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First of all, I want to thank you for taking the time out of your day to
read this. You don't even have to do that, but you are, and I really
appreciate that. Let me also tell you that I take responsibility for

everything that has happened to me. You see, I'm a college student, and like
many college sophomore's, I get into a lot of situations that get me into a

heat of water. Unfortunately, all these situations happened to happen all
that thee same time. It started last thursday. My roomate was having a
little party at our apartment. The music was loud which resulted in the

police getting called over. We were given a noise violation for $142. The
very next morning, I was running late for class, so I took my car on campus.
I was in such a rush that I didn't realize that I parked in a no parking

zone. It was only a 50 minute class, but by the time I got back, I got to
witness them towing my car away. That came out to be $150 and $5 is added

everyday, so at the day of this writing, I need $170 to get my car out of
the impound. I also have a $425 rent that I have to pay before the 15th or I
will evicted. I would go to my parents, but my mom is on her last

unemployment checks, and the company that my dad works for is in a legal
dispute, and for some reason they are witholding their employees checks.
I've have tried every option I could think of. I went to friends, but
college students don't have much as it is. I went to my financial aid

counselor, but they said it was too late in the year to pull out any loans
or anything. I have no job, so I can't get a payday loan. I believe that
this could be my last option, but God allowed me to find this site for a
reason. Once again I appreciate the time you took to read this, and I hope
that you can help.

Dogs in need of help. Some need medicines and shots. Need dog houses and pins. Lady, Spot, Rover, Minor, Skippy, Mama Dog (needs spayed), Dufas, Pain in the Butt, Longlegged Black, Slim Jim (allergies), Doi\lly Madison, Loud Mouth, Trouble, Pathetic (needs neutered), Duke (needs neutered), Daisy Mae (older), Major (old), Sam, Little Girl, Waggles (hereditary mites and needs spayed), Sadie (seizures), Rose Marie (seizures), Sally, Pumpkin (allergies), Muffin (blind), Black Tail, Onery, Suzy, Millie Marie (seizures and does not like men), Angel (old), WoodStock, Snoopy, Cupcake, Younglady, Buddy, Blue, Aussie (does not like men), Chocolate and Little Ezzie (has a tumor). Website with pictures and their story coming soon.

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Hello, my name is kimberly and i dont know where else to turn so i am posting on this website. I am a survivor of the joplin may 22nd tornado. I was working at walmart when we got a code black and we all went to the back of the store. We were all joking around not really thinking much about it. We never thought walmart would get hit. My brother called me and told me that there was a tornado in joplin and that it was big and not to panic. I still didnt think walmart could get taken down, we were in a busy populated area in the middle of the city. The power went off and i told my brother i had to get off the phone. It got pretty loud and sumone yelled that it was here. I looked up and seen the roof getting ripped off. Everyone then screamed and we got down on our knees and prayed. All i could do is pray to see my little boys again and my husband and the rest of my family. The winds were so fast and i was getting hit with all sorts of things and something was on my back and was very heavy and something hit me in the head. It got quiet and people thought it was over and i was yelling at everyone to stay down for a little while to ensure it was over. After about 5 minutes we got hit with the end of the tornado and was just holding on to whatever i could and telling everyone that i loved them, even if i didnt know them. We were very crammed together as some people were on top of each and there was zero moving room and we were getting heavily rained on and hailed on. I found a small hole to put my hand through so that hopefully someone would see it and help us out. After about 30 min sumone was able to help get me out and i started helping others get out as there were many injured and many children. I started ripping open blankets to give to people because we were all soaked, filthy and freezing. Once i finally got out of the store and to the parking lot, i was in shock. Everyones cars were on top of each other and crushed. And i looked around and everything was flattened for miles. I dont know how any of us survived because walmart was totaled where we were. I have dealt with alot of anxiety since then and am dreading spring this year. I would really like to raise money for a shelter to have peace of mind and to ensure my kids safety. I never want my familys safety. Going through this tornado has made me realize how important things are in life and to have fun with my family and to appreciate life. I am going back to school andd my car just broke down and we think its the cadillac converter which i cant afford. I also want to help my dad out. He is disabled and raising my 3 teenage brothers. He is hurting financially as well and i love to help him when i can. I have a new found look on life now and love my kids so much and im so happy i was able to go home to them. There were many people that didnt make it that day and that easily could have been me. There are many heros from that frightful day. I dont like asking for help but i didnt know where else to go. I appreciate the people that help out people like me. You are wonderful people and god bless. Anything at all would help me out at this time. Thank you for taking time to listen to my story and thank you for donating. You are amazing and cherish those you love because you never know what could happen. Thank you!

I have never done anything like this in my life before but times are hard and if it helps get my daughter her dream i am willing to give it a go. I am a 44 year old single disabled mum of the most beautiful 2 daughters. emma-louise who is 17 and sarah who is 16. I have numerous health problems one being cause by my ex over ten years ago hurting me so bad i ended up in a wheelchair for over a year. I am no longer in a wheelchair but struggle with daily pain. I have many other ailments but this isn't about me. My girls have had a lot to contend with i am ashamed to say i tried to commit suicide a few time over the last 6 years because of numerous problems i stupidly believed that my girls would be better off without me. However we pulled through together they both left school with amazing results 14 and 16 gcse,s respectively. I did my best throughout everything to make sure they did well at school. Then tragedy struck our family. My dad came to stay with me as he had become ill only 2 weeks earlier he was diagnosed with terminal lung cancer my girls went to a firework display with there dad i went to take my dad his favorite fish and chips i walked in the room and he had died i stood on the spot for what seemed like an eternity and was saying out loud omg omg omg. My girls new as soon as they walked in the door an were hysterical they loved there granddad an amazing musician. we arranged the funeral his jazz band were to be there me and my eldest brother ken and my dad were called the 3 amigos we were so close but my brother who was only 44 had been ill as well. it was the 5th of november 2007 that my dad died his funeral was to be for the following monday. Then early friday morning the 9th of november my phone rang it was my mum my brother had died in his sleep to say we were devestated is an understatement. we had to cancel my dads funeral and held a joint service for them both. our lives have never been the same. my eldest daughter emma has been offered a place at university but as a single disabled mum there is no way i can pay for her. she really wants to be a fashion designer and has made some amazing items a university has seen her potential but i cannot nearlly afford the fees etc. I would ask for anything at all pennies would even help. Emma has made a amazing dress photos can be sent and some non wearable items which are also amazing that she is prepared to autcion to help. also if anyone would like to read what our local paper reported please go to the following link http://www.blackpoolgazette.co.uk/news/local/family_struck_by_double_tragedy_1_422364 i know there are many many people in a worse position than us but at the moment i am even struggling to pay our rent and utility bills in fact our rent is due in a week and i dont have it now. please if anyone could help it would be amazing but if not thank you for reading my plea yours sincerely simone wood

I have never done anything like this in my life before but times are hard and if it helps get my daughter her dream i am willing to give it a go. I am a 44 year old single disabled mum of the most beautiful 2 daughters. emma-louise who is 17 and sarah who is 16. I have numerous health problems one being cause by my ex over ten years ago hurting me so bad i ended up in a wheelchair for over a year. I am no longer in a wheelchair but struggle with daily pain. I have many other ailments but this isn't about me. My girls have had a lot to contend with i am ashamed to say i tried to commit suicide a few time over the last 6 years because of numerous problems i stupidly believed that my girls would be better off without me. However we pulled through together they both left school with amazing results 14 and 16 gcse,s respectively. I did my best throughout everything to make sure they did well at school. Then tragedy struck our family. My dad came to stay with me as he had become ill only 2 weeks earlier he was diagnosed with terminal lung cancer my girls went to a firework display with there dad i went to take my dad his favorite fish and chips i walked in the room and he had died i stood on the spot for what seemed like an eternity and was saying out loud omg omg omg. My girls new as soon as they walked in the door an were hysterical they loved there granddad an amazing musician. we arranged the funeral his jazz band were to be there me and my eldest brother ken and my dad were called the 3 amigos we were so close but my brother who was only 44 had been ill as well. it was the 5th of november 2007 that my dad died his funeral was to be for the following monday. Then early friday morning the 9th of november my phone rang it was my mum my brother had died in his sleep to say we were devestated is an understatement. we had to cancel my dads funeral and held a joint service for them both. our lives have never been the same. my eldest daughter emma has been offered a place at university but as a single disabled mum there is no way i can pay for her. she really wants to be a fashion designer and has made some amazing items a university has seen her potential but i cannot nearlly afford the fees etc. I would ask for anything at all pennies would even help. Emma has made a amazing dress photos can be sent and some non wearable items which are also amazing that she is prepared to autcion to help. also if anyone would like to read what our local paper reported please go to the following link http://www.blackpoolgazette.co.uk/news/local/family_struck_by_double_tragedy_1_422364 i know there are many many people in a worse position than us but at the moment i am even struggling to pay our rent and utility bills in fact our rent is due in a week and i dont have it now. please if anyone could help it would be amazing but if not thank you for reading my plea yours sincerely simone wood

I am a fighter. My story is a long one with many trials and tribulations; perhaps not much different or worse than others, I am not sure. My name is Elizabeth Newton and I live in Loveland, Colorado; the Sweetheart City and Gateway to the Rockies. I was raised by both parents in a middle class environment. I am the oldest of four, in which, three are brothers. I was a creative child who staged puppet shows and created clubs in our neighborhood. I am not sure if you remember the fuzzy sticky feet, but I made my own with left over pieces of carpet and sold them to my friends.
Moving on, I really struggled in school and got into a lot trouble. I was reckless, promiscuous, used drugs and alcohol and was dangerous. To keep it short, I dropped out in my junior year. When I reflect on those years, I remember some of what I did but mostly I forgot. I guess I felt as though I was being pulled by the strings of a puppet master whose name I now know is Bipolar.
When I turned 18 I shared an apartment with a friend. We both worked for the same nursing home and later for the Bureau of Reclamation. In was at the former job, I received my GED. I was still behaving recklessly resulting in a lot of missed work. But I was having fun being independent, partying all night but slowly losing control of my life.
I became pregnant by my boyfriend and we married several months later. My daughter is a grown woman. I then had another child four years later. Money was also a struggle. My husband wanted me to work but it did not make sense financially. I paid more for daycare then I was paid. When I found a position over the weekends, my husband refused to watch the children. That being said, I was still reckless – the mood would not go away – still a slave of the puppet master. Eventually the relationship became abusive and my husband left leaving $200 on the kitchen table. I did not have a car so I borrowed my father’s truck. I drove my father’s truck with my two small children in back to a safe house. However, it was not so safe. My husband who insulated homes, worked on the safe house. He found the truck and wrote things, I cannot mention here, on the outside of the truck. He coerced my grandmother to call me; and she did! Having to deal with these distractions kept me from focusing on me.
Good news! I was able to move into low income housing. It was a struggle to get my possessions; I took what I could. My father out of the blue wanted his truck back. My mother headed him off at the pass. I think I remember that my life settled down a bit. I enrolled in college. I loved college. In spite of this, I quit school to work from my mother at her computer store. Did I mention my parents were divorced? I am not sure it matters at this point. About six months later, the puppet master caught me and off I was again.
I had a boyfriend – I was 32 years old – and pregnant again…..This relationship was worse that the first. It included drinking, drugs, sexual and physical abuse – oh my, sigh. In the course of it all, I secured a position for one of the largest companies in Loveland. I was thrilled. I had actually come a long way. I divorced my second husband and found my own apartment.
Wow – raising three children on my own was not easy. We got by – I was able to provide what we needed. I forgot to mention I shared custody of my third child and had to pay child support. I never complained; I met my responsibility. I was performing very well at work and procured a position of a trainer. WeeHee – my new position allowed me to travel the globe. Can you imagine, me, the girl from Loveland, Colorado? During this time, I encountered a lot of problems with my ex-husband. Once, he called me at work and said he had a brain tumor. It was a joke; I did not find it funny.
I was promoted again returned to school and bought a house!!! I cannot think of the words to describe these accomplishments. I transformed from the woman driving my father’s truck to a home owner; kind of like the Home Sweet Home book. I was still partying, drinking, but not like before. The puppet master must have been on holiday. I met the man of my dreams and we married in 1998 (I think). We are still together.
The puppet master had those strings a rolling. I could and did accomplish anything. I could see what others could not. I finished school with ease and received my BA in Organization Development in 2005. What year did my story start? We bought a new home in a nice neighborhood. It is a modest home but fits us very well. I was still partying but it was not disrupting my work and home responsibilities.
CRASH! He let go – how could he let go? A woman pulled in front of us and totaled our car. I realize this does not sound traumatic, does it? I really do not know anymore. What I do know is this rocked my world. More than any other event did – and there were many. I could not recover. My performance fell down the well. I could not sleep. I drank a lot. I would even get up at night to drink because I could not sleep. The unthinkable happened. My strings let me down. I swallowed a bottle of pills. I was so afraid. I spent three days in the psychiatric hospital and two months in intensive outpatient therapy. During this time I was on short term disability. I am a fighter; I have never let my circumstances stop me. I returned to work for about two months. Nevertheless, the strings dropped again, were they ever pulled, I am not sure; I spent eight days in hospital. I was out of work again. This time when I returned to work there was no position waiting for me. I was laid off the summer of 2009. I lost it all in one short year.
Remember I am a fighter. I returned to school in July 2009 to obtain a masters degree and I graduated in early 2011. The problem? I obtained a degree and I could not use without further education. I still do not say this out loud. During this time, I landed a part time job as an instructor for students seeking their AAS Human Resources degree. I make a third of the salary I previously did. I have performed this job since April 2010. It is hard. I forget – my memory is not that good. What you have reading are the highlights of my life.
Adult children and BABIES!! Not one baby; two and a one year old. My daughter was in a bad situation in Arizona. She was pregnant with twins, had a one year old daughter, had no car and was being evicted. The dad? Let’s say there is a lot to be desired. She packed as much as she could and moved in with us. Would anyone turn a loved one away in this situation? I could not. I was still drinking. As I write this, I now realize drinking was the one constant in my life. Sad. Her pregnancy had it challenges, but I think this is common. The first snowstorm of the year, December 30th, if you can believe that for Colorado, the babies had enough; my daughter was in labor. We called 911 since the roads were bad. Several hours later we welcomed two healthy baby girls! They will be one year old soon.
New Chapter. How many do we get? My daughter and 18 year old son live with us in our modest home. We clash, how we could not. I have been telling my doctor that I am depressed, damn strings. I can’t sleep and my body hurts so badly; especially when I lay down. Oh, I forgot to mention, no drinking! I quit over a year ago. Regrettably the depression and pain are driving my every moment. I think the puppet master is on vacation. There is no hope. I have been out of work too long. We are waiting for the repo man to get our car. We are barely holding on to the house. How can everything crash so fast and so hard? I am a fighter remember. My mind is full of hopelessness. I have a note that says “Please just let me go”. I am a fighter remember. I call the crisis line. They tell me to call 911. I don’t. I go to bed. Maybe it will be better tomorrow. Not a chance. The same message is repeating over and over in my head; “please let me go”. I tell my family I am driving to the hospital. I do not want anyone to come with me. I go alone.
Hospital

I'm asking for help in the general debt relief area. I live with 3 other roommates and one is pregnant and I'm the only one with a vehicle so I've been struggling trying to make sure I don't End up homeless because my roommates got fired and couldn't pay rent because they didn't have rides. Our weekly pay range from 70 dollars up to 250. I NEED to get out of this situation! I live in an apartment complex where my vehicle was vandalized and hit and run overnight. I can't get back into school because I can't catch up on my bills enough to save for school. I'm only 2 classes away from getting an associates in general business management, it's sad. I'm 25 and almost can't make a 200 dollar car note and 200 dollar rent?! I have 2 credit cards that add up to be 3,300 dollars and I've even had to be late to keep a roof over my head. I'm also hard of hearing (completely deaf in my left ear and partially deaf in my right) and my job is very loud and isn't helping that situation. I had financial aid for college but due to my move, I failed 2 classes and since I couldn't physically be at the school to drop my classes I am now on financial aid probation. My mother is going through a tough divorce where the guy is taking everything away from her... Even her home of 15 yrs (MY HOME) has to be sold because she only makes 25,000 a year and can't afford a 900 dollar mortgage (used to be 600 until her ex came along making alot of money). My grandmother is now helping her and she's going on 84... She shouldn't be having to deal with taking care of my mom and younger sisters and I'd like to be there but I CAN'T! Please, anything will help. As soon as I get caught up and able to save the 600 dollars I need for my classes I want to start putting money into my grandmothers account to help her and my family. Thank you ahead of time. Oh and also I'm quite tired of eating beans and cornbread and having to wash my clothes in the bath tub.

Hello. My name is Caleb. I'm 21 years old, have severe anxiety and depression, and my only income is SSI. On march 1st of this year (2011) I moved into my first apartment ever with 2 room-mates. As strange as it may sound, one of the room-mates was my own mother(Donna), the other was her abusive ex-girlfriend(Shaw). I signed as the head of household and shaw and my mom were put downa "Household members" on the lease.

Before all 3 of us had moved into this residence the 3 of us had made an agreement that all the expenses would be split into thirds, there was one exception to this agreement however. My mother was not making enough income at the time to fully cover her third, so her ex girlfriend, shaw agreed to pay my mom's third temporarily until my mom could get a job that would supply her with enough income to do so. There were no misunderstandings, all 3 of us had understood the agreement BEFORE moving in.

That first month that we moved in, I ended up splitting HALF the expenses with shaw. This means I paid for my third PLUS half of my mom's third. Shaw had done so also... This was not what had been agreed to however. In fact, I don't know why I ever even let it slip by me. I must have not been thinking straight just because I was stressed out and desperately just wanted to get into the apartment.

The next month (April) I pointed out the mistake to both shaw and my mother, and told them that while I'm willing to let the first time slip, I wasn't willing to pay more than my share again.

The reaction shaw had wasn't good. She started making threats that if I didn't continue to pay the way I did the first month, that she would just leave, and that she just didn't give a dam. Oddly enough, my mom seemed to agree with her, and said she would leave with shaw also. Because I REALLY REALLY didn't want to get into the struggle at the time.. I just went along with it and paid for half the expenses again.. Shaw had basically said to me "So whats it gonna be, Either pay half, or we leave and you deal with the apartment on your own. We don't need to stay here. We can find somewhere else"...She said it in a very rude, obnoxious, loud tone of voice.

Eventually...May came around, and on the morning of the first day of the month I immediately brought the issue up again to mom and shaw.. and again, the same threats were made...and ALSO again...I paid half the expenses out of pressure.

In the middle of may I had found out some information that I thought would have been beneficial to me. I had found out that shaw had an arrest warrant on her for assault and battery. The reason I found this beneficial, was because of the fact that I wasn't able to take neither shaw or my mom off the lease, so If I wanted to kick shaw out. I could simply make a phone call to the police and they would take her out of there...Just as a note that I should have mentioned earlier... Shaw has a huge history of drug abuse, and violence.. and she had abused my mother a lot during there time together. That was probably how the warrant resulted.

Anyways, back on topic... In the middle of the night on may 18th, I told my mother that I wanted to speak to her in private. We went out to her car, and I told my mother that I'm completely fine with her(my mom) staying, but if shaw did not do her part, and pay the extra third like she agreed to when she moved in, I was gonna have her(shaw) removed from the residence.

My mom immediately went into a panic... She rushed back into the house to tell shaw everything that I had just told her... I went back into the house also... Later that night, they packed up most of there things (They didn't have much there) and bolted off...never returning...leaving me with ALL the expenses.

Remember, I only get SSI for income. To be more specific, $704.00 per month. The rent was 730.00, let alone other bills such as electricity, gas, and my own personal bills such as my cellphone, etc. There was no way I could pay the rent.

So as time went on... all the eviction stuff happened. I got the 14 day notice to pay rent or quit, then the letter with their intention to take me to court, then the actual offical court letter with the court date on it. On the court document..only my name was listed as a tenant..as if my mother and shaw were not on the lease, even though they were. All the blame was put onto me by these selfish real estate property owners.

ONLY I was taken to court. And from there I was told that they would give me 14 days to find another place and then after that if I was not gone a sheriff would come to the residence to physically remove me and all my belongings...

I rushed to find a place to stay...it was very difficult and distressing, but fortunately one of my friends has been willing to let me stay with them...I had to pay somebody $40.00 just to help me move my stuff to a storage facility.....

As the current situation stands... I am homeless. Still trying very hard to get a place, but cannot find a place that I can afford with my income. There have been some studio apartments for around $500.00 per month, but most of them require first, second, and last months rent to move in...

This is not the first time in my life that my mom has betrayed me.. She had left me, my brother, and my dad when I was six years old too.. She was not a part of raising me for most of my life. Then I decided I want to disregard the past,and get to know her for the person she is now, and let her redeem herself. This is what she did with that opportunity.

It was stressful and agonizing to even type all this up...because there are so many details involved... and my mind is tired..I'm very stressed physically and mentally.

I really need help. My money is just being drained and leeched from me. And staying at my friend's house has been very uncomfortable. I cannot do it much longer

ANY AMOUNT that you can donate I will be HIGHLY grateful and appreciative of. Even if everybody would just donate 1 dollar! A dollar bill in huge numbers is a lot of money.

Please.. 50 cents, $1, $5 , $10, or $20....Whatever amount you want.... Just please help. Its all I ask....I'm very stressed...

Whatever you can give is appreciated...and helps me greatly...

Thank you all very much... and god bless whoever is reading this.

- Caleb S.

My email for contact and for paypal : theyazuken@gmail.com

I have been unemployed in Ohio for a year and a half and cant find employment to support my wife and daughter and my wifes job does not pay enough to cover all the bills. I have secured a job in Chattanooga and had bought a cheap used car to get there. The car had a clear carfax report and 2 days after I got it I started having issues. First off I noticed that the muffler got really loud so I took it to a mechanic, he informed me that the front and back brakes and rotors were rusted and rotten as well as a lot of hardware under the car, the shifter is also about to break due to rust. Apparently this car must have sat out for who knows how long and everything started to rust with the exception of the body. The total not including the muffler is $750.
Please help, the three of us are at the end of the line and cant pay any bills or our mortgage. I need this car to get to TN. where there is a job waiting for me.

My name is Rashmi and i am 26 years old. Few weeks ago my one year old baby suffered from Trauma and couldn't bear the pain. The accident happened on a Saturday afternoon and unfortunately my baby's Pediatrician was not available. Not sure what to do with the baby crying out so loud and in intense pain i thus rushed her to the nearest hospital in Roseville, CA.
The doctor's at Sutter Medical Hospital did not look at me for an hour and a half because may be they were busy?
But even after that they couldn't tell the reason my baby was crying for. She cried for 5 long hours without eating or drinking and yet they couldn't figure out what was wrong with her.
Her pediatrician finally gave a call only to tell that she will not be able to come-in to check me until the next day.
The doctor's finally asked us to stay at the hospital for the entire night. We were discharged the next day by giving a trivial reason that my 10 month old had some kind of infection in her right ear.

Few weeks later that is today, we got a bill from the hospital saying that we need to pay $3,209 immediately upon receipt.
I being the baby's Mom lost my job 2 years ago and haven't been successful in finding a new job. We even had to downsize our apartment and moved to the smallest available 1-Bedroom apartment few months ago. I work hard in the home to feed my baby home cooked that is cheaper than any formula and baby foods at Walmart. At the moment i don't see that i have any future amidst the dearth of this situation until someone is kind enough to help me out.
Can i rely upon you to help me out?

I live with my partner. We both work about 60 hours a week on low paid jobs public sector jobs. We cannot get any benefits or assistance with living costs etc because we work. We have a ground floor flat on a mortgage. Although we can make ends meet here we are very unhappy as there are housing association tenant above us.
She has never worked and constantly plays loud music it does not matter what time you get home you hear thud, thud, thud. Most of the time she has visitors where she and they shout and swear. She purposely leaves her bin bags outside just after bin collection day so we have her stinking rubbish just above our door. About a year ago she had a child and all it does is scream and scream, her windows are wide open and she leaves this child screaming. The list goes on and on.
We are desperate to move but are unable to save much money a month to get a deposit together. We cannot get 2nd part time jobs due to the hours we work we have nothing to sell. We would like to move closer to where we work which would save us £400 per month in travel costs.
I have complained to the housing association about the noise and rubbish since 2006 but nothing has ever been done. As a home owner I am stuck putting up with their tenant’s anti social behaviour with no help. The only option we have is to move but getting the deposit is the problem. Therefore we are appealing to anyone who can assist us in getting money together for that deposit.

IM A 39 YEAR OLD MAN, THE LAST TWO YEARS HAVE BEEN THE WORST. i do not remember ever feeling this low, i am scared, lonely, not secure with my financial situation WHEN I HAVE a job! much less now HAVING BEEN LAID OFF in january of this year-2011-NOW IM REALLY terrified. i havent been able to eat, get rest-proper sleep in a long,long time (over a year),afford food. i have been using the help of the food pantry's in my area, and that is because i havent the time to go to department of social services from 9-5, i MUST SEEK WORK! this is the most insane feeling, i think im about at the end of it-i can no longer say i can "HOLD ON". to WHAT? ive no family-a few "friends"-but not like the ones im used to from waaaay back. and those? families and lives of thier own, no time for me, just a "facebook-fakie" hello or request for this or that from me for game crap on there-get real. also, the small town i come from knows me as a liar (i was one), a theif,(was that as well and an addict.(rehab lst year has left me sober since December of last year-i feel great but am terrified daily of not being able to get enough $ together everyday so i do not hve to make it on the street, the cops here-RUTHLESS for CITY REVENUE. tie your shoes on the wrong day? ticket.when u cant pay it, warrant. cycle repeats.....
ive started seeking counciling and have even joined a support group. i was quiet until last year about what i am about to tell you here-and i am not game playing-saying this for sympathy-any of this...i said this out loud for the first time at 38 last year-my father molested me from the ages of 6 through 14, until i was big enough to fight him off, or threaten to hurt him if he touched me one MORE TIME.
he violently raped me, my face in the pillow, told me " this doent make you gay or anyting". i realize NOW, it was about control, this sick man, i have filed police reports in both the county where i used to have an apartment, and the county in which it occurred. nothing, and i mean nothing, has been done by the police, i keep calling and asking-to no avail-nothing gets to resolve.
as i work on the inner me, my life has slowly financially unraveled. my father has had sleep apnea forever, my mother died in 2007, in october, suddenly, and slept eveynight of my whole life with earplugs. i firmly tell myself she didnt know. i have to. PLEASE, HELP ME TO GET TOGETHER enough for a deposit, moving truck, first months rent. NO MORE THAN 2,500 IS WHAT I NEED. that would turn my living situation aroud, i am seeking to move where jobs are easier to obtain in the field in which i am trained-mechanic. here where i am, i cant get hired for this! why? others are willing to work for LESS than min wage, HOW AM I TO COMPETE WITH THAT?cant. no one can.

i have set up pay pal for my first time, i hope i did it right. thanks for listening,m just to get it out here, too, was cathartic. appreciate any and all replies or suggestions if you cant donate. ve become a good listener.
sincerly, J.E.B.

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

I had posted on this site several months ago asking for help and not one single person did. I am still in desperate need. My husband and I both work full time but can not get ahead. We are in the process of going through bankruptcy, but we don't have the money to pay the lawyer yet. All of my bills have been a month late every month and I am afraid of losing my home. We have to pay a lot on prescriptions every month. My husband has a disease called ankylosing spondylitis and is in constant pain, so he takes a lot of meds. I am suffering from depression and anxiety due to all of this and have felt suicidal. My car's check engine light came on and it's going to cost over $1,000 to fix. I have to have my car. My husband can't take me to work because he has mandatory overtime and I get out of work hours before. My husband's car was in need of repair but his he had to learn how to fix it because we couldn't afford a mechanic to do it. With my car, we have no idea what is causing it to run so rough and loud with the check engine light on. I have pretty much lost faith in humanity. I feel like things are never going to get better. We are drowning in debt and I just want to catch up. We have pretty much tapped out our family members. I have tried selling things on ebay and etsy with very little success. Believe me, I have cut back on a lot. We never go out. Please, please is there anyone who can help? I need to pay my bills and get my car fixed asap. I need to know that there are people who actually care.

I have two kids one is a baby and the other is in preschool and i dont have to pay for the preschool the state dones. And we are a family of 4 my husband lost his unemplyment yesterday and we where supost to get payed and that was going to be are food money . i got a letter today that his funds has ran out . wow i didnt think unemplyment was a loud to do that . we where supost to get the money tuesday and got the letter thrusday. we called the office all the money is gone and he has used all of his unemplyment . and i just tryed to get food stamps today and they told me to come back next month because i was over there limit of 23 dollars . i told the lady my kids have to eat she looked at me like it was not her problem.
and i tryed food banks and churches and they are out of food because of so many people throw the hoilday has drained the food banks dry. And know doing all that runing around town i have no more gas in my car im sitting on the E . i stand out side of walmart asking if anyone had a dollar to spare to fed my kids i got 3 dollar out of it and then someone told on me and the cops showed up and they said if i did that again they will give me a ticket i went to the dollar tree and got the kids some can food to last for two meals time.
i will not be asking money on the streets again that is for share i cant afford a ticket. please help me and god bless you .

Hello, my name is Alex. I have been struggling for money for a long time. As a lot of people out there, I will need money to get back on my feet. My story is long and has a sad pattern. Unfortunately, and I am not even sure how to get started in telling you about it. I don’t have children, nor I am dying. I am just a common and extremely honest person who got pranked by life and can’t find a job or the solution that can allow me to be self sufficient financially and at this point emotionally as well. That’s embarrassing having to say it OUT LOUD!. I am 37 years old, going back to college for my associates degree and I hope to be finished in a semester If God or someone help me thru this. I am currently unemployed, and trying to stay positive in succeeding one day in life but sooner is better, of course. I had been working as a nanny full time for years and the last family I was working for, the kids started school leaving me with not enough hours to make the basics of financial living. I was working so hard that I would live my home at 7am to got to work until 5:45, and then go straight to my school when my class started at 6pm.aI would get back home at 11pm every night. I really can work hard, thats no doubt about it. The sad part is that I was constantly on the go and not making enough money to live. I currently have 5 nanny agencies trying to place me with a job since August, but still no luck. My bills have been increasing, and I have no brain power for my studies after all this stress.
I need money to get out of the house I am living in and I can’t even afford to move out, and at the same time I can afford to stay. I don’t have any family around or close to me, and it is extremely hard making changes and finding solutions about a situation like this when you are alone and don’t have anyone who would care about you enough to help.
This climate trigger my endometriosis, which is a medical condition that has been worsening with my stress and depression, and still there’s nothing I can do about it. Feels like I’ve been walking on quick sand forever. The economy is not helping me and the jobs I had been working It could barely make meet its mean ends. Strangely, I got in a trap and I cant get out of it.
Here I am now, putting my pride and self steam aside and asking for help. I could never imagine in a million years I would have to do that. Once someone told me that even after when we die we need help. Someone has to bury our bodies.I feel that I am not only asking for something is to be given to me, I will post my personal things online and try sell it, so at least I try on my end and an effort of my part. If God help me, I promise to help others and return the favor to the needed when my life gets better.

Thank you for reading.

I'm unemployed and have not been able to find work. I need help paying my bills - any amount is not to small. I feel like I've fallen in a deep dark hole and regardless of how much and how loud I call out for help, no one is hearing me. I need help to pay my bills so I can continue to stay in my home and look for a job. Thank you.