that job when I returned. Even after asking for extended time off my employeer would not grant me the time or approve FMLA so I could be with my dad. A whole different can of worms there! Well, since being in MN I have been assisting my mom in caring not only for my dad, but also taking care of the family farm, the family business of selling farm equipment and caring for their 23 horses.
I have depleated my savings and I have been denied unemployment. I currently live in a town with a population of less than 1,000 people. So needless to say, the job market is not booming. Thus, I have continously run into dead ends as to any type of paying employment. But wait, it gets better. I received a call the other day from my husband informing me that he feels as though he is no longer in love with me and would like a divorce. At some point I would really like a break honestly. So, this is why I am here today asking for a helping hand. I am in need of assistance to help pay for an airline ticket to FL so that I can gather not only my children's belongings, but also mine.
I try my best to find the humor in each situation as you maybe able to tell from reading this, but again I would really like for life to cut me a break. If you are able to help in anyway possible I would be forever greatful.

Thank you for your time.

We will be homeless August 31, 2011. There are 2 adults, including myself. We have a 12 year old special needs son which makes it difficult to get full time employment or any employment.

My husband has cancer and has a difficult time with every day living. And does not qualify for disability nor does our son qualify for Social Security. We don't qualify for TANF either only foodstamps.

We are flat broke, the last bit of our money, which was going to go for the rent and utilities was stolen.
If anyone could help us we would appreciate it. We both want to work but can't find work.

Please help us before we are out in the street. How do you tell a child who has Aspergers Syndrome he doesn't have a home any longer? It just breaks my heart this is our last few days here unless we get help with our rent and utilities.

We tried all the charities and churches, they are all out of funds right now.

Thank you and God Bless.

Update: we haven't gotten any donations or anything. We are packing up the car and leaving tomorrow. Our small family will be split up. I will go into a shelter and my son & husband will go to FL to stay temporarily with his mother. She only has room for 2 other people.

I added my paypal account hoping someone will take pity on us.

Thank you and God Bless.

Another sad update: my husband and son drove 600 miles to FL on Thursday and it was dreadful, the car was packed to the max. We have a small car it it was totally over loaded. What else was he to do? Our son has Aspergers, the only way he can survive a crisis such as this is is some sense of normalcy, meaning he needs his things, things that mean a lot to him even if they seem trivial to use they are not to him. So we loaded up the car with books, games, dvds, what have you.
Well, they get to my husband's mother's house in South FLA and instead of a loving welcome they get the worst from her. She is all over my husband and calling him all kinds of terrible things. She's down on her grandson, all over him. These 2 came 600 miles away and this is the welcome they got. Needless to say they are leaving FLA and returning to GA. Out of shear desperation. We will have to go into a shelter. We have no where to go. Noone has donated a dime to us. Just advice. Advice is nice but it doesn't pay the rent or utilities.

Does anyone even read these posts besides us who post them? I would love to hear from success stories that came from here. It would be a huge confidence boost. Rescent success stories within the last 6 months to a year.

My faith in God has increased within me, however my faith in humanity is failing.

We are no different than most of those also posting on here. Our needs are no more in demand. We all have a common bound, we are desperatly trying to keep our families together, through this crisis that seems to keep getting worse.

My cell phone is a pay-as-you-go, I only pay 25.00 a month for 300 mins, unlimited texting & net usage. 25.00 is an awesome deal if you have 25.00. I don't have it. So now I can't even talk with my husband to find out when he's coming to ATL (my service will be over September 7) or even post on here or check my paypal if some kind soul donated anything. We didn't really have it last month but we figured it was worth it, especially since we haven't had a pc for years. This is our only link to the internet - this and the library.
Some would say a cell phone is a luxury, not if you don't have a landline, we haven't had a landline in 2 years. Its become an absolute nessisity.

We don't smoke or drink, take illegal drugs or spend money on frivilous things. My clothes are beging to get shabby as are my shoes.

If anyone can donate a cell phone card of 25.00 it would be most welcome. I feel terrible asking but its my only link to my family in FL. Without it I have no phone. Forget the net I can live without it but not to be able to call my husband is terrible. its scary not having a phone.

My husband has a Safelink cell phone - a Welfare pay-as-you-go they only allow one per house hold. He gets a set amount of mins for free a month, you can chose to roll over your mins too on some of their plans. So mine is the only paid cell phone.

Thank you for reading and God Bless.

Well, I'm not quite sure where to start with this post. I will tell you a little bit about my situation. I am a 25 year old female who has almost completed my bachelors degree in Criminology and am hoping to go for my masters degree next year.
I grew up in a dysfunctional household so chaos is not a new thing for myself or my family. However, I consider myself to be different and believe that I have a purpose in life and that is to help others.

In May of this year (the beginning of my semester) my life had turned upside down. I was going through extreme family issues earlier this year as my brother has mental health issues as well as drug/alcohol dependency issues. Nevertheless, I had managed to cope with family situations and tried my best to be strong and focus on my own life ( a difficult thing to do when you are always worried about others). On the evening of may 12th I was settling in to bed when I received a phone call from one of my sisters that my other sister had been rushed to the hospital. I had quickly come to the emergency room to find that she had overdosed on many prescription pills. I had waited in emergency for two hours not knowing at all what was happening. The RN informed me that they had to just let the drugs go through her system and it was a waiting game. By the time they had told me, it was about 2 in the morning. I got a ride home from one of her friends, however five minutes later I got a text from my sister in law (brother's wife) to call 9-1-1. I called the police and we drove to my brother's house. I had walked in and there was blood everywhere.I couldn't tell what who's blood it was. I was in shock. To make this short, both of my siblings had attempted suicide in the same evening. My sister was put on life support and my brother was put in psych. This night has left me traumatized to say the least.
I had to take the rest of the semester off however it was too late to get a refund on my tuition. I know that I am still dealing with the trauma of what happened that night/early morning. I guess It was the straw that broke the camel's back. My doctor had recommended that I took a break until September to avoid stress. I am working hard towards healing in every way possible. I have found a new job that starts on August 2nd to help pay for my tuition for this September, however I am still struggling as this much needed mental break has taken a toll on my finances. I had not prepared myself for this kind of situation.
The only thing I can do at this point is focus on getting out of the darkness.I would love to go back to finish my degree in September so I can move on with my life. I want to help others who are in these types of situation because many people were such a huge support for me. If you could help pay for any of my tuition for this upcoming semester I promise to pay it forward whenever I can in life. I know this is a long shot. I don't expect much but miracles happen every day. I can provide proof of my schooling, gpa, and tuition fees or anything else you would like to know. Anything will help at this point. If you have read this far, thanks for taking the time to read this.


Thank you for your consideration.
Sincerely,
Emily (Vancouver, BC Canada)
-PS- to all who are reading this, I will make sure to update everyone on if I get any donations. I hope that everyone else on here gets the help they need. Good Luck to all of you.

If you have any questions please contact me at notyouraverageblonde@hotmail.ca

I sit here with tears in my eyes and my heart. I am 50 years old and the mother of an amazing 14 year old daughter that until until 2008 lived with a mentally abusive and cruel husband and dad. At that time we left to move in with my 88 year old father. I had hopes of a new beginning for us,a chance to be able to be happy and feel comfortable and safe in our home, something I had dreamed of for my child. Then on April 1,2009, no April Fool's joke, everything went bad. After dropping my daughter off at school, I completely blacked out while driving in morning rush hour traffic. Some how I drove through traffic lights and turns and ended up parked in a grocery store lot where I walked around, all without seeing or hearing a thing. I came to for a moment as EMS was putting me in the ambulance. I woke up 36 hours later to the fight of my life. I was in the hospital for 30 days, battling organ failure and trying to regain my memory and abilities. While all this happened to me, my father passed away at the house. My daughter came home from school to find him passed away at the side of his bed and me no where to be found. My child saw this and had no idea where I was or if something had happened to me. It took hours before the neighbors found out I had been taken to the hospital.

Since that day it has been one battle after another, but we never give up. I had to learn to walk and write again and I am still waiting for disability. We have gone through every dime I had trying to pay the utilities and the second mortgage on my father's house. The house has holes in the floor in the kitchen, bathroom and my daughter's room and electric to only one half, but we never complain because we are thankful to have somewhere to call home. I am writing this because I have $49 to my name and bills to pay so we have a home and utilities. I have tried to sell everything we do not need, but that has not gone as well as I hoped. I have tried to find ways to work from home and that has not worked out as of yet. I have worked since I was 15 and I have never been unable to do so. I can not stand not being able to provide for my child. I am hoping that the same guardian angels that guided me to safety that April day will touch your hearts and allow you to help me keep my daughter from loosing the only thing we have left. When I get back on my feet I plan to help as many people on this site and in my community as I possibly can, because I know the stress and heartache that comes with times like this. I also know that more people than one may think are only a paycheck or two from loosing everything. Please help us and do me a favor, what ever amount you find in your heart you are able to give to us, take half of it and find someone else on this site that touches your heart and give that half to them as well. I thank you for any help you can offer and know that God will bless you here on Earth and in Eternity.

My problem started in July 2010. I was involved in an auto accident. I rear-ended a woman, who in turn rear-ended the person in front of her. The reason it happened was that the person in front of me hit their gas and got over to an open spot in the lane to my left. This move was so fast I didn't have room to either side and I saw the reason that driver moved was the cars in front of him or her were at a dead stop. We were traveling uphill so I was unable to see past the car and I had no idea people were stopped. I had less than a second to hit my brakes. Luckily no body was injured.

Here is where the story gets ugly. My mom had paid my auto insurance but she lost her job so I started to pay the premiums. I told my insurance agent to automatically deduct the premium and I gave her my bank information. So I was under the impression I had insurance. I did not. The agent only charged me for one month's premium and never set up the automatic deduction. Great. But there seemed to be a silver lining...the two other vehicles involved in the accident drove away before the police arrived. I did not get a ticket, I was completely sober and cooperative, and the police were surprised two victims of an accident would just drive away. Both parties got all of my information, they drove away before I got theirs. At the time of the accident I wasn't worried because I thought I had insurance.
When I called my agent I was informed that my policy lapsed because I hadn't paid my monthly premium.

I was curious if the fact that both of these people drove away would take the heat off of me. The police thought this was possible, after all, how can they prove they didn't smash up their vehicles further after they drove away to get more insurance money?

It gets worse. I left my job a few years ago because I had a job all but promised to me in Denver. Obviously, I didn't get the job in Denver. Not sure why, I aced the interview. So with no steady income (I was used to making about 42k yearly) I held hope I'd land a good job and had no choice to but to survive on a credit card for food and gas. That good job never came along. I ended up working overnights as a nurse assistant in the mental health unit. I've been drowning in debt, I had to get a car from what some consider a predatory lending car lot. I lost the hospital job in April for 'misconduct' (I worked nights and someone reported that I was sleeping, I wasn't but they didn't believe me so now I don't qualify for unemployment.) So, no income to pay for that vehicle and it got repossessed. But the best part is I got a letter in January 2011 stating that I owe one of the parties involved in the accident around 5k. I don't have it. If I had the money I would write both of the drivers involved in that accident fat checks right now, but I simply do not have the resources. The letter from the state dept of transportation stated that my license would be suspended unless I came up with the money. So I called the agency, and from my conversation with the state employee it sounded like my case would be reviewed. Nope. A collection agency sent me a letter saying in total I owe nearly 35k for the two cars and my credit cards.

In February I was on my way to a friend's house and I was pulled over because my temp tags were expired. The officer ran my license and I was handcuffed and taken to jail. I have never been arrested, and my driving record is excellent. The officer even thought it was silly. Regardless, now I have a court date in early July and I have the public defender taking my case. He said I either need to pay $1000 fine, or spend a minimum of 2 days in jail. So it looks as if I will be in jail at least 2 days because I have no money. Being without a vehicle is no picnic. My job search is limited to places on a bus route close to my home in Kansas City. I have no friends or family with that kind of money. I am not a drug addict, or a criminal. My career tanked, and I've kept falling through the cracks. I stay positive and I love life, but the anxiety and absence of pride in my life are making me isolate more. I can't afford to do anything. Luckily my brother is letting me stay in a spare room at his place or I may be homeless. I am a hard worker, I have a bachelor's degree, and I am a pleasant person to work with. But I have no car, no money, horrible credit, and bleak job prospects. Please do not think I feel sorry for myself. I've made stupid decisions that got me where I am. I take responsibility for putting myself in situations where these things happened. And especially for not paying attention to my financial obligations (the insurance premium). That being said, all I can do is look forward and do the best I can to get back on my feet. At this moment I feel like a wet puppy who is trying unsuccessfully to jump out of the tub during a bath. I need help. I don't know who to turn to. I've wanted to volunteer at some places to meet people and network but without a vehicle and a suspended license I can't even volunteer at most places. Please, if anyone can help, contact me with suggestions. I desperately need to file for bankruptcy but that costs around 1,800.00 and I can't afford that.

I also have around 27k in student loan debt. That debt along with the approximately 35k in unsecured debt leaves me with a very large amount of money that I have no realistic chance of paying back. The student loans will not be affected if I file for bankruptcy. Which is fine. As a matter of pride and doing what is right I don't like that my debts can simply be written off, but that is seemingly my only option. I would love to volunteer for a charity of my debtor's choosing to start to contribute something, but that proposal often times ends up sounding like a mutated version of indentured servitude.

I apologize for the rambling. This is the first time I have ever written all of this down at once and I feel better.

Thank you for your time.

Hello, my wife and I were recently married back in September of 2010. My wife had moved here from Florida after some friends introduced us. We had spoken for a while before her moving here. We both knew that it was meant to be so my friend's wife drove all the way there to get her and bring her here. So about 8 months later we tied the knot. Due to financial problems our families were having we managed to pay for a small wedding on our own.

Recently due to problems my wife and daughter went to stay with her parents in Florida which seeing them leave has been the hardest thing ever. I am trying to find a job so that I can go be with my family there. Due to the economy I have been unable to find a job. They have currently been gone for almost a month. I am also having to move back to my parents house because I can't afford to pay the bills anymore. I was recently laid off from the job that I had building motorhomes due to the economy.

I am 23 and she is 21 and my daughter is 2. Being so young and having to deal with all of this on my own makes it feel like my world is ending. Nothing has ever been this hard to deal with, it is lonely and depressing. I know that I am probably not the only person to have to go through this but I never thought I would. I have created this site in hopes that people will be willing to help me get to my family so please have compassion and click the button below all help is appreciated.

Hi,I'm a mother of four little girls who is in desperate need of HELP. I escaped a troubled and abusive marriage a year ago. One night after being abused one to many times I packed the trunk of my car with my daughter's clothes and a few toys and drove 13 hours back home with my father. I thank God every day for the strength he has given me and for my loving father that helped me out. My father was my only supporter, my best friend and my faith that life could get better. My father resently passed away leaving my heartbroken, confused and alone. I know I must go on, for the sake and future of my daughters. I struggle every day without him, but his strength still lives on. I know there are people that are as kind as he was. And here is where i beg for help. So that I can continue school and still put food on the table. I'm currently working part-time and need help financially to continue to pay for school, rent, daycare and food. Every little bit will help us. So if anyone can find it in their hearts to help us out and help me fullfill my dream my father started I will be forever greatfull. Thank you in advance and may God Bless you all.

My car is finally trying to give out on me its seem to be a transmission problem but what am i to do. i have drove it until i can get the money but the car is giving out on me fast and thats all i got. i work a temp job so its kind of hard to come by that kind of money i am also single so i have no one to help me. what am i to do so i turned to this site praying for a blessing cause i really need it. someone help me and my care.

I recently bought a 2008 Pontiac G6, silver beauty.
The dealer showed me a clear CarFax and the car drove fine for 6 months, all of a sudden after recent oil changes by the dealership my car will not start!

I had it towed to the dealer and they said it needs 4,000 USD in parts and labor to be running again!
My hours just got cut from 40 to 20 a week and I can hardly afford to pay the car loans monthly bill. I tried to apply to the dealership for a loan to get the car fixed but my debt to income ratio is too high!

I need 4000 USD to fix my car to keep the job I am already barely holding onto.

Please help me and my family. Karma is amazing, and God Bless.

A lot of things have been happening in the past month. It all started with my mom's cancer scare. I drove down to see here within those weeks so often I started eating ramen again just to pay for tue gas. Then not a day after we found my mom to be cancer free my uncle aunt and their two young sons were in a car accident. My aunt and her oldest got out alive but with over 60% of their body burned. My uncle and his youngest were killed. Not a week after that tragedy my boss calls me in and tells me she may have to let me go, luckily my friend in Florida needs a new roommate.

So after all that (sending gift baskets and such) I am now looking to save up enough money to move down south... I am 300$ short. I really want to help out my friend but at this point it doesn't seem like I can.

If you could spare just a few dollars to help me meet my goal by the middle of may I'm sure the blessing with come back to you.

Thank you so much for your time in reading this and please keep my family in your prayers for they are still in need.

They are trying to take our child we have been fighting them sense our child was born we are good parents and i sent her every dime i had to get her out of hellinois the states worst corrupted place in america anything anyone can do please send whatever you can to richard sievert 8911 skokomish way Olympia Washington state 98516-5952 My x wife will forward whatever you give to us.
Please find it in your hearts to help us stay outside the status quo so that we do not need to have well-fair help us if they do gues what we loose our child america is faced with a horrible agency called cps and they lie and fabricate things to sell babies for 25000 a child and Illinois is the worst place on earth to be on well-fair if you are your in danger I personally wish cps was closed because for every child they help they sell 50 to anyone with money just to support this evil empire i pray you help us this is real i tried begging on the street but our area is so meek i feel that i will be questioned and we will loos our son. 'Please help us stay away from the D.C.F.S. Devils and out of the spotlight of our evil us system
amen! p.s.
You can address the enveloper to my user name thanks and gods speed! n blessings to all that donate and help others I personally wish our gov would close our banking cartel they have turned our great country america into it's own resident evil! I sent her away from that state on a train and i drove and met her we are now together but without funds i fear our system will take our child thanks again for whatever you do for the poor I believe we are nearing the end of America and soon we will all be under the guise of the new world order. 'Where the devil is behind it all!

My name is Lisa, im 25, and i am a single mother with one on the way. my kids' dad is in prison for drinking on parole....i work for 8 dollars an hour but my rent is 550 a month, electric 90 a month, gas for car 150, my daycare is around 350 a month cell phone 60 a month, car insurance 56 a month, daipers kids clothes food: usually over 400 a month and i make about 900 a month. when my kids dad was not incarcerated we were doin very well because he made very good money. I dont know what to do as i was just told by my dr i have preeclampsia and should be on bedrest for the remaining of my pregnancy. my father was a truck driver for ten years when in 1991 my mother decided to go on a trip with him and my father drove his semi truck over a cliff in oregon (by accident of course) killing both my mother and father. the only family i have is a grandmother who is the epitome of selfish and my older sister who has 3 kids in a 2 bed trailer and struggles and works very hard as i do. i grew up in foster care until i was 16 and then lived with my older sister. i love my kids dad with all my heart and hes a very very hard worker. but hes in jail until july. i had a local rent assistance pay my rent for me for april but beyond that im not sure what to do. i will feel i've failed my children if i bring my newborn son into a homeless shelter. i luckily have no credit card debt because i dont believe in them. my daughter is 17 months old and i have no summer clothes for her and my tags expired on march 31st on my car. i owe my babysitter 600 bucks and like i said rent is paid for april, but future is soooo unknown and its making me very afraid for my kids. if you could help, in any way at all i would probably cry tears of joy. ive been so emotional with this pregnancy and absence of my boyfriendkids dad and the fear of homelessness and unhealthy baby is making me manically depressed. and i think: just a year ago, before my boyfriend was incarcerated life was so simple and consistant. bills were paid we would go to the lake, go fishing, go to church on sundays and had even planned to start saving for a wedding and nice honeymoon in some far away place! now i just want to be ok. anyways, im sure youve heard alot of horrifying life situations such as mine....and God bless you for your incredible generosity. Please let me know if you could help in any way.
my email is meshorty85@yahoo.com thanks and God bless all in need and especially those who give freely

My name is Lisa, im 25, and i am a single mother with one on the way. my kids' dad is in prison for drinking on parole....i work for 8 dollars an hour but my rent is 550 a month, electric 90 a month, gas for car 150, my daycare is around 350 a month cell phone 60 a month, car insurance 56 a month, daipers kids clothes food: usually over 400 a month and i make about 900 a month. when my kids dad was not incarcerated we were doin very well because he made very good money. I dont know what to do as i was just told by my dr i have preeclampsia and should be on bedrest for the remaining of my pregnancy. my father was a truck driver for ten years when in 1991 my mother decided to go on a trip with him and my father drove his semi truck over a cliff in oregon (by accident of course) killing both my mother and father. the only family i have is a grandmother who is the epitome of selfish and my older sister who has 3 kids in a 2 bed trailer and struggles and works very hard as i do. i grew up in foster care until i was 16 and then lived with my older sister. i love my kids dad with all my heart and hes a very very hard worker. but hes in jail until july. i had a local rent assistance pay my rent for me for april but beyond that im not sure what to do. i will feel i've failed my children if i bring my newborn son into a homeless shelter. i luckily have no credit card debt because i dont believe in them. my daughter is 17 months old and i have no summer clothes for her and my tags expired on march 31st on my car. i owe my babysitter 600 bucks and like i said rent is paid for april, but future is soooo unknown and its making me very afraid for my kids. if you could help, in any way at all i would probably cry tears of joy. ive been so emotional with this pregnancy and absence of my boyfriendkids dad and the fear of homelessness and unhealthy baby is making me manically depressed. and i think: just a year ago, before my boyfriend was incarcerated life was so simple and consistant. bills were paid we would go to the lake, go fishing, go to church on sundays and had even planned to start saving for a wedding and nice honeymoon in some far away place! now i just want to be ok. anyways, im sure youve heard alot of horrifying life situations such as mine....and God bless you for your incredible generosity. Please let me know if you could help in any way.
my email is meshorty85@yahoo.com thanks and God bless all in need and especially those who give freely