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My daughter and I are in need of finding a place of our own. These past couple months have been extremely hard because of the death of my mother. We were all living together and my mom was splitting the rent with me and I was working to take care of her. She was sick with Cancer and she had the operation and we all thought she was going to be okay. She did not recover like we expected and she ended up going in a Rehabilitation Center and we visited her often until she came home. I am the youngest of her children. I have 3 brothers and 1 sister and we are called the Berry 5. We were allways known as the Berry Family from the time we were little. My mom started to do better and we were so happy to have her home. It came time for her to Start Chemotherapy and Radiation. She was scared but I and my sister talked her into it because we knew the doctors had told us that she needed it because the cancer had spread to her lymp nodes and when they did the surgery they were not able to get everything. My mom had done one week of Radiation and she went in for one session of Chemo. The same day she had Chemo she seemed fine and then 2 days later she was having fevers, throwing up and so extremely weak. I thought it was because of the Chemo because that is what was explained to us. My concern was she couldn't keep anything down. I needed to give her medication for her Diabetes and High Blood Pressure but everytime I gave her anything, it all came up and so I was so scared because her blood sugar was high and I didn't want it to get any higher. She began to complain of stomach pain and I thought it was another side effect of the Chemo. For a couple days of her vomiting and having diarrhea, I was able to get some fluids down her and it seemed to stay. Little by little we both thought she was doing better. Her strength was not there though, it was difficult for her to even get up to go to the bathroom. The following day she continued to vomit and I was scared so I told her she needed to go to the hospital, because I felt that they could help her more. They could give her medications through an IV and they could find out why she was so weak and everything. She was scared and did not want to go but I convinced her. The ambulance came and took her to the hospital. I tried to follow her but I had to pick up my 11 year old daughter from school. I did go and they would not let me go back right away. I told them my mom had been brought in and they told me she wasn't checked in yet. About 20 minutes passed and I went back up to the window and they told me they would see if the doctor would let me back there and they were saying my daughter couldn't come back there because she wasn't 14, I told them she is only 11 years old and I'm not leaving her in the waiting room with strangers and that she was coming back there with me. They finally let us in and we went back to see my mom. I couldn't believe they had her hooked up to so many machines and she was on morphine and so out of it. I walked up to her and I said Ma, I'm here and she turned and looked at me. She was happy to see me, but then she told me that they told her, they found blood in her stools. I told her it was probably just do to her Hemorrhoids. but she said they told her it was positive for something. I asked her for what and she didn't know. I began looking for the doctor so I could ask questions but he wasn't around and everyone I talked to told me the doctor would be in soon to go over my mom's condition. I stayed with my mom, just holding her hand, telling her I loved her and that she was going to be okay. They came in to take her to have an ultrasound and my daughter and I waited. The doctor finally came in and told me that my mom had an abcess in her stomach that had burst. I said what are you talking about? He said that she had a condition called peridonitis and that the abcess burst and was releasing all this poison inside her stomach and her blood pressure was dropping dramatically. He then told me it was too dangerous for them to operate at that time because her INR level to to high. My mom had been taking Cumadin for a blood clot that she previously had and the cumadin made her INR level extremely high and her blood was not clotting so they said if they did surgery, she would bleed out. They said they needed to correct it by giving her lots of blood products and they gave her all kinds of strong antibiotics and blood and plasma. They were pumping so much stuff into her, I didn't know what to do. Her blood pressure was like 85/60 and then like 76/40 and it was getting lower and lower. They had her hooked up to so many IVs and then they told me that she was the sickest person they had in the ER. So many doctors and interns and students and nurses overcrowded my mom's room. I called my sister and told her what was going on and she came down to be with me and my daughter. They told us they would do all they could for my mom but that it didn't look good. I began to pray, my mom had always taught me to pray and give things over to god. As the night went on, they decided to put an IV in my moms neck, they said it was more direct and if and when she went to surgery it would be better to have that in place. They made us leave the room and they had like 10 people in there with there machines and cameras and equipment to help guide them where to put the IV at. I had never gone through this before and I was so scared but I was keeping my faith. One doctor wanted to talk to me and my sister alone and I didn't want to hear him telling me anything negative. He asked us a lot of questions concerning my mom's health and history. He then told us that she was in acute renal failure and that her colon was damaged where the abcess bursts and fecal was being released into her abdomen. This is the last thing I wanted to hear. I asked him if they could fix it, he said they would do all they could but that their main focus was trying to bring her INR levels down because they were dangerously high. She was also anemic and that is why she was so weak, her blood level was extremely low. They were continuously giving her blood products, antibiotics and plasma. My sister decided to take my daughter home with her. I told her I would call her when I knew when they were going to do surgery. The surgeon had spoken to us and said that it was a good chance, and that operating was her only chance and once her blood level was corrected that they would go in and repair the damage. I felt some what relieved but as the night went on she was in a fight for her life. The main doctor working on my mom's case came and told me that her breathing was not getting any better and that he needed to put her to sleep so he could intubate her and put a breathing tube down her throat. He said it would be good to have anyways so that she would be ready when they went to surgery. There was nothing I could do except walk out of the room and wait. I continued to pray and wait and pray and wait. Hours went by and I would walk and peek inside the room and see my mom's blood pressure increasing some, this gave me hope but then the doctor would come and tell me it wasn't looking like she was improving and that we needed to prepare that she might not make it through the night. i couldn't believe what he was telling me. I called my sister and my brother and told them , they were praying as well. I didn't know who to listen to, one doctor is telling me it's hopeless and the surgeon is telling me it's a good chance she would be okay once taken to surgery. I sat in the hall because they wouldn't let me back in and they stayed with her at all times, monitoring her and giving her medicine and all the blood and stuff back to back. Then they came out in the hall and told me they were ready to take her to surgery. They said she might not hear you but you can still talk to her. I walked up to her lying there, so still and I told her how much I loved her and i told her to fight and that we would do it togther and that I would be here when she woke up and that I was not leaving her. The surgeon put me in the OR waiting room. I was all alone in there by myself. I waited and waited and only 20 mins went by and a security guard told me there was a cafe there and if I wanted to go grab a cup of coffee that I could. I went downstairs and got the coffee, as soon as I reached the OR floor I saw the surgeon standing there, he walked over to me and he said, I'm sorry but your mom's heart stopped during surgery and we revived her but then it stopped again and he said I don't we can get it back. My whole world just crumbled, I began screaming and crying and I fell to the floor. I was just askig God why. Why is this happening? This security lady came over to comfort me and began telling me how sorry she was and asked me if I had any family I could call. I called my sister and told her and she said she was on her way down. She lived in another city about 45 mins away. I was still on the ground just broken and this lady began to tell me that God would help me and give me the strength to go on. She asked me if I had any children, I told her I had a daughter, and she told me I needed to be strong for her. I wasn't trying to hear all that. My whole world was ripped right from under me. A couple of doctors and this lady helped me off the floor and the surgeon that came out , came out again and told me they would take me back to see her. They brought out a wheelchair and wheeled me back there and when they opened the door, my god I just saw them on top of her doing chest compressions and I was just screaming and then the surgeon is telling me I need to make a decision because everytime they do that, they are hurting her and he said, you don't want her to suffer anymore. I was just waiting on my sister4. I didn't want to make that call but I didn't want them pounding her chest in so I told them to stop. It killed in me inside. They wheeled me over to her and I just cried. My mom was only 60 years old and she had her whole life ahead of her and I don't understand why any of this happened. She was such a beautiful person and she had been a christian for 33 years. SHe loved the lord and she raised me and my siblings up in the church. I couldn't believe that she was gone because I had prayed and prayed and I just knew that God would spare her life. I lost my real father at the age of 16 and even then I didn't know him. I always had my mom and she remarried when I was 11 years old. She had been married for 19 years and my step father passed away in July of 2008. He was a sickly person and she took care of him and nursed him for all those years. He had diabetes, high blood pressure, prostate cancer, he was on dialysis for kidney failure, he had a four by pass surgery and he was in and out of the hospitals for years. She suffered so much seeing him suffer and taking care of him, he took what little strength she had. But because he was her husband she did all she could to help him and she loved him so much. So now all remains is just me and my siblings. It's hard because my mom was my best friend. I can't remember a time when she wasn't around. We did everything together and we lived together for years and I took care of her. I wanted so bad for her to be okay and to make it through surgery, I had been taught for years about the love of Jesus and I couldn't understand what he chose to take her away from her children and grandchildren. We had a two bedroom apartment and she had her room and my daughter and I shared a room. After she died, I went home that morning with my sister and I stayed over there for the remainder of the day. The whole day was just hurting, crying and calling the rest of the family. I felt so bad because my youngest brother, say youngest because he is the youngest of my 3 brothers, even though they are all older than me. He came to the hospital to see my mom but he thought she was still alive and the doctors didn't tell him, they let him in the room and she was already covered up and he walked in and was like, it's over ?? he couldn't believe it , he just broke down. One of the nurses that was in the OR called my sister and he was crying, apologizing to us because he thought my brother already knew. He told us how sorry he was. Now my family is broken, my mom was the rock that held us all together. We didn't have money growing up, we didn't have a lot of the finer things in life but we had love. She loved us like no one could. She did it all for her children and most importantly she taught us about God. She lived her life for Jesus, she would pray on a regular basis, read her bible daily, go to church often as she could and when things looked hopeless she took them to god in prayer. She prayed not only for her children, grandchildren and siblings but for people all over the world, she would pray for all the countries and for the sick and homeless and anyone she could pray for. She gave over the years endlessly to Trinity Broadcasting Network, Feed the children, CBN, David Terrell Ministries, Boys Town, Children International, Food For All and to so many others. Month after month, year after year she was giving. She taught us how to give and there were times when we would just make food and take it to the park to give to the homeless, bottled water, sandwiches, noodles, chicken or whatever we could. She would never turn down a person needing help or asking for spare change, she would give freely. She would tell me all the time, it's better to give than to receive and that god would bless me. So I began giving as well, I would call and donate and try to help whenever I could. My mom was also a big giver to the goodwill. Over the years we gave so much, and everytime they would ask if we wanted a donation paper for a tax write off she would say no. she didn't want that, she was giving freely and she didn't want anything in return. That's who she was, she was the person who would mentor you and talk to you about Jesus and how over the years he brought her and our family through so many trials and tribulations. SHe praised god for everything, for the good times and the bad. She used to always tell me to be thankful and to praise god. Now there were times when i was suffering so much and I didn't want to praise god, I wanted god to help me and at the time it seemed like he wasn't. My mom was always there to tell me baby, hold on.. give your burdens over to the lord and he will help you and supply all your needs. I realized that he did just that. I remember when she had surgery for the cancer and she was wondering why god allowed her to come down with that. It was hard for her because her faith was shaken then. She couldn't believe after she was faithful to him for so many years that he would allow her to suffer so horribly and there my sister and I were telling her that she would be okay, that God loved her still and he had not forsaken her and that he would bring her through this. She was so discouraged at the time but we would not let up. She couldn't believe this was her children mentoring and encouragiing her as she had done for us over the years. She told me, she was happy and she felt relieved that her living and everything she had taught us was not in vain. She was thankful to God that we were listening to her and by example we followed her footsteps. She began to get better and we thought she would be okay. My mom was a pure Christian, she didn't drink, didn't smoke, didn't do drugs, didn't curse. She would make you turn the tv channel if you were watching something that cursed. She loved her cowboys though. Her favorites were Bonanza, The rifle man, High Chapparal, Wagon Train, The Virginian and so many others. She also loved the old shows, the clean shows, the original dennis the menace, columbo, family affair, petticoat junction, I married joan, hawai five o, the streets of san francisco, i spy, murder she wrote, in the heat of the night, matlock, the big vally, dr quinn, little house on the prairie, family ties, good times, 227, what's happening, the jeffersons, the brady bunch and so many others. Her favorite game shows were The price is right, deal or no deal, let's make a deal, the newlywed game, match game and who wants to be a millionaire. I loved spending time with my mom, she was someone I could always talk to and she would never judge me, she would tell me how much she loved me and how proud she was of me. She taught me how to carry myself as a lady and she taught me how to stand up for myself and I owe her so much. I felt like I let her down that night she was in the hospital and I told her she would be okay and that I would be waiting for her when she woke up but she never woke up. I felt that made me a liar. I had been taking care of my mom for months and I was preparing her meals, giving her medications on schedule and was taking her to her appointments and running errands for her. My mom had been weak for so long because before she found out she had cancer she was bleeding perfusely having vaginal bleeding and they made her very anemic. Before surgery she had 4 transfusions and then after surgery she had 2 more. She never got all her strength back and after she had the first surgery, she was too weak that they sent her to Ballard Rehabilitation and they were working on getting her strength back and getting her up and walking. She did so much better when she was in there and when she came home, they sent out a home health nurse, a physcialy therapist and an occupational therapist. They began doing exercises with her and the physical therapist thought it would benefit my mom to have some help with getting around. So she ordered her an walker , the kind that had a seat on it, she ordered her a wheel chair, a raised toilet seat with the rails and a shower chair and shower bench. So when my mom started walking more better she was using her walker all the time, it was helping her because she had the support to keep her from falling and when she got tired , she could just sit down. I did all I could to take care of her, on a daily basis. She was not strong enough to shower herself, so I bought the shower hose and I began to shower her daily, dress her and do everything for her but I loved her so much and I didn't care what I had to do, she was my mom. There were days when she thought she was a burden to me and she would tell me, that I work to hard and that she was sorry she was not able to do things for herself and i would immediately tell her to stop talking like that. I would tell her, she was my mom, I loved her and wanted to look after her and that she wasn't a burden on me. That she took care of me when I was little and over the years and now it was my turn to take care of her. She told me a couple weeks before she passed away , you said, you really stood by your mom, when all the others went on their way. you stood by your mom. She said, I don't know what I would have done with out you. She said I don't know how I would have made it and she said god is really going to bless you and he will remember everything you did for your mother. She told me how special I was and now that she is gone , I remember everything she ever told me. It has been so hard, going through all her things and seeing all the cards and letters she gave me over the years. Everybody keeps telling me it will get better but I don't see that happening. I can't go one day without crying for missing her so much. I am grateful because she is not in any more pain but I am hurting so badly without her. I have a big sister but we have never been that close, she seems to want to spend more time with me now but nobody could ever feel that empty space inside my heart for my mother. I recently moved in with my brother and I want so desperately for me and my daughter to be able to get a place of our own. It costs so much to pay for first and last months rent and I have this old 1994 car that has been giving me so much trouble and I am barely scraping along , just trying to make it. I would appreciate any help I am given. If anyone can find it in their heart to help me and my daughter move out and get our own place or simply help us with the day to day necessities, it would be greatly appreciated.

My daughter and I are in need of finding a place of our own. These past couple months have been extremely hard because of the death of my mother. We were all living together and my mom was splitting the rent with me and I was working to take care of her. She was sick with Cancer and she had the operation and we all thought she was going to be okay. She did not recover like we expected and she ended up going in a Rehabilitation Center and we visited her often until she came home. I am the youngest of her children. I have 3 brothers and 1 sister and we are called the Berry 5. We were allways known as the Berry Family from the time we were little. My mom started to do better and we were so happy to have her home. It came time for her to Start Chemotherapy and Radiation. She was scared but I and my sister talked her into it because we knew the doctors had told us that she needed it because the cancer had spread to her lymp nodes and when they did the surgery they were not able to get everything. My mom had done one week of Radiation and she went in for one session of Chemo. The same day she had Chemo she seemed fine and then 2 days later she was having fevers, throwing up and so extremely weak. I thought it was because of the Chemo because that is what was explained to us. My concern was she couldn't keep anything down. I needed to give her medication for her Diabetes and High Blood Pressure but everytime I gave her anything, it all came up and so I was so scared because her blood sugar was high and I didn't want it to get any higher. She began to complain of stomach pain and I thought it was another side effect of the Chemo. For a couple days of her vomiting and having diarrhea, I was able to get some fluids down her and it seemed to stay. Little by little we both thought she was doing better. Her strength was not there though, it was difficult for her to even get up to go to the bathroom. The following day she continued to vomit and I was scared so I told her she needed to go to the hospital, because I felt that they could help her more. They could give her medications through an IV and they could find out why she was so weak and everything. She was scared and did not want to go but I convinced her. The ambulance came and took her to the hospital. I tried to follow her but I had to pick up my 11 year old daughter from school. I did go and they would not let me go back right away. I told them my mom had been brought in and they told me she wasn't checked in yet. About 20 minutes passed and I went back up to the window and they told me they would see if the doctor would let me back there and they were saying my daughter couldn't come back there because she wasn't 14, I told them she is only 11 years old and I'm not leaving her in the waiting room with strangers and that she was coming back there with me. They finally let us in and we went back to see my mom. I couldn't believe they had her hooked up to so many machines and she was on morphine and so out of it. I walked up to her and I said Ma, I'm here and she turned and looked at me. She was happy to see me, but then she told me that they told her, they found blood in her stools. I told her it was probably just do to her Hemorrhoids. but she said they told her it was positive for something. I asked her for what and she didn't know. I began looking for the doctor so I could ask questions but he wasn't around and everyone I talked to told me the doctor would be in soon to go over my mom's condition. I stayed with my mom, just holding her hand, telling her I loved her and that she was going to be okay. They came in to take her to have an ultrasound and my daughter and I waited. The doctor finally came in and told me that my mom had an abcess in her stomach that had burst. I said what are you talking about? He said that she had a condition called peridonitis and that the abcess burst and was releasing all this poison inside her stomach and her blood pressure was dropping dramatically. He then told me it was too dangerous for them to operate at that time because her INR level to to high. My mom had been taking Cumadin for a blood clot that she previously had and the cumadin made her INR level extremely high and her blood was not clotting so they said if they did surgery, she would bleed out. They said they needed to correct it by giving her lots of blood products and they gave her all kinds of strong antibiotics and blood and plasma. They were pumping so much stuff into her, I didn't know what to do. Her blood pressure was like 85/60 and then like 76/40 and it was getting lower and lower. They had her hooked up to so many IVs and then they told me that she was the sickest person they had in the ER. So many doctors and interns and students and nurses overcrowded my mom's room. I called my sister and told her what was going on and she came down to be with me and my daughter. They told us they would do all they could for my mom but that it didn't look good. I began to pray, my mom had always taught me to pray and give things over to god. As the night went on, they decided to put an IV in my moms neck, they said it was more direct and if and when she went to surgery it would be better to have that in place. They made us leave the room and they had like 10 people in there with there machines and cameras and equipment to help guide them where to put the IV at. I had never gone through this before and I was so scared but I was keeping my faith. One doctor wanted to talk to me and my sister alone and I didn't want to hear him telling me anything negative. He asked us a lot of questions concerning my mom's health and history. He then told us that she was in acute renal failure and that her colon was damaged where the abcess bursts and fecal was being released into her abdomen. This is the last thing I wanted to hear. I asked him if they could fix it, he said they would do all they could but that their main focus was trying to bring her INR levels down because they were dangerously high. She was also anemic and that is why she was so weak, her blood level was extremely low. They were continuously giving her blood products, antibiotics and plasma. My sister decided to take my daughter home with her. I told her I would call her when I knew when they were going to do surgery. The surgeon had spoken to us and said that it was a good chance, and that operating was her only chance and once her blood level was corrected that they would go in and repair the damage. I felt some what relieved but as the night went on she was in a fight for her life. The main doctor working on my mom's case came and told me that her breathing was not getting any better and that he needed to put her to sleep so he could intubate her and put a breathing tube down her throat. He said it would be good to have anyways so that she would be ready when they went to surgery. There was nothing I could do except walk out of the room and wait. I continued to pray and wait and pray and wait. Hours went by and I would walk and peek inside the room and see my mom's blood pressure increasing some, this gave me hope but then the doctor would come and tell me it wasn't looking like she was improving and that we needed to prepare that she might not make it through the night. i couldn't believe what he was telling me. I called my sister and my brother and told them , they were praying as well. I didn't know who to listen to, one doctor is telling me it's hopeless and the surgeon is telling me it's a good chance she would be okay once taken to surgery. I sat in the hall because they wouldn't let me back in and they stayed with her at all times, monitoring her and giving her medicine and all the blood and stuff back to back. Then they came out in the hall and told me they were ready to take her to surgery. They said she might not hear you but you can still talk to her. I walked up to her lying there, so still and I told her how much I loved her and i told her to fight and that we would do it togther and that I would be here when she woke up and that I was not leaving her. The surgeon put me in the OR waiting room. I was all alone in there by myself. I waited and waited and only 20 mins went by and a security guard told me there was a cafe there and if I wanted to go grab a cup of coffee that I could. I went downstairs and got the coffee, as soon as I reached the OR floor I saw the surgeon standing there, he walked over to me and he said, I'm sorry but your mom's heart stopped during surgery and we revived her but then it stopped again and he said I don't we can get it back. My whole world just crumbled, I began screaming and crying and I fell to the floor. I was just askig God why. Why is this happening? This security lady came over to comfort me and began telling me how sorry she was and asked me if I had any family I could call. I called my sister and told her and she said she was on her way down. She lived in another city about 45 mins away. I was still on the ground just broken and this lady began to tell me that God would help me and give me the strength to go on. She asked me if I had any children, I told her I had a daughter, and she told me I needed to be strong for her. I wasn't trying to hear all that. My whole world was ripped right from under me. A couple of doctors and this lady helped me off the floor and the surgeon that came out , came out again and told me they would take me back to see her. They brought out a wheelchair and wheeled me back there and when they opened the door, my god I just saw them on top of her doing chest compressions and I was just screaming and then the surgeon is telling me I need to make a decision because everytime they do that, they are hurting her and he said, you don't want her to suffer anymore. I was just waiting on my sister4. I didn't want to make that call but I didn't want them pounding her chest in so I told them to stop. It killed in me inside. They wheeled me over to her and I just cried. My mom was only 60 years old and she had her whole life ahead of her and I don't understand why any of this happened. She was such a beautiful person and she had been a christian for 33 years. SHe loved the lord and she raised me and my siblings up in the church. I couldn't believe that she was gone because I had prayed and prayed and I just knew that God would spare her life. I lost my real father at the age of 16 and even then I didn't know him. I always had my mom and she remarried when I was 11 years old. She had been married for 19 years and my step father passed away in July of 2008. He was a sickly person and she took care of him and nursed him for all those years. He had diabetes, high blood pressure, prostate cancer, he was on dialysis for kidney failure, he had a four by pass surgery and he was in and out of the hospitals for years. She suffered so much seeing him suffer and taking care of him, he took what little strength she had. But because he was her husband she did all she could to help him and she loved him so much. So now all remains is just me and my siblings. It's hard because my mom was my best friend. I can't remember a time when she wasn't around. We did everything together and we lived together for years and I took care of her. I wanted so bad for her to be okay and to make it through surgery, I had been taught for years about the love of Jesus and I couldn't understand what he chose to take her away from her children and grandchildren. We had a two bedroom apartment and she had her room and my daughter and I shared a room. After she died, I went home that morning with my sister and I stayed over there for the remainder of the day. The whole day was just hurting, crying and calling the rest of the family. I felt so bad because my youngest brother, say youngest because he is the youngest of my 3 brothers, even though they are all older than me. He came to the hospital to see my mom but he thought she was still alive and the doctors didn't tell him, they let him in the room and she was already covered up and he walked in and was like, it's over ?? he couldn't believe it , he just broke down. One of the nurses that was in the OR called my sister and he was crying, apologizing to us because he thought my brother already knew. He told us how sorry he was. Now my family is broken, my mom was the rock that held us all together. We didn't have money growing up, we didn't have a lot of the finer things in life but we had love. She loved us like no one could. She did it all for her children and most importantly she taught us about God. She lived her life for Jesus, she would pray on a regular basis, read her bible daily, go to church often as she could and when things looked hopeless she took them to god in prayer. She prayed not only for her children, grandchildren and siblings but for people all over the world, she would pray for all the countries and for the sick and homeless and anyone she could pray for. She gave over the years endlessly to Trinity Broadcasting Network, Feed the children, CBN, David Terrell Ministries, Boys Town, Children International, Food For All and to so many others. Month after month, year after year she was giving. She taught us how to give and there were times when we would just make food and take it to the park to give to the homeless, bottled water, sandwiches, noodles, chicken or whatever we could. She would never turn down a person needing help or asking for spare change, she would give freely. She would tell me all the time, it's better to give than to receive and that god would bless me. So I began giving as well, I would call and donate and try to help whenever I could. My mom was also a big giver to the goodwill. Over the years we gave so much, and everytime they would ask if we wanted a donation paper for a tax write off she would say no. she didn't want that, she was giving freely and she didn't want anything in return. That's who she was, she was the person who would mentor you and talk to you about Jesus and how over the years he brought her and our family through so many trials and tribulations. SHe praised god for everything, for the good times and the bad. She used to always tell me to be thankful and to praise god. Now there were times when i was suffering so much and I didn't want to praise god, I wanted god to help me and at the time it seemed like he wasn't. My mom was always there to tell me baby, hold on.. give your burdens over to the lord and he will help you and supply all your needs. I realized that he did just that. I remember when she had surgery for the cancer and she was wondering why god allowed her to come down with that. It was hard for her because her faith was shaken then. She couldn't believe after she was faithful to him for so many years that he would allow her to suffer so horribly and there my sister and I were telling her that she would be okay, that God loved her still and he had not forsaken her and that he would bring her through this. She was so discouraged at the time but we would not let up. She couldn't believe this was her children mentoring and encouragiing her as she had done for us over the years. She told me, she was happy and she felt relieved that her living and everything she had taught us was not in vain. She was thankful to God that we were listening to her and by example we followed her footsteps. She began to get better and we thought she would be okay. My mom was a pure Christian, she didn't drink, didn't smoke, didn't do drugs, didn't curse. She would make you turn the tv channel if you were watching something that cursed. She loved her cowboys though. Her favorites were Bonanza, The rifle man, High Chapparal, Wagon Train, The Virginian and so many others. She also loved the old shows, the clean shows, the original dennis the menace, columbo, family affair, petticoat junction, I married joan, hawai five o, the streets of san francisco, i spy, murder she wrote, in the heat of the night, matlock, the big vally, dr quinn, little house on the prairie, family ties, good times, 227, what's happening, the jeffersons, the brady bunch and so many others. Her favorite game shows were The price is right, deal or no deal, let's make a deal, the newlywed game, match game and who wants to be a millionaire. I loved spending time with my mom, she was someone I could always talk to and she would never judge me, she would tell me how much she loved me and how proud she was of me. She taught me how to carry myself as a lady and she taught me how to stand up for myself and I owe her so much. I felt like I let her down that night she was in the hospital and I told her she would be okay and that I would be waiting for her when she woke up but she never woke up. I felt that made me a liar. I had been taking care of my mom for months and I was preparing her meals, giving her medications on schedule and was taking her to her appointments and running errands for her. My mom had been weak for so long because before she found out she had cancer she was bleeding perfusely having vaginal bleeding and they made her very anemic. Before surgery she had 4 transfusions and then after surgery she had 2 more. She never got all her strength back and after she had the first surgery, she was too weak that they sent her to Ballard Rehabilitation and they were working on getting her strength back and getting her up and walking. She did so much better when she was in there and when she came home, they sent out a home health nurse, a physcialy therapist and an occupational therapist. They began doing exercises with her and the physical therapist thought it would benefit my mom to have some help with getting around. So she ordered her an walker , the kind that had a seat on it, she ordered her a wheel chair, a raised toilet seat with the rails and a shower chair and shower bench. So when my mom started walking more better she was using her walker all the time, it was helping her because she had the support to keep her from falling and when she got tired , she could just sit down. I did all I could to take care of her, on a daily basis. She was not strong enough to shower herself, so I bought the shower hose and I began to shower her daily, dress her and do everything for her but I loved her so much and I didn't care what I had to do, she was my mom. There were days when she thought she was a burden to me and she would tell me, that I work to hard and that she was sorry she was not able to do things for herself and i would immediately tell her to stop talking like that. I would tell her, she was my mom, I loved her and wanted to look after her and that she wasn't a burden on me. That she took care of me when I was little and over the years and now it was my turn to take care of her. She told me a couple weeks before she passed away , you said, you really stood by your mom, when all the others went on their way. you stood by your mom. She said, I don't know what I would have done with out you. She said I don't know how I would have made it and she said god is really going to bless you and he will remember everything you did for your mother. She told me how special I was and now that she is gone , I remember everything she ever told me. It has been so hard, going through all her things and seeing all the cards and letters she gave me over the years. Everybody keeps telling me it will get better but I don't see that happening. I can't go one day without crying for missing her so much. I am grateful because she is not in any more pain but I am hurting so badly without her. I have a big sister but we have never been that close, she seems to want to spend more time with me now but nobody could ever feel that empty space inside my heart for my mother. I recently moved in with my brother and I want so desperately for me and my daughter to be able to get a place of our own. It costs so much to pay for first and last months rent and I have this old 1994 car that has been giving me so much trouble and I am barely scraping along , just trying to make it. I would appreciate any help I am given. If anyone can find it in their heart to help me and my daughter move out and get our own place or simply help us with the day to day necessities, it would be greatly appreciated.

Hello! Here's my story...

A few years ago, right after I returned from Iraq and got out of the Army, my wife filed for divorce and took our daughter to another State. I was left with the house and steadily increasing credit card debt as I tried to pay my bills and keep up with child support and alimony. Finally I couldn't do it anymore, and had to declare Chapter 13 bankruptcy. The bank forclosed on my home and the court assigned me a monthly bankruptcy payment. I've been able to stop the massive slide into deeper debt thanks to the bankruptcy, but am still barely keeping my head above water. Every month is still a struggle to make ends meet. I basically get two chances to see my daughter per year, one month in the summer and once at Christmas. Last Christmas I couldn't even afford a plane ticket to see my little girl, which really hurt, and I have no idea how I'm going to come up with the money to see her this summer.

Any donations will be greatly appreciated, and someday I promise to pay it forward. God bless.

Dear All Human Beings, I am SANDEEP from Bangalore, India. I was a business man and i had a huge dreams of improving my business and becoming a successful & wealthy entrepreneur, But my fate took me into deep debt by failing all my ideas. Now nobody is there to help me. At times i had helped every one even if i dont have money. I used to help them by pledging my gold, Now i have used my credit cards to meet my monthly commitments and now unable to pay the dues and daily credit card recovery peoples are calling me and threatning me and the dues are increasing every day. I have to pay a total of 1200$ to clear the dues and come out of this credit card trap. So i wish you people to help me out by donating me as much as possible starting from 1$ to as much as u can afford to my account. Kindly reply back what ever is your opinion to my email id. If you like to help me out i will send you my paypal account details Hope you people will help me in this regards

Thanks
Sandeep

Dear All Human Beings, I am SANDEEP from Bangalore, India. I was a business man and i had a huge dreams of improving my business and becoming a successful & wealthy entrepreneur, But my fate took me into deep debt by failing all my ideas. Now nobody is there to help me. At times i had helped every one even if i dont have money. I used to help them by pledging my gold, Now i have used my credit cards to meet my monthly commitments and now unable to pay the dues and daily credit card recovery peoples are calling me and threatning me and the dues are increasing every day. I have to pay a total of 1200$ to clear the dues and come out of this credit card trap. So i wish you people to help me out by donating me as much as possible starting from 1$ to as much as u can afford to my account. Kindly reply back what ever is your opinion to my email id. If you like to help me out i will send you my paypal account details Hope you people will help me in this regards

Thanks
Sandeep

Hello people with disposable income,
I am student currently studying to become an engineer. The money is tight and I could use the help of an anonymous donor to pay some of my ever increasing bills. I live frugally and have very little free time to enjoy these days. My part time job only pays me enough to cover my food and part of my rent. Work now takes up most of my free time and I feel like the mounting stress is tearing me down. My degree will be a tool by which I can affect positive change to my community and nation. Anything to help would be incredible. Regards

I am a 28 years old married woman having 2 kids.
I’m writing this to you seeking a help from your side. I was desperately cheated by one
of my relative
with a sum of $30,000 without my husband’s knowledge.
Because of this debt I’m not able to lead a happy life with my family. Neither concentrate on my kids.
I tried in several banks, money lenders, etc but could not find a solution for this. Instead my debt is increasing day by day my debt is increasing.

Please help me by lending this amount. Please I beg you. I’m helpless.
By doing this you give life to 3 people.
I’m in such a situation that from past two days I’m feeling like killing myself.
But I’m alive only for my two kids.

This money helps to clear all my debt. And I can lead a happy and successful life in future.

Again I BEG you for the sake of my kids.
Please understand my situation.
Awaiting a positive response soon.

I’ve never asked for any kind of help before, and certainly not from people that I have never met! But my situation has become so desperate that I really do need help.
I have, for the last 15 years, struggled to make ends meet, following periods of ill-health, bad luck and catastrophic decision making. My circumstances are now very desperate indeed, and have even considered suicide.
In 1997 I suffered from a period of depression, that became so severe that I was forced to give up my job, and borrowed money to cover my mortgage and keep my house. Unfortunately the repayments on this ever increasing debt snowballed, and I found myself unable to meet my mortgage and household bills. I had ploughed my life savings into the home, and lost it all.
In 2006 I was approached by a friend, who was concerned for my financial circumstances, and suggested that we buy an old property, renovate it and sell it for a profit. I was desperate to make some money, and trusted my friend. I would refer you to full details of this in my Beg, as the project ended in complete failure having been ripped off by an unscrupulous builder. Work that should have taken 3 months took in excess of 9, and I ended up carrying out all the work myself. I regularly worked at the house from the early hours until well past midnight. The long hours left me exhausted, and in October 2008 I had a breakdown. I simply couldn’t carry on, and collapsed at work. My employer at the time was an unforgiving and vindictive man, and he said that I would be suspended if my work didn’t improve. I was afraid that I would lose my job, and under considerable psychological pressure from my employer I was forced to resign.
Following the failed business venture, which had plunged me into further debt, my breakdown and subsequent loss of my job, I simply couldn’t cope and pushed me into a long period of depression that became so severe that I planned to take my life. At the time I was so ill that I was unable to hold down a job, and this simply added to my woes - whilst out of work and undergoing intensive counselling I borrowed further. By the end of 2009 I was £15,000 ($23,250) in debt. I desperately want to rebuild my life now, but it is difficult to do so when I am saddled with a debt that is crippling me. Between 2009 and December 2010 my debt increased - there is no answer to it, and I will never ever me able to clear the £18,000 ($27,900) that I now owe. It is a debt that cripples me and prevents me from having a normal, happy life. I am 50 in February 2012, but have no future. I am tired of being worried, stressed, unable to sleep, and being depressed. Please, please help me start my life all over again. Please read my full story, and contact me if you have any questions. Thank you.

Like a great deal of the populace, I have found myself, despite tremendous effort, to keep afloat in a series of unfortunate circumstances which are gaining momentum in becoming untenable.
I work my tail off as a domestic, I have no credit cards that I use irresponsibly, or at all for that matter. I care for an emotionally unstable, elderly parent whose home has reached a point of delapidation through her own unsound management of personal finances. The roof leaks whenever it rains, the foundation is cracked and only lastnight, the electrical stopped functioning in a portion of the house.
My ex husband ruined my credit, so no hope of securing a loan and there is no one within my family that posesses the means to assist with the situation.
I have medical bills due to a surgery that was intregal to my being able to maintain a source of income. I am only able to pay my ever increasing monthly premiums for insurance. Barely.
If my employer ever was apprised, to the full extent of my situation, she would be convinced that I would most assuredly be stealing from her, whenever she misplaced something within her 6,000ft. home and I would be terminated despite my devoted service to her family.
I think people don't tend to realize in circumstances such as mine, it makes me all the more dependant on securing an excellent reference to ensure that my options are not severly crippled from that point forward.
However, she isn't a bad person, she just hasn't ever had to struggle like this, so she just doesn't understand how the other half lives.
For years, I have desperately wanted to return to school and something has always been an obstacle: time, money, even a deficit of confidence in my own ability.
I can no longer endure the duress of only just treading water indefinately.
I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop and if it does, my mother and I both will be homeless.
Any assistance that in your kindness, you may provide, will not go unappreciated.
Thank you for reading this.

Our lease is coming up in april, and neither of us feel like we want to spend a penny more on this tattered apartment, yet we suspicion the rent company is going to try to raise the rent despite the increasing wear on the place. We would really love to rent a place but we need to have security deposits on hand. That will usually come to about $1000 deposit and $300 for our 2 dogs. we're looking for a place about $450-600 per month and 1-2 bedrooms. We would appreciate any help you can give. Things are not getting better for us

I am trying to get my leaky roof fixed. I work part time for minimum wage. I have been trying to get my employer to put me on full time but they will not. I have looked for a full time job or at least another part time with no luck. The amount of money I make barely pays the bills, after food, mortgage, car loan payments, and utilities; I am usually in the red. My roof leaks to the point that some of my ceiling has rotted and fallen (I have multiple buckets to try and keep the water off the floor). There is extensive water damage and mold (I actually found mushrooms growing out of the floor at the corner of a wall inside my bedroom!). There is a spot in the floor outside the bathroom that is sunken and rotted almost through from water damage from the ceiling. My utility bills are increasing because it is getting colder. I need $6,000 to fix my roof, but any donation would be greatly appreciated. If I can get 1,000 people to donate between $1 and $10 I will be able to get my roof fixed and not have to breath mold anymore (I have asthma also). The mold grows and gives me breathing problems every day and night as it rots the wood in my house, please help if you can. Thanks.

Hi, i have never really done anything like this before so here goes. I am 29 years old and have worked in the service industry most of my life as a cook. I have always said i was going to go back to school but i never really found the time since i have always worked 50+ hour weeks. For the last year work prospects have been dismal. You would think that service industry work is plentiful but i have been proven otherwise. Pretty much what brings me here now goes like this :
I had what i thought was a decent amount of money saved up after the restaurant i worked in closed its doors. When i had first started saving this it was originally intended to go into my college fund. After paying rent, car payment, phone bill, food, internet
along with some quality of life expenses i am down to my last 23 dollars. I have already either sold or am in the process of selling anything of value i have in my apartment (funny enough having a hard time doing that too only thing that sold quickly was my xbox 360 and my flat screen). Again, i don't know what to do. I keep doing the right thing. Looking for a job has become my job. I have tried to do everything i can to minimize my spending even down to eating one meal a day and walking to look for work (you would be surprised how after a while walking a few miles is preferable to paying 2.25 for a bus fare). As time is going by my clothing are starting to deteriorate and my shoes are worn on the outer heel of each to the point i can see my socks. I do have another pair of shoes but when you are looking for a job dress shoes i wore once at a wedding and damn near tattered jeans and super faded shirts doesn't sound like a good idea when you're trying to impress a potential employer.
I feel like i am just screwed now. Soon i wont be able to afford my cell phone payments (i need this to keep in touch for job prospects) and i am currently arranging to find somewhere to stay temporarily since i wont be able to afford my apartment anymore (makes me glad i had the forethought to pay a few months rent in advance while i still could). I don't have any family left and my 2 friends in the world and now ex girlfriend are having enough money problems of their own they couldn't help me if they wanted to. I am currently only eligible for foodshare and a reduced payment plan for my electricity. I have tried every state resource that is meant to help out people in my situation but aside from the foodshare and utilities assistance all i found was jaded city workers and disappointment.
Getting to the point i have nowhere else to turn for help aside from charity. I don't have money left and i am freaking out. I ran a laundry list of things that everybody needs and i cant afford simple things anymore like soap, shoes , toothpaste and clothing.
I am planning on getting what i need together and go to college since i don't want to be a cook for the rest of my life but i need some help. Anything that can be thrown towards my expenses so i can keep my head above water until i manage to find a job and pay for my high school transcripts to be translated so i can apply for financial aid and go to school (i am aware that college is not a solution to my situation but i can at least take that time to learn something new that i can apply to hopefully increasing my earning potential). I cant do this if i am homeless.
So please anything can help since its more than i make right now. I am scared and i honestly do not think i will fare well homeless in the streets. I don't want to end up homeless in the dead of winter.
Thank you for taking your time to read this.
Anything from 25 cents to your prayers help.

Hi, i have never really done anything like this before so here goes. I am 29 years old and have worked in the service industry most of my life as a cook. I have always said i was going to go back to school but i never really found the time since i have always worked 50+ hour weeks. For the last year work prospects have been dismal. You would think that service industry work is plentiful but i have been proven otherwise. Pretty much what brings me here now goes like this :
I had what i thought was a decent amount of money saved up after the restaurant i worked in closed its doors. When i had first started saving this it was originally intended to go into my college fund. After paying rent, car payment, phone bill, food, internet
along with some quality of life expenses i am down to my last 23 dollars. I have already either sold or am in the process of selling anything of value i have in my apartment (funny enough having a hard time doing that too only thing that sold quickly was my xbox 360 and my flat screen). Again, i don't know what to do. I keep doing the right thing. Looking for a job has become my job. I have tried to do everything i can to minimize my spending even down to eating one meal a day and walking to look for work (you would be surprised how after a while walking a few miles is preferable to paying 2.25 for a bus fare). As time is going by my clothing are starting to deteriorate and my shoes are worn on the outer heel of each to the point i can see my socks. I do have another pair of shoes but when you are looking for a job dress shoes i wore once at a wedding and damn near tattered jeans and super faded shirts doesn't sound like a good idea when you're trying to impress a potential employer.
I feel like i am just screwed now. Soon i wont be able to afford my cell phone payments (i need this to keep in touch for job prospects) and i am currently arranging to find somewhere to stay temporarily since i wont be able to afford my apartment anymore (makes me glad i had the forethought to pay a few months rent in advance while i still could). I don't have any family left and my 2 friends in the world and now ex girlfriend are having enough money problems of their own they couldn't help me if they wanted to. I am currently only eligible for foodshare and a reduced payment plan for my electricity. I have tried every state resource that is meant to help out people in my situation but aside from the foodshare and utilities assistance all i found was jaded city workers and disappointment.
Getting to the point i have nowhere else to turn for help aside from charity. I don't have money left and i am freaking out. I ran a laundry list of things that everybody needs and i cant afford simple things anymore like soap, shoes , toothpaste and clothing.
I am planning on getting what i need together and go to college since i don't want to be a cook for the rest of my life but i need some help. Anything that can be thrown towards my expenses so i can keep my head above water until i manage to find a job and pay for my high school transcripts to be translated so i can apply for financial aid and go to school (i am aware that college is not a solution to my situation but i can at least take that time to learn something new that i can apply to hopefully increasing my earning potential). I cant do this if i am homeless.
So please anything can help since its more than i make right now. I am scared and i honestly do not think i will fare well homeless in the streets. I don't want to end up homeless in the dead of winter.
Thank you for taking your time to read this.
Anything from 25 cents to your prayers help.

Hi, i have never really done anything like this before so here goes. I am 29 years old and have worked in the service industry most of my life as a cook. I have always said i was going to go back to school but i never really found the time since i have always worked 50+ hour weeks. For the last year work prospects have been dismal. You would think that service industry work is plentiful but i have been proven otherwise. Pretty much what brings me here now goes like this :
I had what i thought was a decent amount of money saved up after the restaurant i worked in closed its doors. When i had first started saving this it was originally intended to go into my college fund. After paying rent, car payment, phone bill, food, internet
along with some quality of life expenses i am down to my last 23 dollars. I have already either sold or am in the process of selling anything of value i have in my apartment (funny enough having a hard time doing that too only thing that sold quickly was my xbox 360 and my flat screen). Again, i don't know what to do. I keep doing the right thing. Looking for a job has become my job. I have tried to do everything i can to minimize my spending even down to eating one meal a day and walking to look for work (you would be surprised how after a while walking a few miles is preferable to paying 2.25 for a bus fare). As time is going by my clothing are starting to deteriorate and my shoes are worn on the outer heel of each to the point i can see my socks. I do have another pair of shoes but when you are looking for a job dress shoes i wore once at a wedding and damn near tattered jeans and super faded shirts doesn't sound like a good idea when you're trying to impress a potential employer.
I feel like i am just screwed now. Soon i wont be able to afford my cell phone payments (i need this to keep in touch for job prospects) and i am currently arranging to find somewhere to stay temporarily since i wont be able to afford my apartment anymore (makes me glad i had the forethought to pay a few months rent in advance while i still could). I don't have any family left and my 2 friends in the world and now ex girlfriend are having enough money problems of their own they couldn't help me if they wanted to. I am currently only eligible for foodshare and a reduced payment plan for my electricity. I have tried every state resource that is meant to help out people in my situation but aside from the foodshare and utilities assistance all i found was jaded city workers and disappointment.
Getting to the point i have nowhere else to turn for help aside from charity. I don't have money left and i am freaking out. I ran a laundry list of things that everybody needs and i cant afford simple things anymore like soap, shoes , toothpaste and clothing.
I am planning on getting what i need together and go to college since i don't want to be a cook for the rest of my life but i need some help. Anything that can be thrown towards my expenses so i can keep my head above water until i manage to find a job and pay for my high school transcripts to be translated so i can apply for financial aid and go to school (i am aware that college is not a solution to my situation but i can at least take that time to learn something new that i can apply to hopefully increasing my earning potential). I cant do this if i am homeless.
So please anything can help since its more than i make right now. I am scared and i honestly do not think i will fare well homeless in the streets. I don't want to end up homeless in the dead of winter.
Thank you for taking your time to read this.
Anything from 25 cents to your prayers help.

Hi there, I always thought that I would be to proud or stubborn to resort to begging but I have absolutely no where else to turn.
I have lived in Northern Ireland my whole life and grew up surrounded by the well known troubles that afect our country, I have always had a dream of emmigrating somewhere but I do not come from a well of family and have always struggled with money. My dream is to move to Australia where I already have some good friends that will take me in while I set up a new life for myself but I am already around £5,000 in debt which is not a lot to most people however my credit rating is terrible and I do not qualify for a loan anywhere. I'm trying to save to get myself out there but with my debt and the ever increasing cost of living I just cannot get ahead. I have even tried to sell my car as I cannot afford to run it anymore but its such an old heap of junk that no one will take it off me. I need to make my visa application within the next 2 months before I get too old to qualify for the right one. If anyone can help in any way at all it would truly be greatly appreciated.
I just want to get away from this awful place and start a new life somewhere a little less biggotted.

Thanks for taking the time to read my plea,

Dear Reader:
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.

I am normally self sufficient, but I find myself in a position where pride has no place. I am an hourly retail employee whose hours keep getting cut due to company budget constraints, however, my remaining hours rotate and are stretched out across each week in such a way, that it inhibits me from maintaining a second job, as I also commute about an hour each way. In addition, many second part time jobs (if I ever manage to find the time to hold one) only pay minimum wage, and full-time is scarce in my geographical location. I am trying to maintain a household with a disabled family member, expenses to include rent and utilities, but find that the cost of living keeps increasing and the income continues to decrease. I have much training and knowledge to offer toward my goal in finding a permanent, full-time job with benefits, but until that day comes, I am in need of financial assistance to help maintain the household and still be able to put gas in the car so I can even go to work.
I am normally the one who helps others, but now, I am in need of help...
Any financial help would be appreciated.
Thank you.

Hello, I am a mother of 2 beautiful children and am with an amazing man of 6 years. I have been diagnosed in my 3rd pregnancy with having complete placenta previa; where the placenta covers the cervix increasing my risk for bleeding, early labour and delivery via c-section.
WE NEED HELP. I can no longer work as the risks are too great, and my husband has to be by my side 24/7 as the pregnancy progresses. We need EVERYTHING; Food, money, baby clothes, diapers, ANY DONATION would be GREATLY Appreciated.
Employment Insurance only pays 55% of my wage and I'm still waiting for my claim to be approved! Please HELP!!!

Hello, Single mom who has stayed off Social Security and federal assistance for 10 years. I work in the mental health field and ends just dont make it for me and my daughter.

Most of my expenses come from medical bills as I suffer from my disability and several herniated disks and bone spur.

I just keep working as I dont want to go back on welfare or go back to the shelter. Being a single mom you have to make decisions that often cut on paying bills late. The rent is increasing where I am at and cant afford the rent. Me and my daughter need to move and need help with moving expenses and security deposit.

Please help. I dont want to get a payday loan. I have one already and dont want another.

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.