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I am a single mother of one 7yr old that is more than a gift!! I had to step down from college for a little while when I got pregnant to earn money. I cant afford it as long as im trying to save my home. I have went through health issues, lost my job, depression, struggles and a lot of spirit breaking situations, but surprisingly im still standing and fighting! This house was the only house that I have ever known as well as my son. I bought the house from my parents when they were going through a divorce that forced the hand of them selling the house so in an effort to save my best memories and something thats been in the family since '82 I took the responsibility. I've been trying to fight against the odds my whole life so in my last effort against defeat I've came here to try and save my home!! I have court on Thursday to find out how much time I have before they completely forclose, but if anybody and I mean anybody out there can help please!!!! Every dollar counts because I have no where to turn and I need approximately $10,000 to save my home!! I dont know how much fight I have left in me and im trying to keep strong in front of my son since we have nowhere to go or no help!! Pride aside thanks in advance for anything that u can give and I will humble myself dramatically to protect my son. I just found a new job and praying its not too late!!

Thank you for reading. I'm a 25 year old female looking for a little help from others towards rebuilding my life. A few months ago my fiance took his own life at our house while I was out of town visiting family. I still to this day have not been able to go back to our house to get any of my belongings. The police will not respond to e, neither will victims services. The estate and all of my belongings went to his parents, who blame me for his decision to end his life. It hurts because I was by his side trying to get him help. I was told that the parents discarded everything of mine to make it look like I had moved out so that I would not receive anything from the estate. I lost my car, clothes, personal belongings, furniture, memories of my fiance and all of my paperwork as well as my job, because I couldnt go back. I am asking for donations to help me with food, clothes, shelter, car for work, and to help hire a lawyer for losing everything that I owned. Not one lawyer will take my case for free. With this help I may be able to fight for compensation from the estate and with that money, will go back to school for councelling. I wish to help those who are contemplating suicide, and who are victims of it like me. Again, thank you for reading. This is 100% true story and Im still fighting with the police to this day, wondering why I was never given the option to go back to my home to get my things. Or why they didnt investigate as to what happened to them. Thanks.

Children Protective Services - the government agency paid to protect children from abusers - failed those children. Children were under the care of a state agency, but that didn't prevent their deaths.
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I am unable to manage my site anymore [ due to lack of money]. It breaks my heart to do that,7 years of my work to be shut down with one click. But more important the memory about those children to be wipe of. I spend so much of my time and energy on this issue,trying to protect their memories and make awareness. Now I feel like I failed those children too.

I lost my job over a year ago,I am still trying to find a new job. I have not had any luck, now I touched the bottom. Keeping this website alive and update is almost full time job,I spend at least 4-5 hours online every night, researching and collecting information. I want to continue my work but how to continue in this situation?

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Hello,

I am not sure where to begin, but first I just want to thank you for viewing my post on behalf of my baby Boy.

I have a darling son who just recently celebrated his first birthday. I always thought that I would be the successful and married mom, but life still has me.on the waiting list. During my pregnancy I was involved
in Two vehicle accidents. Both times i was merely a passenger. Unfortunately the accidents left me disabled. My physical disabilities and pregnancy costed me my job. I became homeless during my pregnancy for several months. My boyfriend/father of my child had been with me for.several years but became Very angry about the pregnancy. After several abusive threats and statements he finally cut off ALL contact with me and our unborn child. I was already disabled at this point. My baby does not receive Any child support. NONE. His father still has refused any and all contact even now...He is paid cash as to avoid helping our son. Eventually, i began hearing alarming threats through third parties on the life of our baby that he does not want. So, I fled the state. :'(
I want the best for my baby. I feel like such a failure. I do as much as physically possible to provide a safe and stable home. Due to my limitations i can only do so much and fall short every month.
I would like to raise money towards buying him a crib, getting at least a one bedroom apartment of our own, preschool, clothes, a college fund, etc.
I need a better beginning for my baby. He deserves a fighting chance and i love him more than anything in the world. It.brings tears to my eyes to have a faithless baby with a disabled mother.
Please i am begging you....help my son to have a bright future. I would be happy to provide updated information as he.grows if possible.
In case you are wondering where is the help from family members: Every once in awhile a family member will buy him a few books or a pair of shoes. Not often. I guess they cannot afford to consistently help raise someone else's child and i fully understand. Everyone has their own battles to fight.
This is just the beginning of my baby boy's journey through life. I pray that you will be a blessing to him and help to make his journey one full of wonderful memories.
Thank you so much.....
Disabled Solo Mom & Bright Eyed Baby Boy

Can maybe get Social Security in 5 months but need help living till then.
Dire Straits. noun. a bad or difficult situation or state of affairs, (not just the name of a band).
Up front, I take full responsibility for my current condition/situation, no other person place or thing is responsible for bad decisions I have made. And I have made quite a few.
That being stated, here are the facts;
Currently living in a car(read that homeless).
Unemployed, not unemployable but a very poor job history.
Stuck in a place where the weather is nice, but I really do not want to be here.
So if you have guessed that this is a plee for help, you are correct.
How did I get here? Years of practice.
I recently spoke with a professional, not in his professional settings, but of subjet matter that is discussed in his professional settings.
After some communications between us his opinion is that quite probably I am suffering from PTSD (Post Tramatic Stress Disorder). Something I aquired at the age of 17. 45 years ago I was involved in an automobile accident that resulted in both deaths, yes plural, and permanent disability to persons other than myself. Although due to circumstances beyond my control I was never charged with any crime, and there are no wants or warrants now, I believe the accident was my fault. I am willing to discuss the details in private as posting them on the internet could possibly bring painful memories to any living family members involved.
So for 45 years I have practiced the symptoms of PTSD so well that I have slipped through undetected. Probably in part due to the fact that although I am of the typical age of a Vietnam Vet, I never served in that arena, as I ran away from home just after the accident, because I was afraid of going to jail, that any draft papers never caught up with me. I was not afraid of going to jail because of being locked behind bars, I was afraid of suffering more sexual abuse at the hands of older inmates like I had already received from my sick alcoholic father.
So not being a vet and not discussing the accident no one ever considered PTSD, and they now know that severe trama of any sort can cause it, not just the theatre of the battlefield. Couple that to me not staying in one spot long enough for anyone to really know me. I have been successfully hiding in my head. As long as I don't get too close too intimate it won't hurt when I run away and lose you.
Severe trama it is now believed to stunt emotional growth. If the trama is severe enough emotional growth can in fact be locked in to the time of the tramatic event. So imagine being a teenager in a 61 year old body, thats me. Married 4 times afraid to have children. I heard on a radio talk show when I was very young that "The sins of the fathers where passed to their offsprings" and made a decision to never have children because no way was I going to do what was done to me to some helpless trusting child. This is one of the few things that I have been successful at.
The professional says I must discuss these matters, that is part of the healing process. So I am jumping in off the deep end, going online with my story in hopes that it will benefit myself and any other poor sod that happens to be in a similar situation.
Yes I am asking for help, financial help. Here with the help of the professional is what I am thinking, If I can find a few thousand lucky individuals that are housed and employed to give one dollar then I can purchase a used motorhome, put it in an inexpensive rv park so that I can have a base of operations from which to take showers on a daily basis, eat hot food and have an address to put on job applications. I could find some form of professional assistance either city/state/federal to deal with the PTSD for the long term.
There is help available.
And just to ease the voices in your head, I have not had a drink of alcohol or any hard drugs since 1982. I have used marijuana on a irregular basis off and on my whole life, I'll see what the PTSD treatment brings regarding that issue.
Honesty, what a concept.
Well if you have read this far, please, if you can afford it, click the paypal button and just one dollar is all I ask.
Thank You,
Joe

My husband and I live on a small family farm with our 2 lovely girls. We not only run the farm, but we both work full-time outside the home. We have been through a lot in our 9 yrs of marriage. Here is a short version of what we have gone through since 2003. When we got married my husband found out he had cancer. He lost his job because of it and we had to move in with family for 6 months till we found a home. Later on, I lost my job and we had to move in with other family members till we found another home. We family were able to put a home on the family farm that we run and we have been there for 7 yrs now. An uncle was about to lose his home, so we helped him out. Now we are very financially strapped. It seems when things are going well, BAM! We get slapped down. With all our misfortunes we have cleared out our savings and paying off our credit cards (which are cut up) and medical bills. We have also put a hold on having anymore kids because we just can't afford it. We would love at least 1 more, but right now that is impossible. My husband really deserves the help because he works so hard for all that he has gone through. Last winter he was helping family and friends out so much that he got pneumonia and almost had to be hospitalized. We don't live a life of luxury and never really take vacations. All our money goes to bills and food. I have been collecting cans to help pay for groceries, I use coupons and all our change goes into a jar. I have also sold some of my Breyer horse collection and coin collection to pay some bills. I was going to donate my eggs for some money, but I am over 30 yrs old so I can't. We are not on any kind of assistance so everything we pay for comes out of our pocket. It breaks my heart to hear our girls talk about their friends going to these fun places like The Great Wolf Lodge and the beach for the weekend because I know we can't afford it. My husband gets after me because all the gift cards that I get for the holidays I save and buys presents for the girls on their birthdays. Sometimes it's the only way to get them things. Our debt is almost $10,000 and every month I do try to pay extra on at least one. I can hardly sleep because I am so worried about our finances and I have become depressed because of it. My goal is to get out of this debt, give the girls some great family memories and hopefully have 1 more child. This "beg" is mainly for my husband and child becuase they deserve the best! Donations of any kind would be appreciated. Thank you so much and God Bless.

my husband has terminal lung cancer and is dying we now live on meagre benefits i just want to make his life more happier for the short time he has left, a little spare cash to do some of the things we planned to do when he retired and not be stressing about bills need to get some memories of happy times before i lose him
we both worked hard and paid our way but this dreadful illness has robbed us of time money happiness and i just have a lonely future ahead if we could have help to get happy memories not worry about bills we could have quality time together before the cancer takes him thank you

Hi, I'm new to this so please bear with me.....

I am a 35 year old single mother of four beautiful children aged 10, 9, 5 and 5 months. I have a spinal injury that after many tests and consultations with Dr's and Neurosurgeons is inoperable and I now have to just 'deal with the pain', which I do, without medication, as I didn't want to add another problem to my ever growing list of health related issues that stem from the issues with my spine.

I discovered just over a year ago that I have a brother and sister (twins) who are 10 years younger than me. It was a massive shock but since finding out about each other we communicate on an almost daily basis through a social networking site and on skype and it feels like we have always known about each other. My children have no-one apart from myself and my mum and to have discovered my siblings and their children has been brilliant for us all.

We desperately want to go and see my brother and sister and their families but we need to fly and to be able to do so we all need a passport, which, having worked it out, is going to be very costly.

I have managed to find someone I know who falls into several of the categories to countersign our passport application forms so I have managed to save some money there and I have, through selling some items on ebay, managed to raise the money for all the photos to be taken and for copies of all of our full birth certificates, but the actual cost of the passports is proving harder to raise the money for.

I am embarrassed and ashamed that I am having to 'beg' for help but I do not want to go down the route of having to borrow the money from a loan company as the interest rates are astronomical and as desperate as I am to meet my siblings, I do not want to do so by getting us into debt as I spent 10 years paying debts off and we now live debt free, buying only what we can afford. We live within our means, do not holiday; in fact my children have never been fortunate enough to holiday; this is something I feel very upset about as I have many happy memories from my childhood family holidays....It breaks my heart when holiday adverts are on the television.

Any help will be gratefully received, no matter how small as we are all too aware - every penny helps!!

Thank you in advance for reading.

I just don’t know what to do, I am a 23-year-old female. I was mainly raised by my mother (58) she was married for a number of years and is now divorced. We had an excellent relationship up until I was about 11 when we moved from the city to the smallest village in the middle of no where, when I was 16 I moved back to the city to attend college, I was home schooled from the age of 13 so had to do make up courses if I ever wanted to attend university as I never got any schooling qualifications.
Over the years Iv tried to visit as much as I can but with schooling taking up most of my time and due to us living about 9 hours apart, is been difficult.
We are both very similar, which causes a lot of arguments, both equally stubborn. We fight a lot.
She’s dealt with a lot, such as a three-year prosecution agents her, which absolutely broke her, mentally and emotionally, it was a hard time for both of us, my grades suffered a lot and I began to worry about her mental health. Because it went on for so long, a lot of our arguments would be blamed on the stress of the whole situation. I always thought that once it was over, we would get better.
I graduated from university a year ago and it’s the first time in a long time that I’ve been able to visit more frequently. I thought it would be a great opportunity for us to fix our broken relationship,
When ever I visit, it gets to about a week, a week and a half and I just have to leave in fear our relationship would just crumble, this time it’s a little different, I broke up with my boyfriend of a year, who I was living in the city with and decided to get away so about two weeks ago I came to my mums, then within a few day a friend of ours (yes we share friends, we are VERY similar) was raped and beaten up, said friend is very messed up about it and has needed me around, you know just to listen, pretty much just to be here. So I decided to stay longer, when out of the blue my dog died. This dog was my guardian angle and helped to keep me strong when times where hard. Having him leave me was probably the single most heart-breaking moment of my life so far (don’t think I’m just inexperienced with life (my partner (my first-love/childhood sweetheart) of 7 years and I broke up less then two years ago) I know heart-break.
We have argued less this time considering the circumstances, but not for lack of her trying, well that’s how it feels. With everything that’s going on anytime I feel tension in the air I have just said “No, not now, we will not argue” and either left the room or had a time out if we were in the car or something.
She’s very ‘bohemian’ has a very radical way of thinking, outspoken and always on the side of the underdog, I have absolutely no problems with this and I most defiantly love her for exactly who she is. She’s been the best teacher of life, she’s had a hard life, and I feel I am more educated against the world because of the way we can talk about things.
When I’m here I try to put some order to the chaos, you know tide up (its always a mess) it’s a big house and can take ages to clean ever room.
I just broke down, I was cleaning the kitchen, and this isn’t just polish and vacuum. I was removing all the moulding fruit and vegetables from the bowl, when I noticed that she had three bags of potatoes in the fruit bowl. I wrapped them up to put them in the potato draw only to find a draw full of rotting potatoes.
She hoards stuff, I tried to throw away a few disposable Tupperware boxes when she told me she uses them to store things, fair enough. Then I notice a huge stack of them on top of the cabinet, like she hasn’t even considered using those ones.
This all sounds so stupid, I know, but usually when id be strong enough to just brush it off and sort it out, I don’t have that strength rite now, I am so worried for her, I am beginning to feel as though perhaps I should move in with her to be her carer, but we don’t have the sort of relationship that we could live together full time, last time that happened I was 15 and I would hate to live in this area again, I have nothing but bad memories from my childhood here. The people are very closed minded and keep them selves to them selves, my mum loves it here, she grew up in Africa, and says round here reminds her of a happier time. It’s not for me.
And on top of it all, she doesn’t earn very much money (she practically volunteers at a place to help people with special needs) and iv been struggling to find a job for months now, iv started receiving benefits with is £50 per week, but the debt of our dog dyeing is at least £500, and our other dog has to have an operation to have his eye removed this Friday (which is just more £££) all my benefits are going towards that and all the money she can keep aside goes on that as well.
The house is falling down, her ex husband was a builder and they had brought a run down place to do up, he smoked away all his time and practically nothing got done. She’s lived here for over 10 years and only a few weeks ago had windows fitted in the kitchen, before it was just stretched plastic. Most of the walls are just plasterboard, the sink is broken, we have to carry water down from the bathroom to do the washing up.
I don’t know what to do, I worry about her mental well being, I don’t know if she’s developing Alzheimer’s, she had a memory test at the doctors and they said she was fine, but I just don’t see how this can be the case. I worry about her physical state, she has extremely bad arthritis and struggles to move somedays. I worry about her financial situation, but without work there’s nothing more then £50 a week I can do.
I am not keep my job search limited to my degree; I have applied for supermarkets, MacDonald’s, all manor of places all over the country.
I feel more then ridiculous for posting this, but I don’t want to be a burden on the people in my life, and simple don’t know what to do anymore.
Grammar and spelling aren’t a strong point of mine, please don’t judge me on that.

TL;DR - I need to help my mother financially, to fix the crumbling house, to pay vet bills, to fix our relationship and just to survive when life is hard.

My family is in need of financial help this holiday season. My husband was recently laid off from work and my part-time job and our meager savings is not enough to cover our living expenses and afford to give our kids a Christmas celebration. We are just making it by as it is, we cannot afford any extra for Christmas expenses.

I do not want my 6 year old son and 8 year old daughter to be left out of the festivities this year and have no joyous memories to share with their friends after winter break. We understand the spirit of Christmas is not monetary, but our kids will still be disappointed when there is no tree, stockings, gifts, or treats this year.

Please help my kids experience a wonderful Christmas this year by donating anything you can spare.

Your goodness and assistance are much appreciated by all of us.

Thank you!

Im taking care of my sick father and working 2 jobs, I just need some help please, anything will help and if you can afford to help please do. even if its just $1.00. Its very hard taking care of my dad with the jobs im working and i cant even have time with him so i can hold those memories close to my heart after he passes :( he has lymphoma and hepititis C, and is going through Chemo but his liver is not handleing the chemo well so we dont know how much time he has left.

Hello, my name is Sarah O'Brien. Four years ago my mother was diagnosed with cancer. The doctors told us there was nothing they could do. She came home and suffered. Myself and my daughter lived with her and my father. She was my daughters best friend. We watched her suffer and die. It tore my family apart. We used to be so close but she was our glue. My father moved to Kentucky and remarried. My sisters and I barely speak and my little brother who also lived with them lives in a motel room now. I couldn't bare to see the house be sold so I purchased it. My daughter is so proud to tell people that she was born in this house. I worked for TD Bank for 11 years. I was a hard working and dedicated employee. Six years later a new manager arrived named Liz. She was an abusive maniac. Harassed and belittled everyone any chance she got. I couldn't take it anymore after 5 years of this. I was suffering severe anxiety and it was affecting my health. I went out on sick leave and have been struggling ever since. She is still there after several complaints and I am now losing my mothers house which I wanted so much to save. This house is all that we have left of her and all my childhood memories are in this house. Please if anyone has it in their heart to help I would forever be grateful. Thank you so much in advance! If you can help please email me at sarahobrien4602@comcast.net Thank you, Sarah

I know that there are others out there who need money for more important things than I like medical treatment and I have tried to sell nearly everything I own to raise money to no avail. I just do not know what else to do.
My name is Georgina Hermsdorf, I am 45 years old and I make this post with a heavy and broken heart and dented pride.I am asking for funds for 3 purposes.
1.Medical Care to save my cat
(She is my priority right now)
2.Fix my car.
3.Relocate to Dallas Texas for Job Reasons.

1.My 14 year old cat Angelica Precious (Angel) whom I have had since 8 weeks old
(She was a Christmas gift to me from my whole family after a Coyote took my
Squeekers) needs blood work to determine if she has Hyperthyroidism, Diabetes or if her kidneys or liver are failing. This is a big thing for me because she is my baby, my best friend, my guardian angel, my everything. I love her so much and right now with all I am going thru she is all that keeps me strong, she is all that I have to hold on to. All I want at this very moment is to be able to get her the blood tests to find out for sure what is wrong, then if treatment is needed get her on treatment, if worst comes to worse and her liver or kidneys are failing then be able to put her to sleep have her cremated and be able to keep her ashes. All my other trouble seem inconsequential to this. I have been to every charity that helps pets that there is, and there is no help there.

2.My 1986 Buick Century Ltd not behaving right think it might be a problem with Carburetor or Transmission, I need this car for my demonstration job this job cannot be done by bus I have equipment and materials I have to take with me for the Demonstrations.

3.I want to relocate to Dallas Texas because I have 2 job opportunities there and if they do not pan out then I feel job opportunities there are better than Washington State period.

I have a sister in Dallas Texas who works for Hilton Reservations World Wide I used to work for them in Hemet CA she talked to them and they see no problem with me returning to work for them but I would have to go thru the application, interview and training process. To do that I need to be in Dallas Texas, have a Dallas Texas address. They will be doing another training class in October 2011

In addition the company (Prodemoworks based out of Arizona) I am currently working for doing in store demonstrations also does in store demonstrations in Dallas Texas, and I was able to get the name and email of the Dallas AM there I emailed her and she emailed me the name and contact information for the District supervisor whom I have contacted and she has already asked for my employee ID number so she can get me set up in the system.

I am actually hoping I can get a weekday schedule at Hilton and be able to work demonstrations on weekends. Yes work the 2 jobs. Also hoping to be able to go back to volunteering at a local animal shelter as I did in Ocean Shores WA for about 8 months.
I would like to leave for Dallas Texas October 1st 2011 or before. I am going by moving truck towing my car

My father is willing to put me up till October 1st 2011 but that is all he will do for me, he is and forgive me for saying this being a hard nose. (Long story there)

Also a friend of the family is willing to drive the moving truck for me but I would have to get him back to Tacoma Washington.

I would be taking a route that takes me thru Hemet California so that I can pick up some other personal belongings in storage there. (Another Long Story)

I really feel this is the best move for me, a fresh start in a new town where there are opportunities for me to find work and once again become a productive self supportive independent individual. Also it takes me away from bad memories of a relationship gone badly and the loss of a child.

If you would like to know the whole sordid story of how I ended up in the mess I am in or exactly how much ot will cost to accomplish, if you wish to mail a donation email me at geoherms@gmail.com.

There is no easy way to tell this story. I know that this letter is long and I wish it were a simple matter, but it is not. 3 days after my husband and I lost our home to foreclosure, I lost my husband of almost 16 years to suicide.

Joe and I bought our home in 1999. We had rented it for 3 years since we had gotten married on June 1, 1996. We were a happy couple and in love and we created many memories there, happy Christmases, a lot of laughter and a growing togetherness that at the end, rendered Joe and I not just husband and wife, but best of friends. Joe was my best friend.

We both worked, but the layoffs began in 2007. For years, we struggled and worked hard to make ends meet. In 2009, we were working with our mortgage company on a loan modification program. Still, bankruptcy had to be filed in late 2009. But, in October, 2010, Joe was laid off again. For the next six months following the last lay off, we worked with the mortgage company in trying to find a buyer for our home to possibly rent it back to us. Ultimately, the mortgage company auctioned our home for $98,000. All of our equity was gone and we had no home. Both of us were out of work and Joe was receiving unemployment benefits.

During that time, I watched Joe change. He had always been an optimistic person. One of his favorite things to say was, 'it doesn't have to be this way'. He was the life of the party, he made everyone laugh, and he was a good person. Joe was a genuinely sincere, loving, sweet, hardworking man who cared about others.

Even strangers. Once, driving home from work, he heard a girl screaming from a deserted parking lot behind Safeway. He pulled over and got out of the car, as two men ran by him. He said he wanted to chase them, but did not because he felt he needed to check on the girl. She had been beaten. He stayed with her and comforted her until the police arrived. They thanked him for stopping. He said he told them, 'Of course. Anyone would'. They assured him that was not true. But, that was the way that Joe thought.

I watched Joe struggle more than I had ever seen someone do to take care of our home and of me. Sometimes he would still laugh, but those times began coming fewer and farther between. Sometimes, he would cry. He would sob in my arms. It tears my heart out now to think of it. I will never in this lifetime get over this or recover completely. Joe had been in my life for a total of 18 years, 16 married, almost (this last June 1, 2011 would have been our 16th wedding anniversary), he was a good man, and he was my friend. He was my life.

Joe and I lost our home. We packed our home of nearly 16 years into a storage building. (I have since lost that building and all of our belongings).

3 days after losing our home, Joe committed suicide. He jumped off of a bridge. Despite a hospital stay and efforts to save him, he ultimately died.

The buyers of our home have turned it over or flipped it already in this short time. I sometimes go by it and look at it. I see Joe tinkering in the garage or I look through the front window and picture us having dinner together. I see where our Christmas tree stood. I look at the front door and remember when we first walked through it, when we were engaged and looking for our first (and only) home. The very first thing that went into our home, before furniture or belongings, was a small statue with Jesus and a little plaque that read 'Bless Our Home'. Joe hung that in the hallway. I still cannot comprehend that this happened. Joe was always a positive, happy person. Our wedding song was 'You're The Best Thing That Ever Happened To Me.' by Gladys Knight. I can't listen to it now. I know you don't know Joe and he's a stranger to you, but he was my life.

I lost my husband and my home in a period of 3 days. Joe's unemployment checks have ceased and there is no income. I have applied for dozens upon dozens of jobs, everything from picking up trash at a park to a waitress to an errand runner. I have not been hired. I have few skills and he was always the major earner. He had years of experience in various outside sales. I am not a college graduate with few skills and what I have to offer is very limited. I cannot afford to go back to school. Social Security will not help because I am not old enough. Joe and I couldn't have children so often, public assistance cannot help. New creditors are coming after me, such as the homeowners association for the house we lost, his time in the hospital in their efforts to save him (due to circumstances, there was no medical insurance, however by law they were required to treat him), the ambulance and rescue team that pulled him from the water and the list and cost is too measurable to detail here. I do not know where else to turn. I am alone. So, I am turning to you.

Joe used to say, 'sometimes bad things happen to good people.' When he said that, I never imagined this. Can you please help? I am lost.

Thank you.

All My Best,

Christina

iam 50 and disabled. there are 4 girls and 12 grandchildren. that need to start making memories at nanas on holidays. i want to give them that. my mom is in her 70' and only older immediate family left. i need a place for stockings , cocoa and the story of the CHRIST child.i can pay back 250.00 a month. not begging just borrowoing. i will pay this forward. GOD BLESS MERRY CHRISTMAS, AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT. .................the house is great and 27,000 its a dream for me...if you can help heres my e-mail dowens6801@yahoo.com

After leaving catering college at the age of just 20, I embarked on my career, but it was taken away along with my life just a few months later, ( im now 55 ) during college my dad died of cancer, it had been my turn to watch over him that night, I was just 15 years old, and I awoke to find that he had died during the night, his hand had locked on to mine whelst I had been a sleep, and I had to have it removed by my big sister, I cannot forget this it broke my heart,my dad was just 47 when he died, it affected me for the rest of my life.

It also profundley changed my mothers demeaner, it changed her, and I was last to leave the family home, and it was so hard.

To make matters worse only a few years ago my mother passed on, and I was away dealing with my own medical problem at the time and missed her passing on, I wanted to say goodbye, it haunts me to this day, that my parents left this world in such a manner.

I am in my late 50s now, back in the early 70s, I was a passenger in a friends car, he pulled out into the path of another car, onto a fast piece of road, and our car was hit at over 90 miles an hour. My seat belt broke with the impact, and I was thrown through the cars windscreen. I, landed on the tarmac and next the car I had been in was bulldozed over my body.

It bulldozed the other car on to my neck and chest, trapping me under it. My arms were pinned to my chest by the cars sill, and my neck was bent up against a cold granite wall, my right leg was wrapped around the back axle. I was ready to die, but held on to life with every passing breath, god must have been watching over me that night.

It took the fire crew an hour to cut me out, then it was off to the hospital, on arrival all my clothes were cut from my body, on examination it was found that my right leg was near on severed from the knee, and was hanging on by a thread of my skin.

In addition I had 4 broken ribs, severe cuts and bruises everywhere and a small spilt in my skull, this skull spilt was not significant at the time, but would go on to ruin my entire life. My mouth was full of broken windscreen glass and I was vomiting blood because of it. Back in the 70s there was no MRI scanner so I was just given an X ray of my head.

Because my leg was the main problem the little split in my skull was just left then as being nothing, but it would play a big part in my life. After being cleaned up and admitted to the ward, I settled back to a 12 week stay, and Around the 3 week mark of being in hospital, the surgeon said there was now no chance of me being able to walk again on my right leg.

I broke down in tears, cried a river and could not understand why me. During my stay in hospital my boss came in and told me he could no longer keep my position open for me. This was devastating for me, I had worked so hard at college to be a chef, and had climbed my way up the ranks to be a chef in charge.

And was now at the age of just 20 cooking in a world famous Hotel, and it was my life, I had left school only 5 years beofre the accident, and had studied at college to be a chef, now because of this crash my career was finished in one hit, my employer had spoken to the drs, who had said working in a kitchen enviroment would be to dangerous for me, so my career was over right there right then.

I now lay in the bed stunned and deeply hurt that because of this accident, I had now lost everything at the age of just twenty!. Then one day I noticed some feeling in my right legs big toe, I screamed for the nurse, and she brought along a Dr.
Over the coming weeks I fully regained the use of my right leg. Of course I thought everything was going to be alright, but from the day I left hospital some 35 years ago now to this day, I have suffered so much.

You see the knock on the head I had during the car crash, damaged the cerebellum part of my brain, a part called the cerebellum tonsil. The severe knock to my head caused the tonsil, to drop out of the cerebellum part of my brain a few mm. And for the last 35 years this part of my brain as been dropping slowley a few mm each year towards my brain stem.

The affect it as is to disturb the cerebral spinal fluid that goes around my brain. The tonsil dangles into a space where it should not be, disrupting the flow of csf, which in turns gives me a wide range of medical disorders.

I suffer with ringing sounds in both my ears every day, 7 days a week, I have headaches daily, coupled with dizziness sickness, and pain in spine and neck, some days i cant feel my legs or walk on them, some days my arms dont work, my balance is hopeless, I cant sleep for severe pain, I cry all the time in private because of the situation I have been in these last 35 years.

To look at me I look like any normal kinda guy but life as been so tough these last 35 years.
The brain surgeons that I have seen have told me that to operate as a 75% chance of death for me, so they prefer me to live with the disabilities until such a time when I become in risk of death, and then they will operate on me seeing theres no other option, this means I live with countless medical conditions all of which I have had to live with for 35 years.

These medical conditions have made my life a living hell, for 35 years ive been dizzy off balance, severe headaces, and forced to go to bed every night knowing that I could die at any given time.
I lay in bed with symptoms of my brain damage rushing all over my body, trying to think positive for 35 years, im now 55, and wish so very very much that I could have given my wife and children a proper home to live in, one we owned, in a nice area, and not to have had to rely on handouts from the goverment merely to excist.

I cry, ive cried oceans of tears in despair in private, while Ive tried to work a way out of this hell for my family and me,but of course my disabilies dont allow me to get a break, so just had to live it for 35 years, ive never stopped trying, but ive made my illness well worse, and just cant do it anymore.

I was a young man of just 20 years old, and my whole life and anyone who would be with me, had changed in the blink of an eye. We got no compensation back when I was 20, and I was a passenger!!! I got shafted by the insurance company, with no dad, and mum still grieving his death, I got ripped off by the othersides insurers. If I was able to just change one thing in my past, it would be to not except that lift in my friends car.

The worst thing about all of what happened to me is, that for the first 12 years after my accident none of the medical people we went to see knew what could be making me so very very ill, so it was hard to get any help at all, after 12 years of seeing hundreds of doctors, one of them finally!!! decided to allow me to have a full brain and spine MRI, but this same doctor had been writing in my medical records that I was a waste of time and that nothing would be found wrong with my brain.

He, had written in my medical notes that there would be no scan because it would be a waste of time, He then reluctently gave me a brain scan, and reported it has normal to my family doctor.
My wife then ordered up copies of my medical records from that doctors hospital, and we found that he had lied about my brain scan, the brain scan records stated that I had a very rare brain damage that would be caused by a trauma such as a car crash.

We can only think like our family doctor does, that the dr who had written my brain scan results to be normal, was trying to cover him self after years of writing in my medical record rubbish about me, and now seeing that I had a rare brain damage had tried to cover it up"!!!!.
I was so angry after the last 12 years of hell, and to now see that this showed that my brain had been damaged severely all those years before, and that I had been made to live in terror all those years that had just passed.

My family said we should get a solicitor to champion our case, and we did, but the one we chose was a bad one, who during our legal case was struck off for mishandling another bigger case, it was in all the newspapers, and when that solicitor was barred from practising, our case was left in such a state that no other solicitor would touch it.
We took my case to 3 other solicitors, all of which said that the 1st soliictor had ruined of chance of winning, and we were left to suffer.

All of these things have mede me so very very tired, plus heavy debt, all my medical symptoms to cope with, and tring to live on pennies, the goverment gives very small amounts to live on, it just about covers food rent and some of the other costs of life. My life, and others with me as been so hard since 20 years old, thes last 35 years feel like 200 years to my body and soul.

So many horrable things have happend to me, my whole life as been blighted from such a young age, ive tried, ive tried so hard, im tired now so very very tired,
As I write this, I find it hard to think, motavation is so hard, each day is full with pain, grief, despair, money truly is the only way we can feel a little better, but we cant get any, so its bills bills bills, we live, but we dont do any more than that.

Now its just me and my wife, who means everything to me, I want holidays and nice things in our home, but we live on pennies and are feeling the affects of what happened to myself 35 years ago. I want my wife to enjoy life the way we were ment too.

My wife helped me through every year and we have 3 wonderful children, these days its been tough trying to make a living owing to my disablement, in the early days of my children growing up, I tried with every part of my determination to make a good home for them, but we could only ever live in social housing, and it was so so hard growing up in some of the areas we had to live in.
As my health as gotten worse we took on debt to keep above water so to speak, benefits were no where enough to live on. my wife and I now owe £50,000 in loans and credit cards, all of which over the last 35 years as built up just to roof and feed our family, and pay ever increasingley high water electric and gas bills.

I have had my dignity taken at the age of just 20, 35 years ago, and have lived a hellish life of pain, and tearful memories of what I use to be. none of what happened to me was my doing, just a passenger in a car.
Any help that anyone out their can afford will help us to live a little bit better. Thanks in anticapation of anything you can afford to give, it will be used to make a better life for me and my wife thanks and good bless.

I am a workaholic who can no longer work due to my wife's disabilities. We have two boys and live in a two bedroom apartment with 11 years of memories. My wife has recently found out that she has COPD and Emphysema. She went to the doctor two days ago and they found a growth on her heart. On top of all of this she has been wearing a medical boot for two years due to a break and the onset of Mersa in her bone marrow which will not allow sugery for the fear of the Mersa spreading to her heart and lungs.
The doctors have told us that she has two to three years to live. She will leave behind our two boys Cody 10 and Logan 9.
We are at the end of our resourses and only have an income of $620.OO per month in which our rent is 650. We will have our electric shut off as of 5/20/2011 and then we will be getting evicted because I can not work. I am perfectly capable and willing to work except for the fact that if I do, my wife will lose all of her medical assistance and there is no possible way I can afford the expense. For the last year now I have been my wifes caretaker and take care of our house and the children. I have been doing the best I can until now. We stand to lose everything and become homeless and have no idea what to do about it . My wife is on a CPAP at night and can't sleep or breathe without it as well as the fact that she can only walk for 5 to 10 minutes at a time.
She has been waiting two years for SSI and is told she will have a hearing in the next 11 months. We really need help to pay rent and electric in order to exsist. any amount would help at this point. I am not the type to beg but I must at this point plee for the help we so need. I just want my wife to be comfortable for the last few years she has left.
Thank you for your attention any assistance would be helpful.

I am so ashamed to do this, but my shame wont allow me to make my Granddaughter suffer. I am a Grandmother with lupus, fibromyalgia, celieac disease (that is affecting my heart, lungs, kidneys) attempting to raise a beautiful eight year old little girl who has extreme issues from her memories after having been rescued from a home in which her father was making drugs. I address her emtional issues by creating the most peaceful environment possible, but my inability to even keep the electric on this month and the fact that my husband left and moved to TX, taking the car with him, has left me completely without resources and a shutoff notice on water and electric. Only complete desparation would drive me to have come to this website and any help that anyone can offer will be GREATLY appriciated and wisely used. Thank you. I feel a little better just knowing that I now someone else knows. Thank you. Thank you.

Unemployment was just cut off for millions of people. I'm one of them. I was able to pay my bills with unemployment (after I scaled back many things) but now that's gone, and no one is sure if Congress will step up and do what they need to do. I have $96 in my bank account and no other source of income. Luckily my last unemployment check was just enough to cover December's rent. That's it. There is no more. I cut back on every bill I had when I first lost my job. I was able to get down to $1300 in bills, that includes rent, elec, phone, car pmt and insurance. I have no idea what I'm going to do. My next step is to sell everything I own, except clothes, my car, and my memories. I am a 38 yr old single female with no children, no family, and don't have any "rich" friends I could hit up for money. The few friends I do have are in the same boat. I'm here to solicit donations from whomever is willing to help me out. My main concern is my car. If I lose my car, I lose my lifeline, and if worse comes to worse, I can sleep and live in my car if I have to do so. I also have two cats that won't be able to understand that there is no food. This post sounds like a lot of rambling, but I don't how else to say it. If I am still unable to convince someone to hire me, I will be homeless next month. I never dreamed, even after knowing how bad the economy is, that it would take this long to find a job. What the heck? Please someone, anyone, help me with something, anything you can. Pennies add up to dollars. I have a paypal account, but if you want to make a check or money order out to pay directly to my apartment complex, car lienholder, electric company, etc., I have no problem with that. I just don't know what else to do, so I came here hoping for a miracle. God Bless!

We are a family of 5 in need of some help. My husband lost his job a few years ago and since then, we've never recovered from the mounting debt. We would love to not live paycheck to paycheck anymore and pay off our credit card debt. Right now it stands at around $16,000 and our car is in need of major repairs that we cannot afford. My hope is that I can surprise my husband by erasing our credit card debt by the end of the year so that he is able to give up his second job of 6 years and finally be able to spend time with us. We desperately miss him. Please help us to get back on our feet before our kids grow up and have lost precious childhood memories with their daddy. I just want to show him how much we love him and make things better.

My name is Kelli. I am 34 years old, and I live in the great state of West Virginia. My childhood wasn’t all that great, and I never received life lessons. By the time I was 17, my credit was shot, and I was living with an undiagnosed mental illness. I have since gotten help and learned my own life lessons. I have 2 wonderful daughters, one of whom is autistic. I want them to have those happy memories that I never had. I am on a fixed income, and I abide by a very strict budget. My children will never know my worries because I wouldn’t want them to carry that burden with them. I learned how to fix my credit, and I bought us a home with the help of some government financing. My mortgage is the first bill I pay every month, and that never leaves much. With a fixed income, I will never be able to give my girls financial help, but I hope to teach them life lessons, so that they know the value of health, happiness, and a dollar. There are four things that I need help with, and I hope one day to somehow achieve all four. The first is to pay off our furnace. We still owe $1452 on our furnace, and as they did set me up on a payment plan, this payment causes me to fall behind on other bills and groceries. The second thing I want is a fence. My youngest daughter does not understand boundaries, nor does she recognize danger. She is cooped up inside most of the time because of this. I would love for her to be able to play freely and safely. Every child deserves this. The third thing that we want is carpet. Our floors, when we bought the home, are all hardwood, and not in great shape. They have become a danger, as my children sometimes fall down. The last and final thing that would improve our lives immensely is a car. Before we purchased our home, we lived closer to family and friends, but now we have a difficult time getting around. We live in a rural area without public transportation or taxi service. With these four things, our lives would be pretty close to perfect. Sounds simple enough, but seems like a far away dream. We appreciate anything that can be done. And I guess our most pressing need would be the payoff on the furnace. The other three things aren’t really detrimental, but would greatly improve our outlook on life. Thanks!

Help Save My Future
Wow I can't believe I am asking for help from strangers but times are changing so I must adjust. Here it is plain and simple I made a bad choice now I need 7000.00 to save my house without the money I will lose my home. That is only the beginning. I will not be able to return to school and I am 5 classes away from my degree. I returned to school after years of working. I am 41yrs old and it is sad that I must ask for help. My only hope is to finish my degree so I can return to work. I have taken care of people all my adult life and then I hurt my back unable to have surgury due to lupas anticolugulant (bleeding disorder) I can no longer do the work I once did. So I am retraining for a job that does not require the use of my back. See I worked in Nursing homes private care and with people with developmental disabilities. Sometimes having to restarain people or lift. I just can't do it anymore. I understand a house is just a posession but it is really all I have. My kids are young adults now but I missed so much of their childhood for reasons other than my own. I want a home where they can come and we can make memories like holidays and birthdays that I missed with them. I sit at my computer typing this and trying not to cry. I understand that I made the bad dicission and I can not change that now I can only hope there is someone or some people that will have compassion and understanding that can help me. I have put so much into this house. I have struggled with school at my stage of life. Yet I have managed to keep a 3.34 gpa. This is the last hope I have in trying save my future. If you can kindly donate anything it would be appreciated. I will pay it forward when I am able. My paypal account is
seaanna777@gmail.com same as my email. Thank you