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Thank You so very much for your help. Heres my story. I am in my early 30s. I am a mother of two loving kids ages 4 and 9. My husband moved out a year ago after a bout of depression, stating "I love you thats why I cant stand to stay here n watch you die like this!" And it is true anyone who has watched a loved one waste away before thier eyes can tell you it eats your soul. In a way I cant blame him. I have hopes we will someday get our family back together. Untill then I am in this alone, and now find my self here asking you for help.
I have several cronic illnesses. Including scoliosis:Scoliosis is a sideways curvature of the spine that occurs most often during the growth spurt just before puberty. While scoliosis can be caused by conditions such as cerebral palsy and muscular dystrophy, the cause of most scoliosis is unknown. My scoliosis curve got worse, the spine rotated and twisted, in addition to curving side to side. This caused the ribs on one side of the body to stick out farther than on the other side. Severe scoliosis can caused back pain and difficulty breathing. In my case In severe scoliosis, the rib cage may press against the lungs and heart, making it more difficult to breathe and harder for the heart to pump.I also experience harsh neurological affects of Muscle weakness, Numbness and Abnormal reflexes. To save my life I had to have surgery.
Surgery involves correcting the curve (although not all the way) and fusing the bones in the curve together. The surgeon lays bone grafts across the exposed surface of each vertebra. These grafts will regenerate, grow into the bone, and fuse the vertebrae together. The bones are held in place with one or two metal rods held down with hooks and screws, helping to support the fusion of the vertebrae.I went through all this at age 13. But now with the onset of sevral more cronic illness complication from the surgery that once saved my life now slowly kill me.
Years later I began getting sicker and sicker by the time I was 20 my spine was degenerating causing horrible pain, I had to have my appendix removed, then gallblader went bad. We never dreamed these all had a common factor. Doctors just shook their head proclaiming :you are just so young for your body to be failing like this". Eventually it was discovered I have Lupus and severe arthritus. Lupus is an autoimmune disease, meaning that the body' s immune system mistakenly attacks healthy organs and tissue. Lupus can affect any part of the body, causing inflammation and damage in joints, skin, kidneys, heart, lungs, blood vessels, or the brain. More than 90% of people with lupus have skin rashes, often triggered by exposure to the sun, and about half have kidney and lung problems. Because lupus affects the joints, it is considered a rheumatic (arthritis) disease.
Upon this discovery things began to make sense. So doctors now knowing why began a body wide check up to see what all has been affected. One test was A bone mineral density (BMD) test measures how much calcium and other types of minerals are present in a section of your bone. Your health care provider uses this test, along with other risk factors, to predict your risk of bone fractures in the future and detect osteoporosis. Bone fracture risk is highest in people with osteoporosis. They found I indeed had osteoporosis at the age of 22. SO now My bones are weaking causing damage areas all over my body, but the most serious being in my spine. Now comes the arthritis/lupus, they see these damaged areas and my own imune system attacks. Eating at the damaged areas creating even more damage, which increases the area the lupus attacks. It is a vicious circle. I have now been treated with medication over 10 yrs. But they can only slow the illness there is no cure, and dure to my scoliosis and the metal rods in my back surgical treatment options are very limited.
The damage is so severe I was decared legally disabled by the age of 23. My only income is SSI. I have to support my children and I on 658.00 a month. Thank God the court issued my ex to pay my rent in lue of child support. I am asking for help to cover upcoming medical bills. In the last 14 months I have had 5 seperate kidney surgery. My right kidney is damaged and I will soon be having a 6th surgery. This one to remove damaged section of the tube that leads from the kidney to bladder. then they will reattach at a higher section of bladder. I will aslo be having several Jaw surgeries. Due to exposure to radiation, osteoperosis a excessive vomiting of stomache acid my teeth are breaking and falling out. The doctor needs to repair what they can and put in inplants for what they cant. This will slow the degineration of my jaw. Without this treatment my jaw is going to cave in. Currently I am only able to eat mushy foods. I have drastically lost weight and my body is stuggling to heal due to the stress, pain and infection. So I hunbly beg of you to help me 1.00 or 50.00 anything would help. These procedures will not only improve my quality of life but aslo help extend my time here on earth just a little ehile longer. I just want to be with my kids as long as I can.Whith each dollar you donate its like adding an hour to my life.....What would you give for a few more hours with the ones you love?

Thank You so very much for your help. Heres my story. I am in my early 30s. I am a mother of two loving kids ages 4 and 9. My husband moved out a year ago after a bout of depression, stating "I love you thats why I cant stand to stay here n watch you die like this!" And it is true anyone who has watched a loved one waste away before thier eyes can tell you it eats your soul. In a way I cant blame him. I have hopes we will someday get our family back together. Untill then I am in this alone, and now find my self here asking you for help.
I have several cronic illnesses. Including scoliosis:Scoliosis is a sideways curvature of the spine that occurs most often during the growth spurt just before puberty. While scoliosis can be caused by conditions such as cerebral palsy and muscular dystrophy, the cause of most scoliosis is unknown. My scoliosis curve got worse, the spine rotated and twisted, in addition to curving side to side. This caused the ribs on one side of the body to stick out farther than on the other side. Severe scoliosis can caused back pain and difficulty breathing. In my case In severe scoliosis, the rib cage may press against the lungs and heart, making it more difficult to breathe and harder for the heart to pump.I also experience harsh neurological affects of Muscle weakness, Numbness and Abnormal reflexes. To save my life I had to have surgery.
Surgery involves correcting the curve (although not all the way) and fusing the bones in the curve together. The surgeon lays bone grafts across the exposed surface of each vertebra. These grafts will regenerate, grow into the bone, and fuse the vertebrae together. The bones are held in place with one or two metal rods held down with hooks and screws, helping to support the fusion of the vertebrae.I went through all this at age 13. But now with the onset of sevral more cronic illness complication from the surgery that once saved my life now slowly kill me.
Years later I began getting sicker and sicker by the time I was 20 my spine was degenerating causing horrible pain, I had to have my appendix removed, then gallblader went bad. We never dreamed these all had a common factor. Doctors just shook their head proclaiming :you are just so young for your body to be failing like this". Eventually it was discovered I have Lupus and severe arthritus. Lupus is an autoimmune disease, meaning that the body' s immune system mistakenly attacks healthy organs and tissue. Lupus can affect any part of the body, causing inflammation and damage in joints, skin, kidneys, heart, lungs, blood vessels, or the brain. More than 90% of people with lupus have skin rashes, often triggered by exposure to the sun, and about half have kidney and lung problems. Because lupus affects the joints, it is considered a rheumatic (arthritis) disease.
Upon this discovery things began to make sense. So doctors now knowing why began a body wide check up to see what all has been affected. One test was A bone mineral density (BMD) test measures how much calcium and other types of minerals are present in a section of your bone. Your health care provider uses this test, along with other risk factors, to predict your risk of bone fractures in the future and detect osteoporosis. Bone fracture risk is highest in people with osteoporosis. They found I indeed had osteoporosis at the age of 22. SO now My bones are weaking causing damage areas all over my body, but the most serious being in my spine. Now comes the arthritis/lupus, they see these damaged areas and my own imune system attacks. Eating at the damaged areas creating even more damage, which increases the area the lupus attacks. It is a vicious circle. I have now been treated with medication over 10 yrs. But they can only slow the illness there is no cure, and dure to my scoliosis and the metal rods in my back surgical treatment options are very limited.
The damage is so severe I was decared legally disabled by the age of 23. My only income is SSI. I have to support my children and I on 658.00 a month. Thank God the court issued my ex to pay my rent in lue of child support. I am asking for help to cover upcoming medical bills. In the last 14 months I have had 5 seperate kidney surgery. My right kidney is damaged and I will soon be having a 6th surgery. This one to remove damaged section of the tube that leads from the kidney to bladder. then they will reattach at a higher section of bladder. I will aslo be having several Jaw surgeries. Due to exposure to radiation, osteoperosis a excessive vomiting of stomache acid my teeth are breaking and falling out. The doctor needs to repair what they can and put in inplants for what they cant. This will slow the degineration of my jaw. Without this treatment my jaw is going to cave in. Currently I am only able to eat mushy foods. I have drastically lost weight and my body is stuggling to heal due to the stress, pain and infection. So I hunbly beg of you to help me 1.00 or 50.00 anything would help. These procedures will not only improve my quality of life but aslo help extend my time here on earth just a little ehile longer. I just want to be with my kids as long as I can.Whith each dollar you donate its like adding an hour to my life.....What would you give for a few more hours with the ones you love?

I am 29 yrs and I never grew up to know my mum as she died immediately after my birth.My dad died 3yrs ago in Pennsylvania,I'm the only daughter of my folks.I grew up in Ambler PA. My ex-boyfriend,David Gareth was very cruel to me, he absconded with my dad's money which was kept with me after a completion of a contract in EAST Pennsylvania When My ex-boyfriend got absconded with the undisclosed sum of US dollars, this brought the first brake up between me and my dad, because he thought we had the deal together, but not knowing that I'm innocent about this. So my dad has been harsh and tough on me about this,i am too vulnerable when it comes to relationships that was why my ex boyfriends used me allot.After all these happened to me and caused by my Ex boyfriend, I joined a dating site( www.singlesnet.com) where I met a African guy online here who promised heaven and earth that he wants to marry me and to be a with me for eternity; I was so, happy that I never knew I was going from Fry-pan to Fire". The African guy told me of an investment opportunity in African and he convinced me to come along with loads of money when coming down. On getting here, all his intention was to take away the money from me, play me and leave me on my own. I came from the United States with all the money I've gotten from my Dad's business and contracts remuneration. Because the African guy told me of an idea to invest in African sculptures here. When I got here, he made all possible means to get the money from me and get away with my money.When I noticed this, I took the money and my traveling boxes and deposited it with a Security/Insurance Company here in African in order to save myself and my assets. Thereafter I left the Guy's apartment to an hotel where I am in right now and from which I am communicating to you right now. My friends warned me before i went on this journey, i actually sold everything i had back home , i thought i had a life with this African guy, since most guys back home where in for just sex and some money.I lost all my friends. That is why i wanted to know if you are not like these two guys i mentioned, i really want to be loved for who i am, but i need a caring Man that i can spend the rest of my life with....i hope it is you.Well, let me hang on here till I hear from you. I hope someone will understand all that i have said.
Regards
Beauty Diva

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99%? What about the 49%?

I do not believe I have any dedicated followers to this blog that I started about a week ago. I have added to the end of my blogs a donate button and I feel I need to justify the decision to do so. That is what this blog is about, and it probably should have been my first post.

It seems like there are three groups of people in America.

There is the rich. They get tax breaks simply for being rich. The philosophy is that if they spend less on taxes then they will invest it into production and buying stuff and it will “trickle down.” I am all for it if it works. But it doesn’t. They have had their tax breaks for about ten years and there isn’t anything trickling down my way.

Then there is the very poor. They claim to be incapable of working 40 hours a week because of mental or physical issues. They don’t get up very early in the morning, they don’t worry about the way they look. They collect social security, food stamps, unemployment and whatever else they can get for free. I know there are some people that legitimately can not work but I think there are a great deal of people that can and choose not to.

Instead of the 99% movement lets start a 49% movement.1% is uber-wealthy. About 50% pay no taxes and/or are a drain on our society. So that leaves 49%. I am the 49 percent and that fucking sucks! We can’t get ahead and we can’t get a hand.

Let me tell you a little more about myself. I work 60+ hours as a salesperson, which is non-commission based position. There are some things we can sell and if we sell it at a certain margin we can get a “spiff.” Unfortunately I sell building materials and not a lot of people are building right now. Also the the things that you can get a spiff on are high-end items that are difficult to sell in a good economy. I still try like hell though. In the interest of getting as many hours as possible there is no job I will not do or that is too menial. I will sell, I will work out in the yard and drive a forklift, do deliveries, stack lumber, shovel snow, sweep, empty trash, stock shelves, answer the phone,work the register or anything else that will keep me from getting sent home or laid off.

I started this blog about a week ago. I was looking for another way to make money doing something I enjoyed in my “spare” time. As well as working 60 hours a week I am also a divorced dad that takes his kids every weekend. So there isn’t a whole lot of time for a second job. I looked into the Ebay thing and realized I really don’t have anything left to sell.

Also looked into doing surveys. On average you can get a dollar for each 45-60 minute survey you take. I still do this occasionally. If I have time and can find a few that I feel are worth my time. Any little amount helps.

I thought I might eventually be able to monetize this blog by putting up enough content to get advertisers interested. It will probably take several months and a lot of writing before this might be possible. Until then I will keep the donate button on here.

My point here is that I started looking for a way to get my head back above water a week ago and things have gotten far worse since then. I went to the grocery store yesterday and in my estimation prices have gone up close to 25% on most of the things I buy. In a week!

And the price of gas....

My job is about a 25 minute commute from where I live. There is no public transportation where I live and I do not think a 25 minute commute is unreasonable. But even with a car that gets 28 miles to the gallon and gas prices being what they are it is a huge strain on the wallet. They are talking about the price of gas going up twenty cents over one weekend! I topped off yesterday in the hopes of saving two bucks.


I don’t have the answers but it seems like this system of government and politics doesn’t work. We elect a Republican for 4-8 years and when they fail to fix everything we elect a Democrat. They don’t make our problems go away either and in another 4-8 years we try another Republican and so on. Its like having two cartons of milk in the refrigerator. You take a sip of one carton and its sour, you take a sip from the other carton and it is sour too. So you try the first carton again. What? It’s still sour? Weird. Maybe we should try the second carton again....

Come on people! Can’t we get together? We need to throw out the rotten fucking milk, get off our dead asses and get down to the store and buy some fresh fucking milk!

I was already falling behind. Then it only took one small medical emergency and one car repair to put me even further in the hole. Between money I had to put up for office visits, medical procedures that had to be done, car repairs, and lost time at work it cost me over a thousand dollars that I did not have to spend. Now I am possibly facing eviction.

And I know there are people out there that need the money far more than I do. I don’t have cancer, my kids do not need a life-saving medical procedure and I am not living on the streets yet. All I am asking is that if you understand where I am coming from and you like what I have to say help me out and donate a couple of bucks. I am not asking you to “give until it hurts,” and if you don’t have it to give then I don’t want it.

If you can’t help me out by donating money, then help me out by sounding off in the comments and telling me how I can make this blog better or what I should do different. I openly welcome harsh criticism and all opposing viewpoints.

I am not looking for millions of dollars, thousands of dollars or even hundreds of dollars. I would be very happy with tens of dollars. Ten bucks accumulated over a week from several people would be a huge shot in the arm right now. If I made an extra ten bucks from donations it would buy me enough gas to get back and forth to work for two days. Or it would cover the rising cost of my grocery bill. Right now that would be huge.

Give what you can. Every penny counts. Or offer your suggestions or both. Donate some obscure amount and put that same amount in the comments or send me an email telling me the obscure amount you donated and I will reply personally to those comments and emails. I will probably respond whether you donate or not.

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I thank you for any support you can

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We are a small group of humanitarians based in Phnom Penh, Cambodia trying to make a difference in the lives of these poor orphaned street kids. On a daily basis they are constantly sifting through garbage to find their next meal in order to survive the harsh reality of living alone.

Many of these children end up in prostitution just to be able to survive.

With your help, we would like to be able to start a small center, where we can feed, educate and give them shelter.

Your donation would ensure that each child is fully nourished and grows up with a promising future.

As little as $50 will keep a child fed and off the streets for a month.

Please show your support now by giving what you can afford.

Thank you for your kindness

I am ashamed to that it has come to this. I need help so badly it seems so unreal... I don't know how it go this bad...
I am a 25 years old and I have a 2 year old, who brings such happiness to me. I rent a house for $300.00 a month. seem good deal right. That's what I thought while I was pregnant with my son. I had to move out of a apartment complex because they upped the rent to $850.00 a month for a 1bed/1bath and I still had to pay all the utilities. That was coming out way to high for me, know I had a little on on the way. I canceled my contract 3 months before it was up and I go A huge penalty bill for that, but I had no choice. I packed every thing I owned and move to a really really bad part of the city. It was 2am so I just went in with a blanked and a pillow and crashed on a couch that was left behind by some Tweakers. When I woke up I started to bawl. The front door was not Even a front door, it was a temp door that you find a a construction site. Th wall between to living room and kitchen was gone and the support beams were being held by a 2x4, The ceiling was sagging. the kitchen had water damage and the celling was dripping black water. The counter tops was pieces of plywood with wallpaper nailed to it. The bath hall bathroom was nasty like "stuff" all on the tub side wall and spoons that looked burnt? not sure on that but there were needles there. the three rooms not so bad a little drywall work and done. that master bath (if that was what was supposed to be) was backed up black mold? and something dead int the shower part. I called the lad lord and he said "you signed to contract knowing what was wrong". I reminded him of what he told me you said a LITTLE bit of work, Like little patches here and there... he told me you signed it and it said you were to fix up the house for part of the rent and pay 300 for the last bit. fine any how. the whole time I have been here it has be fixing on the house and trying to nurse a baby and work to pay the bills. 2 years down the line the roof leaks every time it rains, I landlord was so kind to replace toe swamp cooler for an AC. That gave me a $900.00 bill, because the house has so many cracks and leaks, it was cooling the out side world too. The hall bathroom tub has a cracked pipe under it and the wall around the spigot started to degrade. the cracked pipe leaks in to the master bathroom and floods part of the master bedroom. I could not pay my gas bill so I had to turn it off, but I boil our bath water to bathe. Work has slowed down so bad and I used all my unemployment to barely keep my head above the water. Now that it is gone... my rent is backed up to 1200.00 I still have to pay 900.00 for electric. I applied for food stamps but budgets had been cut back for the state that I get 150.00 for the month. so I applied for WIC and it gives us a little bit (two gal of milk, a loaf of bread, and 6.00 worth of veggies along with the cheese and peanut butter) I went and got a food box but there was not much ( a bit of pork, 6 mystery cans, and crunchy hamburger buns) all this was to last us for the month. I had to cut back to one meal a day so my son can have his 3 meals and 2 snacks. but lately I have gone with out eating but only once every two days. It hurts bad to do that. I lost 50lbs from this, I mean I looked at it positively, I kinda needed it. but my clothing dont fit any more, they hang on my body or fall off my waist and Now that winter is coming along... I cant get fall/winter clothing for my son, I am okay, I guess I have coats that work for me, He dose not fit any thing that he had last winter. I feel like I am a horrible mother, that cant even get her child clothing and I cant lose our home even tho it is old, run down, leaky, and falling apart. It is still a place that we can be safe for the elements of the outside world. I Have tried asking my mother to help us but she is having a hard time, too.
I am sorry to bother and ask y'all for some help. I am so very sorry, But I have to do what I can to help my son, so he dose not have to worry about when his next meal is or if he is going to be warm enough. I want him to say innocent as long as possible. No child should have to grow up so fast and leave their childhood behind. He is to young to know how harsh and hard the real world is. I want to see him smile over the smallest things at life, It makes all this worth it... for him. Please anything will help us. I will be so ever thankful and know that there still are people out there that have a heart and would show it to the world. Thank You for your time and Thank You for being so kind enough to read this. Thank You from the bottom of my heart.

It all starts two years ago when I had a real estate business. I had known there was something wrong with me for years but 2 years ago I had only just been diagnosed with Endometriosis. The pain associated with it was excruciating and after all those years of pain it went on to develop into chronic pain syndrome.

I was lucky to have a partner to help support me through my illness, but with his own health issues the real estate business failed and I ended up deep in debt. In February this year I had to do a Non Asset Procedure, which is a less harsh form of bankruptcy.

Due to my bad health and Chronic pain I have been unable to work much in the last couple of years, but I decided to make good use of my time and have been studying towards my Bachelor of Communications in Media Studies and Journalism.

In September of last year my city that I lived in, Christchurch New Zealand was hit by a 7.1 magnitude earthquake. Luckily for us it struck in the middle of the night and was centred quite a way outside of the City so there was a lot less damage than people would expect from an earthquake of that size. However just when we were all getting back on our feet, on February 22nd this year the city was hit again. This time the quake was a 6.3 and was centred under the city, which meant unimaginable damage to our entire city and 188 people were dead.

I left the city that day because I couldnt deal with the emotional and mental toll it was taking on me. I had to leave my friends and family behind. Myself and my partner moved to the North Island to a place called Paraparaumu, it is a 9 hour drive and ferry ride from my family and home town. The move cost us a lot of money and we have struggled to survive up here as there are not many jobs.

On top of that myself and my partner are separating, which leaves me financially worse off, with no job and no car, and health needs.

I am such a proud person who doesnt like to take even a couple of dollars from people, but I am desperate and need some help. I need to buy a car so that I can still remain mobile. Healthwise I'm able to go back to working part time so need a car for transport for work.

Please if anyone can help or donate a few dollars here and there I would be eternally greatful. I am a great believer of paying it forward and intend to do just that when I am finally on my feet. I also do a lot of advocating for organisations like Greenpeace and Amnesty International. I may not be able to offer them financial help right now but I'm always willing to spread the word and message they need to spread and to do volunteer work for them. Thats how I pay it forward and I ask that you take the chance to pay it forward to someone like myself that is in need.

Whoever you are just know that whatever you send out you recieve three fold. The universe has a way of blessing you for your generosity.

Hello,
I am very new to this sort of thing, never have I asked strangers for anything before but there has never been anything I wanted more than a baby.
Husband and I have been trying to get pregnant for four years and have failed (my fault) The reason we failed is that as a teen I was diagnosed with cancer and obviously my parents opted for harsh treatments to keep me alive, only problem is that the treatments had a terrible affect on my reproductive organs and wiped out my eggs so the only way I can have a child and give my lovely husband a baby is by having ivf using another lady's egg's.
We do work and try to save to pay for this on our own but do not really earn enough and it never seems to mount up to what we need (£7,500), I am also getting older and worry that my chance to be a mother will slip away.
I understand that there are people in what you may feel is worse hell than I am in but truly some days I struggle to understand why this had to happen to me.
If you feel that you can help we would be forever in your debt.

This is as bad as it gets for me, I hate begging and I dont want to be a burden on society but i'm at my breaking point. 4 years ago out of high school I started working at Wal-mart, I started as a grocery stocker and made my way up to be a team lead as a truck unloader and supervisor. Things were great until last october when I witnessed a fellow employee being sexually harassed by someone underneath me. We filled a sexual harassment report with the managers but they blew us off. Since they refused to do anything to the kid he kept it up and then started underminding me as a supervisor because he knew he was getting away with it. I was told I needed to just "do the job" by another manager and the girl eventually quit after the kid assaulted her and tried to force himself on her in the parking lot. I was demoted and given the really bad jobs because of my "failure to supervise", then myself was picked on by the managers who used me as the scape goat. We tried talking to a lawyer but the case wasnt very good and would cost us too much. After months of being tormented and letting the kid crawl under my skin for the last time, I went to the office and told them I cant work for a company that endorses sexual harassment and sexual predators to work for them. I quit and regretfully didnt stay the two final weeks of the notice.

Since then I have been black listed by them when it comes to applying for other jobs. My room mate and only friend who lives around here, also worked with me and quit at the same time as me for the same reason. We both ended up having to terminate our lease in april after selling everything we owned other than our clothes, cars, my grill and a few necessities. I have no family to move back to, my parents are non-existant. I have lived out of my car and at a rest stop nearby for a good 4 months. I'm down to my last $5 due to last night my brake cables and brake fluid lines rotted out in my car from the terrible salting from the harsh winters. I finally have a job starting but I cant afford to get my car repaired now and that is going to compromise everything. I'm so worried about what I will do, the job pays bi-weekly and my first pay check wont be for 3 weeks after starting. Getting my car fixed means everything to me right now. Without it I am stranded. I bought the parts already but the service and labor fees are what is killing me the most. It will run about $200-300's.

Again I hate to beg, I feel so horrible even considering it, it feels so beneath me. I've always been the kind of person to donate and stick up for the people who are hard up, but now that I am in this position I dont know who to turn to. I'd be eternally grateful and will try to find some way to make it up if I can. God bless you all and may you never be put in this horrible situation. I would never wish it upon anyone :(

Love and hope to everyone

- Scott

So let's get straight to it: I'm a 28 year old double bachelor's graduate. I initially had a Finance degree (magna cum laude), couldn't find a steady career, went back for my Accounting degree (again with honors), and still can't start my career due to "lack of experience". I hold down two terrible paying jobs and typically work from 7am to 9pm on the weekdays as well as 1pm-7pm on Saturdays, totaling to over 70 hours a week.

I live at home with two elderly parents: my father is retired and legally blind thanks to macular degeneration, my mother an immigrant with no driver's license with a list of medical conditions a mile long. We enjoy a crumbling house which desperately needs repairs to the roof and driveway thanks to harsh rains and a heavy winter.

I'm doing all I can to keep things afloat and maintain the household, which is hard with the limited amount of time on my hands, not to mention the occasional flair ups of my Crohn's disease. Oh yeah, I don't have medial insurance and cannot afford the ridiculously priced medication. Thank you to the Doctor who helped diagnosed my condition at a VERY discounted price.

I know I can make it through this and somehow regain the semblance of a normal, healthy life. All I'm asking for is whatever relief I can get to help chip away at my expenses and keep things moving forward. The immediate plan is to repair the house and finish paying off my student loans and my parents' high credit card debt while trying to start a career.

If- no WHEN I make it to the end of the tunnel, I will absolutely pay it forward to someone else in a similiar situation. I do have a history of volunteer work when things weren't as bad, and I still sometimes give time to a local soup kitchen. ANY help is appreciated. Thanks for your time!

I would like to tell you a story that relates to why I am asking for help.
My father was a Vietnam vet who proudly enlisted into the army to serve his country. After willingly serving two tours of duty, he came home and married my mother (his high school sweetheart) and started a family consisting of me and my two older sisters.
When I was four, my father began experiencing difficulties with his legs and feet. After many unsuccessful operations, it was determined that he was losing the bone density in his legs and he was put in a wheelchair.
My father was an amazing man; he never let his being in a wheelchair keep him down. He climbed Pike's Peak twice and Mount Evans once in his wheelchair, one of his climbs was filmed by a local TV show in Colorado called P.M. Magazine. We have the video footage on beta and are trying to find a way to convert it to DVD. I would love to share his story with anyone wanting to watch it. It shows what a courageous man he was. It was a heartbreaking climb over rough terrain and sometimes he had to strap his wheelchair to his ankles and drag it while he scooted up steep inclines on his backside. It never deterred him. He had more strength and determination than any man I have ever met in my life. He also ran marathons in his wheelchair and spoke to other handicapped and disabled individuals to help them realize that although someone may be hindered, it just means that they learn to function differently. "I may be in a wheelchair, but the wheelchair isn't in me," he used to say.
In 1987, when I was 12, the harsh weather conditions of Colorado became unbearable for my father and we moved to Las Cruces, New Mexico.
My father was never granted disability in Colorado or New Mexico and while he fought for 30 years for his pension from the Army, he never received that either (the common story of we can't seem to find your files even though my father repeatedly submitted his paperwork to show his contribution to our country). As a result, my mother found herself working 2 full time jobs just to support us and we still barely made ends meet.
We grew up poor our entire lives, but we understood what it was like to be rich in other ways. Our family was close and we knew that, no matter how rough things could be at times, that we really did have each other. My sisters and I grew very close over the time when we had no electricity and only had each other to listen to because we didn't have the power for television and radio. We are still very close to this day. I will never regret how we grew up, even with the struggles, because it was the foundation of who we are today. We all learned how to be kind and unselfish and value each other. Both my sisters and I all have our own children and work hard to instill the same values in them.
In 2000, my father was diagnosed with lung cancer as a result of being subjected to Agent Orange while in Vietnam. The tumors were visible in both lungs and nothing could be done. He passed away one week after the diagnosis. We had no time to prepare and certainly no time to say goodbye.

My mother now lives in PA in a cute little Amish town. She has since remarried a wonderful man named Jack. He is also a Vietnam veteran.

My sisters and I still live in New Mexico with our families, although my heart is definitely on the east coast with my mother.
A short time after my mother moved to PA, she got a
job as a nurse. She loved helping other people as she had done all her life. Unfortunately, she suffered a fall that left her with permanent neck and spinal injuries. After going through her own numerous surgeries, she was unable to continue the work that she loved so much. The tables have turned from when we were growing up where she was the only source of income and Jack has been the sole provider for the last several years.
Recently, Jack began to feel very ill and it looks like the effects of Agent Orange have done their damage once again. He is suffering from skin cancer and stage 4 prostate cancer and after going through a series of tests, the probability of also having lymphoma is very high. My mother is going through the same horror once again and while my sisters and I are grown, losing a father to Agent Orange for the second time isn't easy on the heart.
A few years ago, my mother lost both parents and her only sibling, a brother, in the span of four months. She has nobody and I can't bear to leave her alone while she suffers physically and emotionally.
Unfortunately, I lost my job a couple months ago due to layoffs and have had extreme difficulty finding another source of income. Las Cruces is a small city with very limited opportunity. While I worked in the same profession for the past 11 years, I have applied for any and every type of job I could find.
We are struggling to find a way to move close to my mother so that I can take care of her and so she won't be alone if she loses Jack. My sisters and I are the only family she has left and I want nothing more than to be there for her.

I am hoping to find a job there very quickly and I would also love to attend schooling and get my degree in forensics. It has been a dream of mine to be able to assist in solving crime related cases. I firmly believe that I can accomplish my career goals and help my mother if I were in a state with far more job opportunities.
We have never been comfortable financially and my 2 teenage boys understand what it is like to do without the things they want in exchange for just the things they need, much like my sisters and I when we were growing up. I have always wanted more for my kids than to see them grow up here in a high poverty state. I believe the job opportunities and schooling for them will be equally beneficial. They both already have career minded goals that will take them farther in a bigger state.

It has been 4 years since I've seen my mother as neither of us can afford the expense of a trip.

All I am requesting is enough assistance to be able to move my family closer to my mother and locate a house to rent while I search for a job. I am only asking for short term support as I know that I am capable of supporting my own family and I am certain that I will be able to find gainful employment in a short time.

I would like to tell you a story that relates to why I am asking for help.
My father was a Vietnam vet who proudly enlisted into the army to serve his country. After willingly serving two tours of duty, he came home and married my mother (his high school sweetheart) and started a family consisting of me and my two older sisters.
When I was four, my father began experiencing difficulties with his legs and feet. After many unsuccessful operations, it was determined that he was losing the bone density in his legs and he was put in a wheelchair.
My father was an amazing man; he never let his being in a wheelchair keep him down. He climbed Pike's Peak twice and Mount Evans once in his wheelchair, one of his climbs was filmed by a local TV show in Colorado called P.M. Magazine. We have the video footage on beta and are trying to find a way to convert it to DVD. I would love to share his story with anyone wanting to watch it. It shows what a courageous man he was. It was a heartbreaking climb over rough terrain and sometimes he had to strap his wheelchair to his ankles and drag it while he scooted up steep inclines on his backside. It never deterred him. He had more strength and determination than any man I have ever met in my life. He also ran marathons in his wheelchair and spoke to other handicapped and disabled individuals to help them realize that although someone may be hindered, it just means that they learn to function differently. "I may be in a wheelchair, but the wheelchair isn't in me," he used to say.
In 1987, when I was 12, the harsh weather conditions of Colorado became unbearable for my father and we moved to Las Cruces, New Mexico.
My father was never granted disability in Colorado or New Mexico and while he fought for 30 years for his pension from the Army, he never received that either (the common story of we can't seem to find your files even though my father repeatedly submitted his paperwork to show his contribution to our country). As a result, my mother found herself working 2 full time jobs just to support us and we still barely made ends meet.
We grew up poor our entire lives, but we understood what it was like to be rich in other ways. Our family was close and we knew that, no matter how rough things could be at times, that we really did have each other. My sisters and I grew very close over the time when we had no electricity and only had each other to listen to because we didn't have the power for television and radio. We are still very close to this day. I will never regret how we grew up, even with the struggles, because it was the foundation of who we are today. We all learned how to be kind and unselfish and value each other. Both my sisters and I all have our own children and work hard to instill the same values in them.
In 2000, my father was diagnosed with lung cancer as a result of being subjected to Agent Orange while in Vietnam. The tumors were visible in both lungs and nothing could be done. He passed away one week after the diagnosis. We had no time to prepare and certainly no time to say goodbye.

My mother now lives in PA in a cute little Amish town. She has since remarried a wonderful man named Jack. He is also a Vietnam veteran.

My sisters and I still live in New Mexico with our families, although my heart is definitely on the east coast with my mother.
A short time after my mother moved to PA, she got a
job as a nurse. She loved helping other people as she had done all her life. Unfortunately, she suffered a fall that left her with permanent neck and spinal injuries. After going through her own numerous surgeries, she was unable to continue the work that she loved so much. The tables have turned from when we were growing up where she was the only source of income and Jack has been the sole provider for the last several years.
Recently, Jack began to feel very ill and it looks like the effects of Agent Orange have done their damage once again. He is suffering from skin cancer and stage 4 prostate cancer and after going through a series of tests, the probability of also having lymphoma is very high. My mother is going through the same horror once again and while my sisters and I are grown, losing a father to Agent Orange for the second time isn't easy on the heart.
A few years ago, my mother lost both parents and her only sibling, a brother, in the span of four months. She has nobody and I can't bear to leave her alone while she suffers physically and emotionally.
Unfortunately, I lost my job a couple months ago due to layoffs and have had extreme difficulty finding another source of income. Las Cruces is a small city with very limited opportunity. While I worked in the same profession for the past 11 years, I have applied for any and every type of job I could find.
We are struggling to find a way to move close to my mother so that I can take care of her and so she won't be alone if she loses Jack. My sisters and I are the only family she has left and I want nothing more than to be there for her.

I am hoping to find a job there very quickly and I would also love to attend schooling and get my degree in forensics. It has been a dream of mine to be able to assist in solving crime related cases. I firmly believe that I can accomplish my career goals and help my mother if I were in a state with far more job opportunities.
We have never been comfortable financially and my 2 teenage boys understand what it is like to do without the things they want in exchange for just the things they need, much like my sisters and I when we were growing up. I have always wanted more for my kids than to see them grow up here in a high poverty state. I believe the job opportunities and schooling for them will be equally beneficial. They both already have career minded goals that will take them farther in a bigger state.

It has been 4 years since I've seen my mother as neither of us can afford the expense of a trip.

All I am requesting is enough assistance to be able to move my family closer to my mother and locate a house to rent while I search for a job. I am only asking for short term support as I know that I am capable of supporting my own family and I am certain that I will be able to find gainful employment in a short time.

Hieveryone. This is the first time I do this and I am here becuase of a harsh time I face. I am an origami artist and I have no actual job because I get continually discriminated in South Texas for my appearance and people prejudice my paper art that it will not sell. I currently owe to IBC bank for an approximate 600 dollars and I am trying to raise money by selling my cherished paper roses for 1 dollar to everyone at several Burger Kings in several cities. I believe that I should work for my own money, but help has not been enough and jobs are not hiring me. I need dotanions, whether they be small or as you please, but I feel like my art is not rendering enough money each day. Please donate to my cause and as soon as I complete my debt to IBC Bank, then I can sell my origami art to keep me stable.

Ladies and Gentlemen: I would like to build several alpine shelters for tourists. Also, I would like to set-up small water captions - somewhere in the mountains from my country.

There are many mineral springs in the area where I live. Most of them have proven therapeutic properties. Unfortunately, they have been abandoned by the local authorities.

I cured myself from a stomach disease after I sistematically drunk water from such a spring! I would like to help others to become healthy, too.

The problem is that the springs are located in remote, difficult to reach areas. I need money to clean up the mountain paths, to pay the construction materials, to transport them up on the mountains, to pay my co-workers, to pay the tools, plus the shelters' endowment, and to acquit countless other smaller expenses.

If I want the job to be done properly, I would have to spend tenths of thousands of dollars. Unfortunately, I do not have such an amount. But I have the will to work hard; and the determination to live in harsh conditions, for several months, in order to materialise my dream.

Any amount you can offer me, it would be welcomed.

At the donor's express wish, I can inlay his/her name on a stainless steel plate, accompanied by the following words: "Spring caption made with the invaluable help of Mr/Mrs [your name]. Please say a small prayer, for your benefactor, before drinking from this water."

I thank you for your generosity.-

I am going to be completely honest with you. I am a very talented individual who, through the force of circumstances, has not been able to get out of a rut. I am educated, have years of work experience, have a lovely wife and beautiful son. I am very fortunate in many aspects of my life, except money. It stems from our house flooding back in 2008. Our basement (which is also my wife's place of business) flooded due to an extreme winter storm. Our sump pump failed to engage when waters began to collect behind our house. The resulting damage totaled close to $20,000.00. Even though our area was considered a disaster area the US government declined my request for a disaster grant, twice. We had to finance everything with credit cards. And that put us right in the hole.

Ever since we have had to use credit to get by. We have mounting credit card debt closing in on the 40K to 50K range (I don't want to add it all up as I don't want to see the actual number). I am considering one of those debt resolution companies or bankruptcy. But both have major drawbacks. I have been searching for a better paying job in the accounting industry but competition is stiff and employers' requirements are high and the amount of jobs is low.

I am certain that if we could get rid of this debt we would be put back on our feet and ready to excel. I just need one "do over" without any harsh consequences and then I feel I will be able to go GREAT things. Thank you for listening.

NJ

Benjamin Goodman, a 4 Year Old Boy With Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia Loses Mother and Sister in Auto Accident. Your Help is Needed.

Benjamin Goodman, a bright and friendly 4 year old boy is in desperate need of your help. At only 4 years old, Benjamin was recently diagnosed with Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia. Even more unfortunate is the fact that Benjamin lost his mother (my sister), and older sister in a auto accident (September 22, 2010), less than 2 weeks after being diagnosed with Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia.

Benjamin is now living with me (Ronnie), and my wife Ann. However, immediate and long term financial assistance is needed. We were referred to Begslist as we have nowhere else to go and no one else to ask.

Benjamin grew up in harsh conditions and his daddy walked out on their family shortly after he was born.

We are in no financial state to attend to the large amount of financial responsibility that struck the family and we will appreciate anything. Every bit helps!

Some of the financial includes: Benjamin’s Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia Treatment, School, Clothes, Food, ETC

This campaign was set up by direct family of the Goodman’s. All donations are secured and can be made via PayPal.

All funds raised will be used to attend to the immediate and long term financial needs of Benjamin.

Should you have any questions for verifying the authenticity of ’Benjamin’s Campaign’, feel free to contact me, Ronnie or Ann:

Ronnie/Ann Stolz: bengtrust@gmail.com

MUCH APPRECIATED

Benjamin Goodman, a 4 Year Old Boy With Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia Loses Mother and Sister in Auto Accident. Your Help is Needed.

Benjamin Goodman, a bright and friendly 4 year old boy is in desperate need of your help. At only 4 years old, Benjamin was recently diagnosed with Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia. Even more unfortunate is the fact that Benjamin lost his mother (my sister), and older sister in a auto accident (September 22, 2010), less than 2 weeks after being diagnosed with Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia.

Benjamin is now living with me (Ronnie), and my wife Ann. However, immediate and long term financial assistance is needed. We were referred to Begslist as we have nowhere else to go and no one else to ask.

Benjamin grew up in harsh conditions and his daddy walked out on their family shortly after he was born.

We are in no financial state to attend to the large amount of financial responsibility that struck the family and we will appreciate anything. Every bit helps!

Some of the financial includes: Benjamin’s Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia Treatment, School, Clothes, Food, ETC

This campaign was set up by direct family of the Goodman’s. All donations are secured and can be made via PayPal.

All funds raised will be used to attend to the immediate and long term financial needs of Benjamin.

Should you have any questions for verifying the authenticity of ’Benjamin’s Campaign’, feel free to contact me, Ronnie or Ann:

Ronnie/Ann Stolz: bengtrust@gmail.com

MUCH APPRECIATED

Good day
I wish to appeal to all good souls out there, as I do not know who else to turn to. I am a writer and poet from Portugal, who is trying to survive in this harsh world. All my life I have wished to study Law and Literature in England, to further increase my writting skills.

Unfortunatly I am very poor, and recently got an opportunity to visit some Universities in London. With a lot of effort I managed to get the tickets to fly (thank god for Ryanair), but that left me with a total of 11Euro (around $13) in my bank account. That would be enough to make it from the Airport to the city, but then I will have no way of surviving until I get settled there. I guess I would need at least £100 ($160 or 110€) to survive there for a week, which should be enough to get a job (I hope)

I don't have a family to help me and the few friends I have helped me get the ticket and the fee to use this public computer. I hope with a degree I will be able to earn money and help others who need, for I know what it is to try to be someone and not succeding.

Thank you

http://www.project-puppy.com/

For a loooooong time, I’ve wanted to adopt a puppy. We couldn’t have one when I was a kid (allergies, parents, etc.), then for a long time I lived in the city. I know, I know, there are plenty of city dogs and it’s quite possible to give them wonderful lives, but I just wasn’t sure my lifestyle would allow for that. Personally, for my ambition as a dog caretaker, I resolved not to seriously entertain bringing home a canine companion until I had a fenced yard that he could enjoy and relax in without being leashed or strictly supervised. Just under two years ago, I moved into my very first house, with a great big yard and a nice tall fence. Perfect, right?

Seemingly, yes. At first, the house needed a lot of work. The previous occupants had kept dogs, but were not terribly responsible about it. So, there was a lot of rehabbing to be done to floors, walls, woodwork and carpet. I really wanted to bring a puppy home, but I had to do it right. Have the infrastructure and resources all in place, really set us up for success, y’know? The plan was to adopt near the beginning of summer vacation (I’m a teacher), so we’d have plenty of time to bond, and train, and acclimate and play and socialize and... you get the picture. Things were looking good, and then... I lost my job.

Again, not wanting to leave the door open for failure, Project Puppy had to be postponed. I have a second (and now a third... and half a fourth) job, and some savings and other resources, so it’s not like I’m in real danger of becoming homeless. BUT, taking on additional, non-elective expenses right now wouldn’t be fiscally responsible. Unless, of course, I have help; that’s where you come in.

It occurs to me, that oftentimes in the community of dog lovers, that when someone has a litter or finds a stray or has to move, and looks to place their pooch in a home rather than abandon them to a shelter, they reach out to their networks of friends and fellow-dog-lovers. So often I’ve overheard the phrase, “Ohhh, I’d love to, but...” don’t have the space/money/time for another dog, the wife/husband/landlord would kill me, I’ll ask around... I know that many donate generously to the ASPCA and various rescue organizations, on top of whatever is spent providing furry friends with toys and treats galore. I thought that perhaps, some of these dog lovers who have already filled their own homes to capacity with paws and leashes, might be willing to contribute to keeping at least one pup out of “the system” and in a comfortable home; and Project Puppy was born.

If you’ve got the dime, I’ve got the time. The house is in order, the backyard is all set, I’ve done a fair amount of research and dogsitting. I’ve got a small network of dog-friends to socialize with and a reliable de facto sitter if I should ever need to travel out of town. The last missing piece is the available fundage to provide food, equipment, vet care, etc. I figure if I can scrape together $1000, that should be adequate for a years’ worth of normal care. Maybe a little more, considering the initial outlay of bowls and a leash and a bed. If you support the cause, and care to throw a dollar or two in the pot, I’ll squirrel these funds away specifically for this purpose, and every little bit helps. Like child support, except this child is kinda hairy and has really harsh breath and I will never ask you for a paternity test. If you can’t afford to donate, but know someone who would, maybe you’ll forward them a link so they can come read?

That’s about as far as I’ve thought this web plea through. My owner taught me not to beg, but I’ve a feeling that if enough people just read this site, I won’t need to. I’ll keep the site updated with how close we are to the goal, and hopefully once we succeed, pictures/videos/updates on the little guy’s progress. Thanks for your time, and your generosity!

http://www.project-puppy.com/