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I am a 43 year old woman who is married to a 43 year old man. We both moved to Miami Florida and thought that our lives were about to become better. I went to school for cosmetology, and my husband found a great job in Customer Service with the Visa company. Now one and a half years later we are about to lose everything we have tried to work so hard for. I have finished school and I have obtained my cosmetology license. And I have searched for a job ever since. Unfortunately for me I have found out that Miami is a city where you cannot find a decent place to work without speaking spanish, and that most places they speak only spanish so i cannot find a job yet. My husband just lost his job last month and now we are behind in all of our bills. Our rental agreement states that we can be evicted after the 10th of the month if rent is not paid and we are now going on the second month because my landlord has seen that we have always been good with paying rent. But noone can live for free and now she has told us that if we do not pay rent this week she will have to evict. If there is anything anyone can do to help even 5 dollars we would greatly appreciate it.

Background:

I was born in Argentina, but have lived in Texas since I was 5. I had no say in it; my parents decided that’s what was best for me since Buenos Aires was so crime-ridden. I graduated high school like normal kids, went to a community college right afterwards, and worked part time to cover its costs. I got an Associate’s in Science (Nursing) and then dropped out since I couldn't afford to attend a university nor decide on a major. My GPA was a 3.4 at the time.

I'm now 25, working full time (Geek Squad, can’t do much with an associate’s), studying electrical engineering, married to my high school sweetheart, and have my goals set! I just have one thing holding me back...MONEY. Since I backtracked when I changed majors, I had a few sophomore classes to take. I'm finishing them at the same community college, and I'm registered for the Fall semester at the University of Texas at Dallas (Junior level courses). I have gotten nothing but As since I've been back!



Why I Need Your Help:

Now, you may be wondering, why can't I use FAFSA? Well, I recently obtained my permanent residence. That was a big roadblock growing up. One of the agreements I had with our nation was that I would not use federal funds (welfare, food stamps, grants, FAFSA, etc) for the next 10 years. I work full time and attend as many classes as I can per semester; I have no time for lollygagging.

Sallie Mae can only loan me so much, and banks nowadays make it very difficult to borrow from for school. All the scholarships I’ve looked for require either citizenship or full time enrollment, neither of which I am. (Can’t enroll full time because I need to work full-time to make ends meet) My father is a construction worker and I don’t know my mom, she left us when I was 7. I just sold my laptop on eBay and made myself a cheap one from recycled parts. I've tried getting internships, but I'm not deep enough into my career to be eligible yet. Nearby family members don’t have any spare cash, and don’t make enough to co-sign a loan for me….So I’m here, hoping some kind strangers can help me out.

I am a hard working student, good Samaritan, bilingual, a jokester, drug-free, do calculus in my head, pay taxes, 740 credit score, and drive a broken down Pontiac. My only goal right now is to finish school with flying colors as soon as possible; just need this financial roadblock to meet a wrecking ball.

Will you help me smash it down?

My Name Is
Mrs Walter Kerter, From USA, An X-Scam Victim and how i get back on my feet and be a personal business owner with cars and

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HERE IS MY SUCCESS STORY:

I was in a critical search of a genuine loan lending company were i can obtain a loan of $150,000.00USD some lender’s that

Came to me sheep clothing i never know they where fraud until i was given the terms of their loan and i agreed eventually i

was scammed they scammed me of my hard earn money up to four lender’s that scammed me the sum of $32,000.00USD and i though

that all is over that there can never be any other genuine lender until my Husband’s Friend Mr. Garrett Lugard the general

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I need help asap. I rented a place from a scumbag 2 weeks ago who unknown to me had already sold the home. I went looking for help with this situation through various social services, etc. I was told I needed an eviction notice from the landlord who kept my deposit and won't return it. I have just found out that the supposed landlord doesn't even own the property and is harassing and threatening me to move out. The police have been notified and I obtained legal aid to try to get to the bottom of this. I have found another apartment but because this scumbag will not return my money I need a first month's rent deposit and moving costs of about $600.00. I want to get out of here as soon as possible because the situation with me and this person is really bad and could be very ugly. He comes in my home when ready and has taken things, even the dog's dog food can you believe it. Can someone please help me I don't feel comfortable here and have no place else to go. Anything will help. Thanks!

Recently, I was arrested on hearsay for a DV charge. The charge was dropped because it was untrue & unjust. I was the one assaulted; the judge concurred. Unfortunately, the altercation occurred at 3am on a Friday morning, on MLK weekend, and so what should've been a 12-hour stay, turned into 5 days. In the interim, my 4-year old daughter was kidnapped by CPS, simply because we have no family there--not for any other reason.
Upon my release, I discover that my daughter's already been handed to a foster home & that a hearing had been set for that morning; no one had even bothered to TRY to contact me about it. In my haste, I rushed to the courthouse next door, oblivious of a marijuana pipe I had in my possession (it may sound cliche, but it wasn't mine; I don't even smoke). I didn't get arrested for having it, but this is where the real problem began.
To make a long story short, I pled guilty ONLY to hurry & get my daughter out of a stranger's house & agreed to have her placed with her VERY part-time father who'd only seen her on average 10 days a year since birth (his choice).
Since then, he's attempted to cut me off from her--denying calls & visits. I obtained an attorney, so thus far I've been allotted ONE day per week for 4 hours to see the child I've raised alone since birth!
Additionally, I've worked for her father for 5 years--he's snatched that from me as well. He went on to choose a facility that costs $180 per visit! So, I have no income now, no employment & I have to drive 7 hours to get there. Friends and family have run out of resources to assist me. I still owe the attorney over $1,000 & until visitation is adjusted I'll have to keep paying this ridiculous amount.
I am not your typical stereotype of this sort of matter. I'm college-educated. So are my parents. I grew up middle-class. This is so unfair to me & my child. I've seen her cry before over an injury or hurt feelings, but never before over a broken heart. I MUST make these visits. If you can and are interested in helping, please click the link below:

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I am desperately trying to come up with the money needed to pay off my lawyer and most importantly qualify for ARD. I just obtained a career that will be starting shortly. But with out getting ARD and clearing my record I will lose the opportunity. I really need a loan or some donations. 3000 dollars would save my life, and give me the means to pay the loaner back with significant intreset!

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 honestly don't know if this will ever find anyone who may help but I'm being optimistic despite the odds. I honestly don't know how to truly explain my situation but to say that I've just been "stuck in a rut" for, let's be honest, over a decade. I don't regret my life, for I know that I've lived it the best way I knew how & with the limited resources that I had available. I also don't regret it because my experiences have made me the person that I am today. I have done everything possible to make sure that my family is safe & healthy. Ultimately, they come first! However all I can say is that I've just been wrapped up in so many unfortunate circumstances that have had many factors that were out of my control, that basically one can conclude that I'm just NOT a lucky person!

Here's some history: Basically when I started college my family lost our home due to my mother's gambling problem. This lead to my father's infidelity which ultimately lead to their divorce (which both my parents made me decide if they were to separate or not). Several months later I found myself pregnant & kicked out of both my parents apartments. During that time I still tried to keep things together by working as many shifts as I could & by going to school during the day. It was hard because I was like a nomad, moving from one friend's house to another. At times I even slept in my car. But then there came a point where my pregnancy became too complicated and I ended up living in the hospital for 2 months before my child was born at 7.5 months. Due to his pre-maturity and the many complications that ensued I decided devoted my life to taking care of him. It worked to some point, where I was able to drop my 3 jobs and obtained a stable one. I was also able to obtain a certificate from university. However, when my father died. I felt the obligation to take on the responsibility of honoring his last wishes. In a sense it aided me to find a type of closure yet in another way it had opened Pandora's box. It was not easy grieving and dealing with my father's side of the family, my mother's side & to add more, my father's girlfriend's side. The funeral, the back taxes owed by my father, my husband loosing his job & my son constantly getting sick... All expenses were on me. To add more "injury" within the span of 9 months I was in a total car wreck, I gave birth to my second child & then I was in a horseback riding accident, that almost paralyzed me. Honestly, what are the chances of going horseback riding for the first time, loosing control & getting thrown off?!

I've really tried my best to deal with things one day at a time & also do it with a smile. But now I find myself dealing with arthritis, kidney problems, crazy medical fees, no job (since the company closed), and bills now reaching almost $60,000. Even as I look at that number now, I honestly feel a sense of nausea...

The only thing I do know is that, I still have a lot in me to give and I've tried, despite it all, to give it back by going back to school to become a licensed nursing practitioner. It may sound crazy & it comes at a very inopportune time (considering that I'm drowning in debt!) but by doing this course, it helps me in so many ways. It calms me... It gives me a sense of purpose, knowing that I may alleviate a person's pain, even in the slightest, which in turn somewhat alleviates mine as well. It also gives me confidence knowing that all the teachers that I have encountered during this course say that they believe in me, in my determination & in my will power to survive & conquer.

So ultimately, I'm asking you this... For your help, to help me help others. Even if you could spare $1.00. One small step, is still a step forward for me. And like I said in the title, despite all the things that I've gone through, I'm still optimistic & I still have a little fight left in me. So please help me fight!

Hello everyone,

About Me/My Situation:

Started a small computer service business in 2006 after being laid off from my regular job after 6 years. Managed to stay afloat until mid summer 2010 when I lost the contracts that provided 90% or more of my business and I had no money to go out on my own and obtain new contracts or more new customers. I was owed some money for work performed ( about $7,000) I will not be seeing any of that money.

After a while I started selling my possessions and items that my family had given me to sell, mostly accumulated junk like computer parts, beer steins that I had collected and other things at a weekly flea market, I cut down all my bills as much as I could. I looked for jobs for months. I borrow way too much money from my family as they could not really afford to lend it to me but they did. My parents and my brother also loaned me their cars when after i had to turn in my company owned vehicle leaving me without a mode of transportation. After a couple months of borrow cars I used whatever money I had managed to save and some money from an insurance claim to pick up a 15 year old vehicle for myself.

In November 2010 I obtained a full time tech job and a part time counter help job at the local movie theater. Even with two jobs I was still making much less that I use to and much less than I needed to pay my bills.

Finally I ended up filing for bankruptcy, "unofficially" close my business (turn in business vehicle leaving me without a vehicle) and recently just had most of my debts discharged, BUT I still need to catch up on a couple thing that the bankruptcy would not cover.

What I need:

1. Need to catch up on my condo fees --- about $1,000
2. My property taxes are about 2 years behind ---- $1,800
3. My heat, hot water and electric bills are past due --- $500
4. I need to officially close my business with the state which includes filing my annual report for the last two years ---- $1,000

Total I am need of is $4,300 I don't expect to receive all of this if any, but it did give me a chance to sort of vent while I typed this out.

Thank you to all who read this and thank you in advance to all who may donate.

Once I get caught up on these few items I should be good to go and would be able to stay caught up.

Well this is our situation. Got out the military in Aug of 2010 and me and my wife had everything planned out for us to start truck driving school in September. Unfortunately we had a bad turn with bills and car problems which set us back...we have been trying to play catch up in order for us to start truck driving school together but every time we take a step forward it feels like we take 2 steps backwards. We are a large family of 6 and have sheltered the children from our financial strain. We are in need of charitable individuals or even someone who can loan us the money and we would be happy to pay it back once we have become secured truck driving. In total we would be financially stable with about 8-10k. That would include getting our bills caught up and maintain our family while in truck school and then getting started on the road. I am a veteran and have spoken to several schools which have guaranteed my and my wife getting a job once we have obtained our CDL's. Thank you to those who have taken the time to read this and may your hearts understand.

Dear Sirs,

Beg your help to save my life

I am 53 years old businessman from tiny island of Sri Lanka. I started my business in 2007 after retiring from a leading solid rubber manufacturing company (Trelleborg Lanka PVT LTD Swedish own company) where I worked as the manager procurement for good 13 years. I am B.Sc graduate and diploma holder of rubber and plastic product manufacturing.

At the beginning my business, natural rubber processing industry was a success. I even renovated whole plant which was more than 50 years old and purchased two trucks to transport raw materials and finished goods to and from my facility. My trouble started in latter part of 2008 due to global economic down turn. Prices of our finished product, processed natural rubber ( Brown crepe ) declined rapidly in a space of few days thereby incurring heavy losses. Somehow I did managed to dragged my business till 31st march 2009 despite heavy losses. I provided 55 direct employment for very poor peasants in rubber growing area in Sri Lanka.

Due to heavy debt and pressure from my creditors I had to close down the factory and sold it out at very low price to settle my workers dues and some debt. I even had to handed over my vehicles to leasing company due to my failure to settle due installments in time

Ultimately I ended up with Rs. 8.5 million loss ( Approximately US$. 85,000) . Now I lost whole my earning for past years. Some of my creditors filed court cases against me. Some are putting pressure on me to settle their dues. They even posing death threats . I have been mentally and physically abused by my creditors everyday since closer of my plant. Police at the complain of my creditors may arrest me for default. Now I am in dilemma. I need police protection for safety of my life from death threats. At the same time police want me to settle my creditors debt as some cheque issued to creditors were dishonored.

I do not have any saving except my provident fund. After toiling hard for last 30 years, I earned around 3.5 million rupees ( approximately US$. 35,000) . At maturity, when I turn 55 it will be Rs. 4 million. I will get around Rs. 1.5 million as inheritance after selling of my parent properties (House where I live now. My share is 1/6 of the total value). Those wealth can be accessible only after another two years.

As I do not have fixed income nowadays, I am unable to overcome my difficulties without help of charity or donation. Legal expenses and my medical expenses aggravate my misery. My life now totally depend on sympathy of my age old friends. One provide shelter and the others provide meals. Now I am like a beggar although do not beg on the roadside.

I wrote several letter to relevant government organizations for compensation or bailout package, but nobody looked at it as government in short of money for that kind of compensations. I wrote to parliamentary ombudsman as well. All were in vein. Local red cross society replied to my request saying that they do not have mandate to give financial help to individual although my case is worthwhile to be considered.

Although I have taken all the insurance covers needed for our industry, like workmen compensation, fire. Flood, storm and tempest , burglary, personal accident, consequence lost cover could not be obtained due to nature of our industry. I put forward claim for US$. 75,000 but was not entertained due to nature of our industry.

I am looking for a help to settle my debt and restart a business. I can offer my EPF and inheritance as security. But those would be matured only after 2 years. House can be sold out only after flood situation due to unplanned development is permanently arrested by local government in our area. Otherwise a buyer can not be found. As such if anybody feel sorry for me and willing to help me , please contact me on my following e-mails in order to get my other details you need

ranjith.wickramasooriya@yahoo.com

ranjith.wickramasooriya@hotmail.com

Your cent is my gold. Please Help me I need mental happiness at least a day before my death.

Thanks & best regards

Ranjith Wickramasooriya

No. 66/56, Suhada Mawath, Wekada, Panadura

Sri Lanka

Hi everyone. I am on this site as a last ditch effort to get some help. I was injured in an auto accident in July of 2009. I was a pedestrian while I was crossing the street before I was hit by an irresponsible driver. I was rushed to the emergency room as I was told the driver had auto insurance. I also obtained an attorney as I had never experienced something like this before. Shortly after I obtaining legal representation, my attorney dropped my case because we found out that the driver's auto insurance had lapsed. I was referred to Victims of VIolent Crime to get help covering my medical bills but I was denied assistance from the agency on the grounds it was not a violent crime, yet a vehicular accident. I could not obtain restitution by the police either. I was on medical leave from my job (I worked retail) for a year before they had to terminate me because I did not medically feel ready to return back to work. I would like to point out once again that I was not driving at the time of the accident, I was a pedestrian who was hit while walking in the crosswalk. I obtained a broken thumb, concussion, and severe back pains which last to this day. My best friend was also hit by the same car with me. My friend was fortunate enough to have insurance, I on the other hand was not so lucky. I have no family that I can turn to for financial home. I have a mother and a thirteen year old sister who were recently kicked out of their apartment and are hopping from home to home with a very real possibility of being homeless soon. I never knew my father and have nobody I can turn to for help. I was placed in a mental behaviorial center for having suicidal thoughts. It is hard to deal with the fact that an uninsured driver can hit me and my best friend, be irresponsible enough to drive without auto insurance and I am responsible for the bills. No attorney will take my case because there is no insurance money to gain from their work. My larger medical bills were sent to collections but I am trying to raise a little bit of money so at least I can pay off the smaller ones. Please somebody help me

I have always wanted to give money away. Whenever I have dreamed of winning on the football pools or lottery, one of the things I've always wanted to do with my winnings is to be able to hand out cash to total strangers who looked like they genuinely need it. Not huge amounts, but lots of small amounts, to individuals that I spot day by day. Not to apparent wastrels. Just enough to make someone's day. And to do so without waiting around to be thanked. I would
hand the money over in a sealed envelope with an anonymous note inside, explaining that there's no catch, that it's money I've obtained honestly and which is surplus to my needs, and that it's now theirs to spend on whatever. It wouldn't be accompanied by any promotional material or pious text. I would like to be able to do that almost every day. Anonymously and unobtrusively.

I know what it feels like to be poor. I was 6, with 3 younger sisters, when our Dad died in a car crash. My mother worked her socks off to keep hold of our modest home, and to feed and clothe us. We never had luxuries such as holidays or smart toys or a car. Occasionally individuals would help us - by gifting firewood or a bucket of coal, or vegetables from their garden. I've never forgotten their generosity. They were mostly people
who didn't have much themselves.

I am now into my sixties. I get by. But I don't have money to spare beyond paying the basic household bills. Give me some money, if you can spare it - and I will share it. Some of it I will keep for myself, but most of it I will take great pleasure in handing out. The more I get, the more I
will give - and the greater the pleasure I will get from doing so (I know that because I have done it before, at times when I was slightly better off than now).

I have always wanted to give money away. Whenever I have dreamed of winning on the football pools or lottery, one of the things I've always wanted to do with my winnings is to be able to hand out cash to total strangers who looked like they genuinely need it. Not huge amounts, but lots of small amounts, to individuals that I spot day by day. Not to apparent wastrels. Just enough to make someone's day. And to do so without waiting around to be thanked. I would
hand the money over in a sealed envelope with an anonymous note inside, explaining that there's no catch, that it's money I've obtained honestly and which is surplus to my needs, and that it's now theirs to spend on whatever. It wouldn't be accompanied by any promotional material or pious text. I would like to be able to do that almost every day. Anonymously and unobtrusively.

I know what it feels like to be poor. I was 6, with 3 younger sisters, when our Dad died in a car crash. My mother worked her socks off to keep hold of our modest home, and to feed and clothe us. We never had luxuries such as holidays or smart toys or a car. Occasionally individuals would help us - by gifting firewood or a bucket of coal, or vegetables from their garden. I've never forgotten their generosity. They were mostly people
who didn't have much themselves.

I am now into my sixties. I get by. But I don't have money to spare beyond paying the basic household bills. Give me some money, if you can spare it - and I will share it. Some of it I will keep for myself, but most of it I will take great pleasure in handing out. The more I get, the more I
will give - and the greater the pleasure I will get from doing so (I know that because I have done it before, at times when I was slightly better off than now).

I have always wanted to give money away. Whenever I have dreamed of winning on the football pools or lottery, one of the things I've always wanted to do with my winnings is to be able to hand out cash to total strangers who looked like they need it. Not huge amounts, but lots of small amounts, to individuals that I spot day by day. Not to apparent wastrels. Just enough to make someone's day. And to do so without waiting around to be thanked. I would
hand the money over in a sealed envelope with an anonymous note inside, explaining that there's no catch, that it's money I've obtained honestly and which is surplus to my needs, and that it's now theirs to spend on whatever. It wouldn't be accompanied by any promotional material or pious text. I would like to be able to do that almost every day. Anonymously and unobtrusively.

I know what it feels like to be poor. I was 6, with 3 younger sisters, when my father died in a car crash. My mother worked her socks off to keep hold of our modest home, and to feed and clothe us. We never had luxuries such as holidays or smart toys or a car. Occasionally individuals would help us - by gifting firewood or a bucket of coal, or vegetables from their garden. I've never forgotten their generosity. They were mostly people
who didn't have much themselves.

I am now into my sixties. I get by. But I don't have money to spare beyond paying the basic household bills. Give me some money, if you can spare it - and I will share it. Some of it I will keep for myself, but most of it I will take great pleasure in handing out. The more I get, the more I
will give - and the greater the pleasure I will get from doing so (I know that because I have done it before, at times when I was slightly better off than now).

Life is very hard. But I think its even harder to go to school, and make it through the day. I'm an Honors student, I get A's and B's only. I received a Scholarship from a Florida University, but it dosen't disburse until two months from now. I currently have a hold on my registration that is preventing me from adding/dropping classes. The statement amount is about $300.00. At this moment, there are no jobs to be obtained; and my family is far away from here. I will be more than happy to receive the help, and to also provide the help when I receive my grant money. If you need any references or my personal resume or even my phone number I would not hesitate to provide you with any information so that you can confirm that indeed your sending money to someone legit. I know that there is someone out there that can help me out, and I do believe in Karma-do unto others and you would like unto yourself*** I would greatly appreciate all the help that I could receive. Thankyou very much!

I don't know which is more humiliating, this or breaking down and going to the welfare office. I have worked since age 17 and I am now 52. This is only the second time I have ever been on unemployment and the first time Ive been in this situation of no extension money.
I finally obtained a part time job but at minimum wage and only 20 hours, which barely puts food on the table and doesn't pay the rent. I do not know where else to turn. I cannot get cash assistance because I am single.
I decided to swallow my pride and have faith there are still some people willing to help. I cannot think of any other reason I stumbled on this site.
If everyone even give 1 cent to those in need no one would do without. Thank You in advance.
It is time our government help American citizens!

I don't know which is more humiliating, this or breaking down and going to the welfare office. I have worked since age 17 and I am now 52. This is only the second time I have ever been on unemployment and the first time Ive been in this situation of no extension money.
I finally obtained a part time job but at minimum wage and only 20 hours, which barely puts food on the table and doesn't pay the rent. I do not know where else to turn. I cannot get cash assistance because I am single.
I decided to swallow my pride and have faith there are still some people willing to help. I cannot think of any other reason I stumbled on this site.
If everyone even give 1 cent to those in need no one would do without. Thank You in advance.
It is time our government help American citizens!

I don't know which is more humiliating, this or breaking down and going to the welfare office. I have worked since age 17 and I am now 52. This is only the second time I have ever been on unemployment and the first time Ive been in this situation of no extension money.
I finally obtained a part time job but at minimum wage and only 20 hours, which barely puts food on the table and doesn't pay the rent. I do not know where else to turn. I cannot get cash assistance because I am single.
I decided to swallow my pride and have faith there are still some people willing to help. I cannot think of any other reason I stumbled on this site.
If everyone even give 1 cent to those in need no one would do without. Thank You in advance.
It is time our government help American citizens!

I don't know which is more humiliating, this or breaking down and going to the welfare office. I have worked since age 17 and I am now 52. This is only the second time I have ever been on unemployment and the first time Ive been in this situation of no extension money.
I finally obtained a part time job but at minimum wage and only 20 hours, which barely puts food on the table and doesn't pay the rent. I do not know where else to turn. I cannot get cash assistance because I am single.
I decided to swallow my pride and have faith there are still some people willing to help. I cannot think of any other reason I stumbled on this site.
If everyone even give 1 cent to those in need no one would do without. Thank You in advance.
It is time our government help American citizens!

I don't know which is more humiliating, this or breaking down and going to the welfare office. I have worked since age 17 and I am now 52. This is only the second time I have ever been on unemployment and the first time Ive been in this situation of no extension money.
I finally obtained a part time job but at minimum wage and only 20 hours, which barely puts food on the table and doesn't pay the rent. I do not know where else to turn. I cannot get cash assistance because I am single.
I decided to swallow my pride and have faith there are still some people willing to help. I cannot think of any other reason I stumbled on this site.
If everyone even give 1 cent to those in need no one would do without. Thank You in advance.
It is time our government help American citizens!

I don't know which is more humiliating, this or breaking down and going to the welfare office. I have worked since age 17 and I am now 52. This is only the second time I have ever been on unemployment and the first time Ive been in this situation of no extension money.
I finally obtained a part time job but at minimum wage and only 20 hours, which barely puts food on the table and doesn't pay the rent. I do not know where else to turn. I cannot get cash assistance because I am single.
I decided to swallow my pride and have faith there are still some people willing to help. I cannot think of any other reason I stumbled on this site.
If everyone even give 1 cent to those in need no one would do without. Thank You in advance.
It is time our government help American citizens!