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please help me get out of here
Posted by AmadBaroque on 2012-05-22 21:58:00
I recently lost my job and was forced to give up my apartment and move back in with my mother, who lives in another state. I had nothing to do with her for a number years, as she was/is extremely abusive, but being unemployed and close to homelessness I was running out of options and she promised she'd changed and would help me get back on my feet. Unfortunately she lied, and my life has been hell ever since. She refuses even to let me leave the house and constantly tells me how worthless I am, and keeps me up half the night screaming at me. I don't have any friends to turn to and at this point I'd rather be homeless than deal with my mother anymore. I understand there are lot of people on here who need help, but all I'm asking for is a Greyhound bus ticket so I can finally escape. I've looked online and a ticket would cost about $200 from where I am to New York, which is where I used to live. But any assistance at all would be greatly appreciated!!! I'd also pay you back as soon as I was able to. Thank you.
Please help me get out of here
Posted by AmadBaroque on 2012-05-22 03:58:16
I recently lost my job and was forced to give up my apartment and move back in with my mother, who lives in another state. I had nothing to do with her for a number years, as she was/is extremely abusive, but being unemployed and close to homelessness I was running out of options and she promised she'd changed and would help me get back on my feet. Unfortunately she lied, and my life has been hell ever since. She refuses even to let me leave the house and constantly tells me how worthless I am, and keeps me up half the night screaming at me. I don't have any friends to turn to and at this point I'd rather be homeless than deal with my mother anymore. I understand there are lot of people on here who need help, but all I'm asking for is a Greyhound bus ticket so I can finally escape. I've looked online and a ticket would cost about $200 from where I am to New York, which is where I used to live. But any assistance at all would be greatly appreciated!!! I'd also pay you back as soon as I was able to. Thank you.
Please help me get out of here
Posted by AmadBaroque on 2012-05-21 22:58:06
I am stuck between a rock and a hard place. Need rent money.
Posted by needamiracle on 2012-05-19 15:58:12
Family in serious need
Posted by JohnsonFamily on 2012-05-17 11:58:40
Summer Heat is....
Posted by momabear on 2012-05-13 20:58:00
Thank you and God Bless!
Melissa
Laid off, disabled, losing our home
Posted by layoff on 2012-04-18 16:58:11
If Only I Saw It Coming!!
Posted by Ashamaaus on 2012-03-29 22:58:53
I am a single mother who's been truly blessed with 4, beautiful, healthy children; 3 biological & a foster son that joined our family when he was 12â¦..he is now 23. My kids are the reason I continue to battle through what has been the most challenging, darkest phase of my 50 years on this Earth.
In the summer of 2011, life, as my family knew it, was forever changed. My son got off the school bus & proceeded to enter a crime scene upon opening the front door of the house we call home. It was immediately clear that we were victims of a daytime home invasion and robbery. A trail of splinters led straight to my bedroom door, which had been demolished in the process of gaining entrance & access to my personal belongings. Robbers took my box of trash bags & proceeded to fill them with anything that could be sold or traded. I came home to find that they had stolen everything of value that I had worked for in my 50 years of existence & everything of value that my kids cherished as well.
It didn't happen often, but on the occasion that I had a few extra dollars to spend on myself, I found pleasure in buying nice jewelry. Through the years, I had managed to accumulate a nice collection. Also, as a child, my father & I shared an interest in coin collecting. I had managed to hold on to several interesting coins my dad & I found. Weekly, he also, gave me & my brothers our allowance of a fifty cent piece each. I had somehow managed to hold on to many of these as well. I stored my coin collection in the bottom portion of my large armoire. This area is what my family referred to as "the safe." Anything of value, particularly sentimental, was given to me to be protected in the safe. A couple good examples are my, then, 10 year old son's game ball for hitting the Championship game winning grand slam home run & my daughter's horse riding medals, show jewelry & accessories, as well as a silver handled knife & sheathâ¦â¦.the only personal possession my foster son owned from his childhood. I carry a tremendous amount of guilt for not doing a better job of safe guarding my family's precious & dear possessions.
In addition to the lingering guilt, the robbery also resulted in life altering psychological effects to me & my family. I continue to wonder if & when I will ever fully recover & be the secure, self confident person I was before the robbery. Immediately following the break-in, I was consumed by finding out who was responsible & ways of obtaining this informationâ¦..I could think of nothing else. After several weeks of frantic guessing & running wild goose chases, I started to realize that regaining possession of my property was less likely as each day went by. I could feel myself falling into a dark, lonely place with deep despairâ¦..& unfortunately, I was content to be there. For the next several months, I could not work, did not eat or sleep & rarely came out of my bedroom. There was a film in my head that ran & reran the events leading up to & immediately following the robberyâ¦..filled with the "I should've"s, "I could've"s and "what ifs." I am plagued with distrust & no longer find interest in much of anything. I was robbed of far more than just pieces of propertyâ¦..they stole my trust in mankind, my desire to thrive, my faith in the world & my sanity.
I have worked as a medical school curriculum manager for 21 years. As a result of my mental decline, I was unable to work for over three months which, consequentially, made it difficult to pay all of the bills. I managed to rob Peter to pay Paul for several months & kept up with everything except for my house payment. It is now in arrears nearly $5,000.00 & I am out of resources. For the first time in my life, I am facing foreclosure. It is embarrassing & humiliating & I don't know how to tell my kids that they are likely to have no place to call home in the very near future. I feel like such a failure! Even though I've been an exemplary employee for many years, as a consequence of the self doubting & tremendous stress, I am now faced with the strong potential of losing my job due to my inability to focus & my lack of desire to face each day, As if this wasn't enough for one person to handle, I am also witnessing the daily decline of my father & my hero due to end stage Parkinson's & Alzheimer's.
I'm not sure how this begging website works but if there is someone out there that is willing to make me a loan & work out a payment arrangement, I promise not to let you down.....you will be repaid! I am working hard to battle the persisting PTSD symptoms that continue to plague me. I just worry that facing homelessness may be more than I can handle. Lord, I hand it over to You coz I come to You a broken, wounded angel. I thank you for any consideration and appreciate all prayers. May God bless you many times & in many ways for your generosity & kindness!
Heartfelt Plea from Broken & Wounded Angel
Posted by Ashamaaus on 2012-03-29 20:58:49
I am a single mother who's been truly blessed with 4, beautiful, healthy children; 3 biological & a foster son that joined our family when he was 12â¦..he is now 23. My kids are the reason I continue to battle through what has been the most challenging, darkest phase of my 50 years on this Earth.
In the summer of 2011, life, as my family knew it, was forever changed. My son got off the school bus & proceeded to enter a crime scene upon opening the front door of the house we call home. It was immediately clear that we were victims of a daytime home invasion and robbery. A trail of splinters led straight to my bedroom door, which had been demolished in the process of gaining entrance & access to my personal belongings. Robbers took my box of trash bags & proceeded to fill them with anything that could be sold or traded. I came home to find that they had stolen everything of value that I had worked for in my 50 years of existence & everything of value that my kids cherished as well.
It didn't happen often, but on the occasion that I had a few extra dollars to spend on myself, I found pleasure in buying nice jewelry. Through the years, I had managed to accumulate a nice collection. Also, as a child, my father & I shared an interest in coin collecting. I had managed to hold on to several interesting coins my dad & I found. Weekly, he also, gave me & my brothers our allowance of a fifty cent piece each. I had somehow managed to hold on to many of these as well. I stored my coin collection in the bottom portion of my large armoire. This area is what my family referred to as "the safe." Anything of value, particularly sentimental, was given to me to be protected in the safe. A couple good examples are my, then, 10 year old son's game ball for hitting the Championship game winning grand slam home run & my daughter's horse riding medals, show jewelry & accessories, as well as a silver handled knife & sheathâ¦â¦.the only personal possession my foster son owned from his childhood. I carry a tremendous amount of guilt for not doing a better job of safe guarding my family's precious & dear possessions.
In addition to the lingering guilt, the robbery also resulted in other life altering psychological effects to me & my family. I continue to wonder if & when I will ever fully recover & be the secure, self confident person I was before the robbery. Immediately following the break-in, I was consumed by finding out who was responsible & ways of obtaining this informationâ¦..I could think of nothing else. After several weeks of frantic guessing & running wild goose chases, I started to realize that regaining possession of my property was less likely as each day went by. I could feel myself falling into a dark, lonely place accompanied by deep despairâ¦..& unfortunately, I was content to be there. For the next several months, I could not work, did not eat or sleep & rarely came out of my bedroom. There was a film in my head that ran & reran the events leading up to & immediately following the robberyâ¦..filled with the "I should've"s, "I could've"s and "what ifs." I am plagued with distrust & no longer find interest in much of anything. I was robbed of far more than just pieces of propertyâ¦..they stole my trust in mankind, my desire to thrive, my faith in the world & my sanity.
I have worked as a medical school curriculum manager for 21 years. As a result of my mental decline, I was unable to work for over three months which, consequentially, made it difficult to pay all of the bills. I managed to rob Peter to pay Paul for several months & kept up with everything except for my house payment. It is now in arrears nearly $5,000.00 & I am out of resources. For the first time in my life, I am facing foreclosure. It is embarrassing & humiliating & I don't know how to tell my kids that they are likely to have no place to call home in the very near future. I feel like such a failure! Even though I've been an exemplary employee for many years, as a consequence of the self doubting & tremendous stress, I am now faced with the strong potential of losing my job due to my inability to focus & my lack of desire to face each day. As if this wasn't enough for one person to handle, I am also witnessing the daily decline of my father & my hero due to end stage Parkinson's & Alzheimer's.
I'm not sure how this begging website works but if there is someone out there that is willing to believe in me & offer me a loan & payment arrangements, I promise not to let you down.....you will be repaid! I am working hard to battle the persisting PTSD that continues to plague me. I just worry that facing homelessness may be more than I can handle. Lord, I hand it over to You coz I come to You a broken, wounded angel. I thank you for any consideration and appreciate all prayers. May God bless you many times & in many ways for your generosity & kindness!
Proud Mum of 4 Boys Drowning in Debt
Posted by pauleanne on 2012-03-13 19:58:59
I am about to loose my home and I am not too sure where to turn.
I work full time for a large Australian company. I spend everyday working with drug addicts, alcoholism & homelessness, so I know that there are people worse of than me.
I just want to secure the roof over our heads and stop the nasty phone calls and letters demanding money.
Any help would be greatly appreciated
Thanks
20 years old, no family to turn to, almost $1,000 in debt, and lease expiring in two weeks.
Posted by RobbieDFW on 2012-03-02 03:58:04
I'm 20 years old, working as an operator at a machine shop just a few miles from my current apartment.
About a month ago, the president of our company announced that they were going to be moving the shop in a few months. He did not, however, mention that this would cause a lot of us to lose hours due to a lack of received work orders for our CURRENT location.
I already had a couple of outstanding loans from before things went south at work. Just a couple of hundred dollars for electricity or rent that I figured I could pay back quickly taking the shops pay rate into account. However, now that I've been going without more than 10 hours of work a week for almost three weeks paying my loans back is becoming more of a game of trying to scrape together my minimum payment amount while also somehow managing rent, bills, and food money. I've gotten to the point where I'm eating about a meal a day and spending as little time in my apartment as possible to cut back on water and electricity expenses.
The real kicker of this whole situation is that my lease will be expiring 3/19/2012, and I need to manage to get a new apartment before then. With the two outstanding loans, moving expenses, leasing deposits and application fees...well, it's starting to look like I might be living under a bridge next month...
Most people my age would turn to there parents for help, but I don't really have any such luck. Both of my parents just kind of jumped ship as soon as I graduated High School. Last I heard from mom she was using meth, and Dad isn't faring much better...
Please, help me avoid homelessness and give what you can so I can manage a standard, stable adult life.
I need money to help move
Posted by SApprentice on 2012-02-17 19:58:35
help with rent
Posted by momof06baby on 2012-01-24 14:58:12
PLS SOMEONE HELP US OVER THE HOLIDAYS!!!!!WE REALLY ARE IN NEED....
Posted by jenmoore1 on 2011-12-27 11:58:38
Please help
Posted by cobreezy1 on 2011-12-20 14:58:48
rent and car-repairs
Posted by jimbo_sos on 2011-12-08 18:58:34
Please in Need Farm Equipment
Posted by achoco51 on 2011-11-11 13:58:08
Help Me Help Them
Posted by uhelped on 2011-10-17 14:58:00
The last two years of my life has been the most difficult financially, but the most rewarding on a spiritual and mental level.
I would not trade these two years for anything in the world.
Like most people, who had never experienced homelessness, I didn't have any idea what the true needs of our nation's homeless were. Most of us think of only food and clothing.
Seeing it from the other side, I have not only seen the need, but will do something about it. 50% of all proceeds from my business (international trading company) will go to meet those needs.
The start-up cost for my business are $3,000. If you can't spare $100, anything will help. By helping me, you will help hundreds of people in Colorado Springs, and eventually, thousands of people across the nation.
Help Me Help Them!
John
We Live Like Refugees In Our Own Country - The U.S.A.
Posted by Greatful2U on 2011-10-11 16:58:46
Although I grew up in a lower middle class family (disfunctional, and often abusive), I now live in abject poverty. I've made some mistakes. Who hasn't? Society can be quite unforgiving to those who've done a series of dumb things in the past!
Without going into a very long story here, I'll try to explain our situation. I'm an educated, intellegent, kind, and creative person. I'm not on drugs or alchohol, nor am I in any way a self-saboteur. My basic needs are pretty simple - a half way decent place to live and the knowlegde that I'm making progress in my life.
My most important goal is to help my family. I'd like also, to in some way contribute toward making the world a better place for everyone.
"Give a man a fish and you feed him for one day. Teach a man to fish and he can feed himself for a lifetime." (Unknown Author)
If you'd like to help me help myself and my family, your contribution won't just be a drop into a bottomless bucket! I'm working diligently to reunite my family, clean up my credit, get a real place to live, go back to school, get off of government benefits and get a job, eventually start my own business, and give back to others.
Those aren't unreasonable goals, yet due to a lack of basic resources, reaching any of them has been extremely difficult. We're hanging in there. Currently, we're trying to raise enough money to relocate and get out of homelessness.
Please help us if you can. Thank you; and may God bless you and yours always.
Please Help a Graduate Pay Her $275,000 Student Loans
Posted by Tiffcat on 2011-10-10 18:58:49
I am currently an unemployed law school graduate who has over $275,000 in student loans to pay (college, law school, and bar study loans combined). I went to school with the goal of increasing my ability to earn a good living but I cannot find a job to save my life. I have been rejected from retail and restaurant jobs because I'm overqualified while being rejected from law firms because I am under qualified. I am now sinking into a deep state of depression over the fact that the tiny bit of savings I have left in the bank to pay my bills is rapidly shrinking as each month passes. School should not cost so much, especially if there is little promise for employment following graduation.
Unlike the average person who could use a little extra cash for something, I am nearing complete homelessness. My struggle is not with credit card debt but with educational debt and the fact that I'm unemployed and cannot convince any employer to hire me. Without an income and bills mounting, I will end up on the street by January. With little hope left, I issue this beg for help.
College Grad in Physics Needs a Job
Posted by gwumpkie on 2011-08-19 14:58:38
Homeless Student
Posted by fallinangelmsbrown on 2011-08-09 11:58:57
email:fallinangelmsbrown@yahoo.com
husband and myself disabled
Posted by needahand on 2011-08-02 23:58:10
thank you all so very much
Job Needed
Posted by vickinicole on 2011-08-01 21:58:15
I am a recent college graduate, recieved my Bachelors degree in May 2011 from Arizona State University.
Life has gone downhill from there. I have applied for a fingerprint clearance card to try to get into substitute teaching. No luck so far with that.
I have not been able to pay my mortgage in 6 months, my place is going into foreclosure.
I cannot keep my electricity and phone on. I've tried getting a roommate, no luck with that either.
I have applied to hundreds of jobs, Wal-Mart, temp agencies, amazon.com, CVS, Circle K.
No luck.
I am on the verge of homelessness and feel depressed and drained.
I need help.
Help me move back to San Francisco
Posted by ileftmyheart on 2011-07-25 21:58:06
I had to leave SF in 2009 because my various illnesses (diabetes, peripheral neuropathy, and bipolar disorder) made it impossible for me to continue to work. I lost 4 out of the last 5 jobs I held.
I couldn't cont. to pay my rent in SF and was facing homelessness. I ended up back in East Tenn.
I can't begin to tell you how awful it is to be gay and living in the buckle of the "Bible Belt". It's like a blast furnace of hate is beating down on me at all times.
SF is a wonderful place. I'd rather be homeless in SF than to be housed in East Tenn.
If you know anything about San Francisco you know it's one of the most expensive cities on the planet.
I have a small income from Social Security--enough to rent a small place. But I need help getting there.
I am looking for $10,000--enough to move, enough for first and last month's rent, utility deposits, and enough to furnish a small place in the Tenderloin.
By the way, I do not use drugs (never have), don't drink (never have), don't smoke (never have), and have never had legal problems. I have a Master's Degree in Social Work. I worked in medical centers and nursing homes for 20+ years.
