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This situation has become a nightmare! I am 65 retired and slightly disabled due to a auto accident over a year ago. I have a hard time walking and this has me house bound most of the time. My wife is recovering from a stroke and taking care of her needs is a full time job. We barely exist on a meager social security income and several months ago I was forced to take out a payday loan just to keep the lights on. We maxed out our small credit card just to buy food and gas for our car and now every month we pay off the loan plus finance charges and then we have to take the loan out again the next day or else we cant pay our bills and buy food. With the credit card used up we have no where to turn for help. I know there are many who need help more than us, but if some kind person could lend a helping hand we will be able to pass the favor on to someone else in turn.

Sometime ago, my grandparents, Anthony and Mercedes passed away within 2 years with my grandpa being first, but before that came about, my grandparents dying wish, was that after they passed, that the money they had saved up would be split between me, my uncles, aunts, father, mother and sister. So my uncles and aunts promised my grandparents they would do that, we all agreed.

Also, my grandma wanted a big funeral with everyone she knew to be there. But after she passed, my uncles just disappeared, and my aunt Gloria robbed my grandma out of her own funeral, she only invited 6 people out of 50, stole all the money that was supposed to be for the funeral and split between us all, which totaled up to a little over $100,000, and she took it all for herself and her husband, moved to Nevada, and pretended like my mom, dad, sister and me didn't even exist, worst then that, is that she never apologized, my uncle Dave did nothing, and either did any of my cousins.

They promised to fulfill my grandparents dying wish, and I believed them, my grandparents believe them, and in the end, they stole from their own parents, my grandparents. I begged my aunt for an answer on why she did what she did, and she never came clean, she never once admitted she was wrong, and worst then that, she ignored me, and my mom, dad and sister. It's just the four of us, and we're financially struggling worst then ever before, because we were betrayed. This has effected my sister the most, because her depression has been getting worst, and because of it, she has tried to kill herself a few times because of how things turned out, but she didn't, although I couldn't stop her from cutting herself.

I am currently the only healthy person in my family right now. My mom is disabled and has cerebral palsy, my father is ex-military who is also disabled, and just recently, he was hit by a car and can no longer work, and my sister has asthma. I'm 25 years old and currently unemployed, despite the fact I went to college, I can't find a job anywhere. My mom too, went to college, earned her degree, and she can't find a job either. I worked for a several years, but was let go because business was slow. Since then, I've been selling my stuff left and right just to get through and to help my family, but it's not enough.

If there is anyone out there that can help me and my family, I would be eternally grateful and thankful to you, and to the good Lord for this blessing. Thank you so much for taking the time to read this, and God bless you.

Hi i'm a 22 yr old female that doesn't leave her home. I've been like this since very young. I have these insecurities that give me nothing but paranoid/depressed feelings. I come from a poor family. I hope that one day i will be able to live my life because right now i just exist. My insecurities come from family, u see when i was younger i was abused by my older sisters. incest that went on for years though i cried out for help nobody believed me/or just didn't care. Not to mention i was continuously abandoned. . My sisters would make jokes about my teeth and my lower body telling me that my teeth were crooked and that i had a man's body. Telling me this wasn't enough they passed this on to their friends that also put me down & sexually abused me as well. i'm a genuine person with a lot of love but i'am too insecure to explore anything in life. My mother died not too long ago and i really have nobody to be there helping me in any way really. I have no income at all because i'm afraid to leave my home, My grandmother puts food on the table and does the best she can but as for anything else i have nothing. it's gotten so bad for me i know i won't b able to give my 100% working or in school anywhere with how i feel about myself always. It's been extremely hard for me i did not finish school and i have no friends. Nobody really knows i exist because they've never seen me. it's hard living a life peeking out the window sometimes seeing people with their children or coming from work knowing i'm way too scared to leave my house to even begin to have a family of my own or what they have. I don't need everything i really don't... Just want the option that i can make something of myself& finally put these insecurities behind me. I dream of being able to help myself support & be independent. But too insecure that people will point and stare like they have in my past. The truth is when u don't love yourself nobody else will. All my family has moved on in their life's, i'm the only one stuck with no help. & the only one so far behind with these things holding me back. I'M LOCKED IN MYSELF and i would really love if someone can help me with the money so i can fix my lower body and teeth. I just want the confidence so i can make a difference in my life. I know thats all i need is to feel good about myself. i'm strong to even still be alive after all i've gone through but that's the little faith i have that someone would help me. i'm not sure the exact amount but from what i've researched the cheapest amount it's about $12,000-13,000 thank you so much for taking the time out to read. Anything to help will be greatly appreciated i'm willing to even loan it until i can pay it back.thank you !!

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.

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I started at a four year university this fall, the first in my family to ever do so. I am a highly independent person and don't feel comfortable begging for money, but I don't know what else to do.
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I quit my great paying job of three years to concentrate on school more closely in June.
Since school started in August I have had the following happen:
A nervous breakdown caused by an imbalance of hormones from ovarian cysts that I had to seek medical attention for and cost me my job in absences.
Got engaged to the love of my life, and we suffered the loss of a child by ectopic pregnancy on September 9. I had to have emergency surgery as the ER dept. here did not figure out that was the problem until I was nearly dying. They had to remove the fetus, 15% of my left fallopian tube and had to perform a D & C of my uterus. All of this without medical insurance.
Finally got a new job at a local bar waiting tables and was promised 4 days per week after a one month training/probationary period. After a month, my shifts didn't go up but I wasn't contacted about my performance until my boss TEXTED me to have a meeting with him, where he fired me for being "too professional" and refused to elaborate, also informed me that he "extended the training period by two weeks" because he "wasn't sure about my performance" and decided since I was still on probation the last two weeks that he didn't have to pay me for it and never filled my tax information so there is no record of me ever working for him, other than whenever I try to get another job in town I am told that I lied about my work history because I didn't include the job on the list because I didn't exist but when I do, they call and he tell them one of two things: either that I never worked for him and I must be lying and delusional or that I didn't "work" for him, I just trained and wasn't a good "fit" so I shouldn't have put the bar for previous work experience. Keep in mind, this is a small town with a State University in it, and my old boss owns nearly 1/3 of the property and is very well known in the area, therefor: I somehow need to overcome his poor reference to get a job which is proving impossible.

Hi everyone,

My family and I are going through a challenging time. In October 2010 our car was repossessed and I began to walk to & from work 6 miles each day. I didn't much mind because whatever you have to do to make a legitimate living you do hands down. Unfortunately I developed high blood pressure. That coupled by a chronic pain condition caused me to resign from my job. I did not qualify for unemployment because i quit even though I explained I had no transportation and the job required field visits which I couldn't make without a car. My husband had been trying to find work for two years after his job literally closed overnight with no notice. In May of this year we figured things were looking up. We've borrowed from family members, sold our dryer, jewelry, handbags , etc to our local pawnsmart. My husband got a job in May only to be laid off in August because a coworker made a costly mistake that cost the company their contract with delta airlines. He went to apply for unemployment and was told he wouldn't qualify until october when dept labor begins to look at the april/may/june quarter. Then we received a notice that since he didn't have that many wages for that quarter he'll have to wait until november and reapply. We don't have a car or any, so each time we need to go to dol we walk the 8 mile trek there and back. We have no family in GA where we live and friends seem to exist when you are not in dire straits. We spoke to our leasing company and said we would be late with our October rent. we've contacted one social service agency at the beginning of the month. My husband was interviewed and approved by the worker who said her boss had to sign off on the paperwork. when my husband checked back week later, he was told do not come back to the office we'll receive an approval or denial in the mail. now we have nothing. We've had to ask our local library for toilet tissue, scrape change for soap which is used for both body, dishes and clothing. we are both college educated, no criminal history, hard working adults. To ask for help is really difficult. Our rent is 550 a month. Iam really scared that at any moment we are going to be evicted. A donation of any amount would be appreciated. Thank you and may God bless you.

We are a family that just got out of the military a few months ago and the transition has been extremely haed. We had no money after moving in a hurry after the Navy told ua 6 days in advance that my husband date to get out changed. So that took all of our savings. I work now and he goes to school but has been trying to get a job also. We have had our house broken into our daughter is a college student at Livingstone College in Salisbury. N.C. Where she is a senior and we have to send money so that she can eat and get to her internship. Well we cant now because a mechanic shop messed over us with overcharging us for her truck and then it still broke down when she got back to school. I had to take out payday loans to help pay bills and feed us so we have no money because that is where my check goes also. We have 2 car notes to pay and insurance plus rent and electricity. Not to mention feeding our other 3 daughters. My husband served his country faithfully and did so willingly without any repremands or disciplinary problems and it seems that he doesnt exist now that we need help nobody will help us. We are a giving and kind family that are always giving and helping others and that is what we love to do but we need help now and nobody is there. Everything is due on or around the first. I have been

Ok I am like alot of people on here. I got Pride also. But there comes a time in a persons life where u have to let it go. An now is my time to do so.
I'm a 44 year old women who's lived a life od hell. I've been married had kids at young age. Gave first son up tp family and second have had our times but back with me. Gave him up for LOVE. NEVER AGAIN. IT AINT WORTH THE COST.

My reason on here is coz he and I are struggling bad. I lost my job in 2009 and been in and out of jobs. Got evicted once and now again coz of it. Got hurt on job and sued them but borrowed money and settlement came money was gone. Now son comes home after 2 years of schooling and military to help me. An work but I'm not suppose to but can't live without money. An to make a long story short. We have jobs but no money to work it. Need vehicle and it needs gas.
We r about to get kicked out of our home. We have just found out I'm pregnant and have no heat on, no hot water and going to loose everything. I've called everywhere for help. Everyone is where I'm at. But no insurance no norhing. My hands r tied again waiting on lawyer to finish second case. I CANNOT WORK AND MAY LOOSE BABY.
SO IF U COULD FIND IT IN YOUR HEART TO HELP IT WILL BE GIVEN BACK TWICE FOLD.
WE NEED CLOSE TO 2000 TO PAY EVERYTHING. AM SEEKING. GOVT ASSISTANCE BUT NOTHING YET. FAMILY NO LONGER EXIST TO US. PLEASE NEED BEFORE END OF.MONTH.
YOU WILL BE BLESSED AND REWARDED FOR YOUR DEED.
SAVE A BABY. IM TEN WEEKZ AND ALREADY HAVING PROBLEMS.

THANKS
KERRI & CODY

hi i am 18 years old i have no future nothing to look forward too nothing to be happy about i devoted 3 years to youtube trying to get somewhere with a total of 5000 subscribers anda total of 13 million views only to find out i won't be able to make a cent on youtube i basically have lost the will to do anything i never got a birthday present when i turned 18 due to the money i owe my dad (bought windows 7 off of ebay got scammed) (yes very very stupid)

since it is another boring saturday i decided to google if there were sites that let's you "beg" for money and amazingly i found they do exist so i thought why not make this maybe i get something

amazingly i got 500$ from someone i met on evga forums i amazingly gave it all away in steam gifts as i thought if someone would give so much then i can too

so here it is im not losing anything making this so why not

i probably don't deserve anything there are far worse situations for people here i just want something to be happy

thankyou

Hello,

I am writing here to beg for help supporting myself. I never thought I would be in this situation, but I find myself alone and unable to pay my rent.

After 8 years with a physically and emotionally abusive man, a friend helped me find the strength to run. With her support and the help of the wonderful staff at a women's shelter, I have finally started to see myself as an independent person instead of the house pet of a horrible man.

While in this relationship, I was not allowed to work outside the house or interact with people outside of those acquaintances he approved for me. Figuring out how to support myself has been difficult and frightening, and I'm still learning and finding my way. I have a small basement bachelor apartment, and worked briefly as a waitress. Unfortunately I found the stress of being surrounded by so many strangers to be too big of a step and too soon, having so recently left the sheltered life I led for the last 8 years. I lost the waitressing job because of the anxiety and near panic attacks that kept me from performing my duties. I have since found a little work keeping house for a kind, quiet couple, but I make only about $60-$80/wk doing this. I cannot ask them for more, as I know they already do all they can for me. They do not know my story.

I cannot get a loan or line of credit to help pay my rent, because as far as the bank is concerned I have never had a job and I appear unemployable. The various charities that exist to help women in my situation give most of their aid to women with dependent children or parents, which is fair but frustrating.

If you are able, a donation from you could change my life. Eventually I want to go to college, maybe for culinary arts (cooking is the one thing I've gotten very good at!). For now, I just need to pay my rent.

Any help would be the greatest kindness, and would be so greatly appreciated.

Thank you.

My name is Natalia,54years is old, am single
I live 9 years in Montreal,Canada
My parents live in Russia,they are very old and sick
4 years ago I apply to immigration of Canada as a sponsor of my parents to bring them to Canada.
to take care of of them because in Russia we don't have any other relatives.
All this years I helping them and waiting to comply immigration process.
But last year bad think happening with me.I was victim of fraud from
for amount of 25.000cad.I made mistake,I believed to one man and borrowed to him money.
But this money bellow to the bank - Credit card and Credit line ammount-this is all what I haved it
in this time.
Check of 25.000 he put on my account was falls and declined and this guy disappear
Police can not found him and bank need money back.
Now amount with interest 28.000cad
I trying to gave back this money to the bank but I don't have salary to cover this amount with growing interest.
Also I trying to borrow money from different organisation ,but they need pay them back at list each month 400cad
I don't have it this salary
I can not go bankruptcy,in this case immigration of Canada will refuse my application
and my parents never can go to Canada
They boot very sick,they need assistance.!!!!
In Russia doesn't exist special Nursing home for people with Parkinson.
Only I can take care of him here in Canada.
People.please help me,,help me cover to the bank debit
of 28000cad! and bring my parents to Canada
Thank you .

I am often afraid to admit when I have lost all hope and am embarrassed to ask for help. I have weighed all my options and done all that I can do, including: taking out a payday advance loan (which I now can not pay), rolling loose change ($6.32), earning small amounts of money online doing surveys (please contact me if you need help doing this), browsing craigslist for any job opportunity (no legitimate responses), and happened to stumble upon this site.

I am a single college student, living alone and paying all of my own bills. I have been supporting myself (and sometimes others) since I was 18. Although I don't have money to give, I always allow any friends or family members to stay with me when times get tough and do not ask for anything in return. I have found ways to save, spend, and earn using coupons, working extra hours, and stretching every last penny I have for bills, food, or gas. I have simply reached the breaking point. I have found myself months behind on my utilities, an empty pantry, and barely enough money to get back and forth to work and school. My tuition bill is increasing and I can only defer the payment for so long before I am unenrolled from the school and gain an even bigger debt. I don't have parents to rely on when I am in a bind, and I am falling further and further behind.

In addition to running out of money, food, and hope... I have not been able to purchase any new pants, belt, or shoes for work and without these items I will not be able to continue. My current items are falling apart. I typically buy these things for $5-$6 a piece at my local goodwill, but even that has become a hardship. As far as buying clothes for myself for everyday wear, that has been out of the question for close to 2 years. I can't enjoy my life because I am so stressed and I am working to not even completely pay my bills.

I do not want anyone to feel scammed or mislead and I am supplying my email address(iamafishie@hotmail.com), which is also my paypal address, for anyone that has any questions or concerns.

If I can help ANYONE, even if it is just talking with you and being a support system, please contact me. If you are also in need and looking to earn or save, please contact me as well and I will give you the resources I have used for years, they may help you or sustain you for a few more weeks or months.

I have been financially responsible my whole life, and I believe in karma. I donated my last $1 in my paypal account to this website, because I am truly grateful that something like this exist. I hope karma is pleased. I am willing to do anything to help others. I have always done everything possible to help others, and now I truly need help.

I am not asking for a specific amount and I don't expect anyone to pay my bills, but if you'd like to contribute, please do so via paypal(iamafishie@hotmail.com).

Thank you for your time.

I am often afraid to admit when I have lost all hope and am embarrassed to ask for help. I have weighed all my options and done all that I can do, including: taking out a payday advance loan (which I now can not pay), rolling loose change ($6.32), earning small amounts of money online doing surveys (please contact me if you need help doing this), browsing craigslist for any job opportunity (no legitimate responses), and happened to stumble upon this site.

I am a single college student, living alone and paying all of my own bills. I have been supporting myself (and sometimes others) since I was 18. Although I don't have money to give, I always allow any friends or family members to stay with me when times get tough and do not ask for anything in return. I have found ways to save, spend, and earn using coupons, working extra hours, and stretching every last penny I have for bills, food, or gas. I have simply reached the breaking point. I have found myself months behind on my utilities, an empty pantry, and barely enough money to get back and forth to work and school. My tuition bill is increasing and I can only defer the payment for so long before I am unenrolled from the school and gain an even bigger debt. I don't have parents to rely on when I am in a bind, and I am falling further and further behind.

In addition to running out of money, food, and hope... I have not been able to purchase any new pants, belt, or shoes for work and without these items I will not be able to continue. My current items are falling apart. I typically buy these things for $5-$6 a piece at my local goodwill, but even that has become a hardship. As far as buying clothes for myself for everyday wear, that has been out of the question for close to 2 years. I can't enjoy my life because I am so stressed and I am working to not even completely pay my bills.

I do not want anyone to feel scammed or mislead and I am supplying my email address(iamafishie@hotmail.com), which is also my paypal address, for anyone that has any questions or concerns.

If I can help ANYONE, even if it is just talking with you and being a support system, please contact me. If you are also in need and looking to earn or save, please contact me as well and I will give you the resources I have used for years, they may help you or sustain you for a few more weeks or months.

I have been financially responsible my whole life, and I believe in karma. I donated my last $1 in my paypal account to this website, because I am truly grateful that something like this exist. I hope karma is pleased. I am willing to do anything to help others. I have always done everything possible to help others, and now I truly need help.

I am not asking for a specific amount and I don't expect anyone to pay my bills, but if you'd like to contribute, please do so via paypal(iamafishie@hotmail.com).

Thank you for your time.

I am often afraid to admit when I have lost all hope and am embarrassed to ask for help. I have weighed all my options and done all that I can do, including: taking out a payday advance loan (which I now can not pay), rolling loose change ($6.32), earning small amounts of money online doing surveys (please contact me if you need help doing this), browsing craigslist for any job opportunity (no legitimate responses), and happened to stumble upon this site.

I am a single college student, living alone and paying all of my own bills. I have been supporting myself (and sometimes others) since I was 18. Although I don't have money to give, I always allow any friends or family members to stay with me when times get tough and do not ask for anything in return. I have found ways to save, spend, and earn using coupons, working extra hours, and stretching every last penny I have for bills, food, or gas. I have simply reached the breaking point. I have found myself months behind on my utilities, an empty pantry, and barely enough money to get back and forth to work and school. My tuition bill is increasing and I can only defer the payment for so long before I am unenrolled from the school and gain an even bigger debt. I don't have parents to rely on when I am in a bind, and I am falling further and further behind.

In addition to running out of money, food, and hope... I have not been able to purchase any new pants, belt, or shoes for work and without these items I will not be able to continue. My current items are falling apart. I typically buy these things for $5-$6 a piece at my local goodwill, but even that has become a hardship. As far as buying clothes for myself for everyday wear, that has been out of the question for close to 2 years. I can't enjoy my life because I am so stressed and I am working to not even completely pay my bills.

I do not want anyone to feel scammed or mislead and I am supplying my email address(iamafishie@hotmail.com), which is also my paypal address, for anyone that has any questions or concerns.

If I can help ANYONE, even if it is just talking with you and being a support system, please contact me. If you are also in need and looking to earn or save, please contact me as well and I will give you the resources I have used for years, they may help you or sustain you for a few more weeks or months.

I have been financially responsible my whole life, and I believe in karma. I donated my last $1 in my paypal account to this website, because I am truly grateful that something like this exist. I hope karma is pleased. I am willing to do anything to help others. I have always done everything possible to help others, and now I truly need help.

I am not asking for a specific amount and I don't expect anyone to pay my bills, but if you'd like to contribute, please do so via paypal(iamafishie@hotmail.com).

Thank you for your time.

I am often afraid to admit when I have lost all hope and am embarrassed to ask for help. I have weighed all my options and done all that I can do, including: taking out a payday advance loan (which I now can not pay), rolling loose change ($6.32), earning small amounts of money online doing surveys (please contact me if you need help doing this), browsing craigslist for any job opportunity (no legitimate responses), and happened to stumble upon this site.

I am a single college student, living alone and paying all of my own bills. I have been supporting myself (and sometimes others) since I was 18. Although I don't have money to give, I always allow any friends or family members to stay with me when times get tough and do not ask for anything in return. I have found ways to save, spend, and earn using coupons, working extra hours, and stretching every last penny I have for bills, food, or gas. I have simply reached the breaking point. I have found myself months behind on my utilities, an empty pantry, and barely enough money to get back and forth to work and school. My tuition bill is increasing and I can only defer the payment for so long before I am unenrolled from the school and gain an even bigger debt. I don't have parents to rely on when I am in a bind, and I am falling further and further behind.

In addition to running out of money, food, and hope... I have not been able to purchase any new pants, belt, or shoes for work and without these items I will not be able to continue. My current items are falling apart. I typically buy these things for $5-$6 a piece at my local goodwill, but even that has become a hardship. As far as buying clothes for myself for everyday wear, that has been out of the question for close to 2 years. I can't enjoy my life because I am so stressed and I am working to not even completely pay my bills.

I do not want anyone to feel scammed or mislead and I am supplying my email address(iamafishie@hotmail.com), which is also my paypal address, for anyone that has any questions or concerns.

If I can help ANYONE, even if it is just talking with you and being a support system, please contact me. If you are also in need and looking to earn or save, please contact me as well and I will give you the resources I have used for years, they may help you or sustain you for a few more weeks or months.

I have been financially responsible my whole life, and I believe in karma. I donated my last $1 in my paypal account to this website, because I am truly grateful that something like this exist. I hope karma is pleased. I am willing to do anything to help others. I have always done everything possible to help others, and now I truly need help.

I am not asking for a specific amount and I don't expect anyone to pay my bills, but if you'd like to contribute, please do so via paypal(iamafishie@hotmail.com).

Thank you for your time.

Hello. My name is Allison. I'm 44.
My father was a schizophrenic my mother was a 1950's mom.
This was back in the early 1970's when people didn't know much about schizophrenia. The drugs made my dad really sick and he didn't want to take them. My mother, being from her generation, was ill prepared to deal with this kind of situation.
When I was 8 we moved to Woodstock, NY on my father's whim. Dad wouldn't work, so my Mom has to. I also have an older brother, Mitchell, who definitely picked up the mentally ill gene at an early age. After a time my Dad became really violent. He asked us all the time if we were afraid of him, but we were all too frightened to tell him "yes". my brother moved into a boy's shelter in town. He was 13 at the time. My brother got into lot's of fights. The night after the first time my father hit her, my Mom moved into a close-by seedy apartment to keep an eye on us kids, but my Dad wouldn't let her near us.
I was Daddy's princess which for some reason still makes me happy to this day. Being alone with him was a psychodelic nightmare. My Father told me that I was the Messiah(we're Jewish) returned to bring peace to the world. My Father said we would find the garden of Eden. I saw a lot of things that I'm sure couldn't possibly exist, but still think they were real.
It's difficult to explain what it's like to live with a schizophrenic. The person can be quite docile and then, on the drop of a dime, become a hideously violent person.
My father never physically hurt me, like he did my brother and my Mom. Nor did he ever molest me. my Dad did make me live in his mind like a cult makes you part of the group mind.
Eventually my Mother kidnapped me during the middle of the day from my elemenatarly school. She had got a legal separation from my Dad. He saw her car parked at a motel that night and kicked the door down. He asked me if I wanted to go with him or stay with her. I was 9 at the time, it seemed that the right thing to do was to go with my Mom, and my Dad agreed to let me go.
My Dad had visitation rights every weekend. He didn't show up the first weekend. We waited and waited.
The next weekend I slept in, not expecting him. Then, of course, he arrived. I knew it was going to be a bad deal.
The first thing my Dad did was try and kill me. He kept saying over and over, "why don't you love me!? why don't you love me!?" He was driving so fast and i was too small to see over the dash. He said, "if you don't love me I'm going to hit that tree and kill both of us!" I knew he meant it. We were going very fast but I got the car door opened and was going to jump it. He pulled the car door closed. I screamed, "Okay, I love you, I love you, I love you." and he slowed the car down.
We went to go have something to eat at some diner. We got back in the car and I promptly fell asleep and woke up in VIRGINIA.
Dad enrolled me in public school. I told the principle what was happening. The principle called my mother and she came with her father. The law at the time was if the kid was with you in a state, that kid was yours. But my Dad again did give me the choice to stay with him or go with my mother, and I chose my Mother.
At some point we moved down to Florida. My Dad was taking his meds so my Mom allowed him to follow us. Things went bad quickly and Mom called him from my Grandma's house around the street and told him to leave. When it was my turn to talk to him he asked me if I wanted him to leave to and I said "yes". He cursed me and said that he wished the same thing that happened to him would happen to me, and I'm not altogether sure it hasn't.
I've never really known how to relate to other people except tp people that are a lot like me. I'm being treated as bi-polar, but I have Boderline-Personality-Disorder and Post-Traumatic-Syndrome. I've taken classes that have helped me deall with sciety better. But the meds don't work so well. I have panic attacks being around people and hearing loud noises, which is at most jobs. I have trouble sleeping.
That was the last time I ever spoke to my Dad. He committed suicide a week later. My brother lives on the streets in Miami. And my Mom remarried somebody that is the exact opposite of my Dad.

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

What can I say. There are many people here with sad stories of their misfortune. Mine is no better or worse.
I've been out of work for more than a year. This month, I deposited the very last of my savings into the checking account to pay my rent and bills. I'm feeling pretty hopeless and worthless. I wish there were someone I could turn to, but I haven't anyone that can help me.
Everyone is struggling.
I've worked hard all my life and often helped carry others through tough times. Now I'm all used up, about to lose it all. Whatever, it's just stuff.
I'm deeply in debt now. No job, no money, so I can kiss that credit rating I've worked hard to build goodbye.
At the end of the month, I'll officially be homeless.
I need 15k to allow me to reduce enough debt to a level that allows me take any crappy job I can find to exist another day and hope for better days to come.
Best of luck to all of you. I genuinely hope that everyone's desperate needs are met.
We all deserve a break.

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.

Good ideas are common, what's uncommon are the people who are willing to work hard enough to bring them about. Please help me raise £3000 to change my life. I exist in a Groundhog day only without the hilarity of the movie of the same name. I have an idea that I know will provide me the opportunity to not just exist, but to live.

Times are hard, friends are few and banks are banks. I ask you to help me escape the labyrinth of my existence and present me the opportunity to make a success of myself so that I can one day be in a position to show someone the same kindness you have shown me.

All donations will make a difference. Thank you for your time.

The other day I wondered why such an organization does not exist. Then it occurred to me: the majority of requests would most likely be indecent in nature....

Anyway, I suppose that Begslist is the closest thing to Make a Wish. I've been reading the various posts and it seems as though there are hundreds, if not thousands of people here who are in even worse circumstances than I am. So, before you read further, perhaps any philanthropists should direct their attention to where it is needed more?

My story is I'm 30 years old and I've been diagnosed with acute lymphoblastic leukemia. I can't work anymore, hospital bills are mounting, blahblahblah. Like I said before, there are other people who are worse off. I can deal with my problems but what makes me depressed is knowing that I'm most likely going to die without ever really seeing the world. If there's one thing that I wish for, it's the opportunity to at least travel at bit before the "inevitable." That being said, if anyone is STILL reading this and feels inclined to donate, anything at all would be most appreciated. Thanks.

Looking for reasons to exist.. After spending a little while on this site I can see that there are alot of people here that need help desperately. I'm not sure if I can even find a place amongst them. My situation only really effects me. I made the immature decision of moving across the world for this guy I thought I was in love with. Everything went well for a while but now we can't stand being around each other. The emotional abuse is unbearable. I am far out in the country, and without evidence of physical abuse I cannot receieve help from women's shelters. He is permitting me to continue living here because I have nowhere to go and I don't have any close friends. I want to escape, and have a life. Maybe go back to my home country, because it's easier for me to get a job there. I just need some options. Any amount of money would help me. It would go towards bus fare to get into the city. Maybe look into some cheap rental accomadations in the city and start looking for work. I am actively job searching, but I can't catch a break. I just live too far away to even be considered. I landed one job a month before my birthday, but unfortunately I wasn't taken seriously, and was let go when I refused to go on a date with my boss. I'm calling out for a couple of dollars a day. Please help me. Donations can be sent to paypal iwillsedateyou@hotmail.com