Pressure Tags

Just two weeks ago we got the word from the Feds that my daughter would have to begin paying off her education debt to the tune of $1,533.00 per month. This is to bring down a total debt amount of $200,000 + dollars.

Yes, that's $200,000 dollars!! What??? While they are working to determine if this is actually the amount owed, she still has to pay this money back starting on May 28, 2012.

Unfortunately, she is not a doctor, attorney, or any other vocation that allows her to have this kind of money to pay this humongous bill. She is a social worker who makes about $33,000 per year. Although she could seek to get another part-time job her current job does not allow her to do that. Her working hours are 8:00 a.m. until 10:00 p.m. many nights (with no overtime - that sucks!!). Last night she did not get home until midnight only to have to be back at work at 8:00 a.m. this morning.

I so want to help her but I am unable to do so at this time because I am retired and am receiving a very small fixed income. I am looking for work myself so that I can help out. In the meantime however, the first payment is due May 28 and I'm (we're) desperate to get some help.

So please, whatever you can share to help her in this dire need would be most appreciated. And, if there is someone who could pay one or two months forward on this, we would surely be forever grateful and thankful for your generous gift.

I will be adding my two cents worth just as soon as I get a job. In the meantime though, whatever you can send to help her pay this bill on Monday, May 28 would help to take some of the pressure off.

You see, if that money is not in the bank by then, they will garnish her next check which means that she won't be able to keep her place to live and her car to get to work. No car - no work. She lives in a rural area and has to drive to get to work. There is no public transportation available and the beat goes on. If she has No place to live - she then becomes a social worker in need of services herself. That would be messy and wouldn't allow her to keep her job. So whatever financial help you can provide will be very much appreciated.

Thank you in advance for your generous heart and donations.

Thankful Receiver

My name is Renuka.I am living in Sri Lanka.I have 2 sons.Since 2 years in suffering with Heart trouble,Diabetes,Highblood Pressure and Arthritis.I m in difficult and helpless situation now.I can't do any work Any work withmy sickness.I havent any help from anyone.I will be thankful to you. When you can give me a help to buy my medicine.

Hi I am a out of work artist and things have been really bad for me. I have a lot of health issues and need money to pay for medication like blood pressure medication and pain medication for a back problem I don't have any health insurance so I can't get a discount. I wish I could just get a job and live like a normal person. Will except any donation that is offered. Thank you and god bless.

Until recently, our child was cared for by a family member while we went to work. It helped us out immensely and we are very grateful for what they have done for us. Now however, due to health reasons, they can no longer help us out. Unfortunately, we cannot afford either of us to be out of work, but we are finding it increasingly difficult to pay for childcare. It doesn't help that my new childcare provider has messed up and is billing us twice. This is of course being looked into, but until it is sorted we keep receiving payment reminders and it is adding to the pressure. I'm looking for an evening job or weekend work to help make ends meet, but again there is the issue of childcare. My husband works 60 + hours a week and has health issues himself, but can't have the time off work he needs to sort the issue as he is self employed, and we simply cant afford for him not to work. We spent some of our savings on renovating our home, but we're unlucky enough to employ a rather dishonest person to carry out the work, and so had to spend the remainder of our savings putting things right. The house still isn't completed, we desperately need a new boiler and a washing machine, but at the moment just cannot afford them. Our child starts school this year, so we only have to struggle for a few more months, but until then any help would be greatly appreciated. I have considered starting my own childcare business so I can work while caring for my own child, but that requires funding. I guess I'm just feeling a bit down at the minute, and in need of a fairy godmother!!

I m a young with breast cacner .high blood pressure copd sleepapna i dont knoe what to do cany buy food cant pay money rent im am so ready to give up i crt all the time i just need a little hope my mother was the one i could go to for but she passed awy sometime im better of gone but i have 8 wuhderful grand child if you can help please,please,pleas help the you and god blessplease contactmy phone i have no wwere ekse to turn to please please 732-540-9612 you can mail you donate to cynthia rinker 157 john south amboy nj 08878 thank you and my god blessyou

i have breastcancer ,copd,dicbete,highblood pressure asthma i need some bone time help i cant find help bpleas help

Training at work going well but need a car for further training and husband's health is getting worse every day. Sugar is staying over 660 and blood pressure is rising without that medication also. Now is at 220/190. Don't know what I am going to do. Had to walk to store 3 times the other day to get groceries and, in Florida, it is getting hotter all of the time. Not to mention the rain now too. I really hate to ask anyone for help or "beg" but I really,really need help getting a car.

I am 57 yrs old and retired on disability. My roommate moved out and now I am stuck with everything. The electric company has informed me that I now need to switch the bill into my name BUT they are requiring a payment of $976.24 to do so; this includes a past due amount and a security deposit. I do not have this kind of cash on hand. My due date is 5/21/12 or the service here will be disconnected.
I am desperate. I have never been in a situation such as this before. I have numerous ailments and require electricity in order to take my daily breathing treatments. I have diabetes, severe asthma, fibromyalgia, arthtitis, and severe high blood pressure. No, I do not smoke, drink or use drugs. I don't even have a cell phone.
Any help you can offer would be very appreciated. Asking for financial help is the most difficult thing I have ever done.

I have never been in this position before, and am not sure how this all works. My story starts almost 5 years ago when I had my first child. Immediately after her birth I was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis as well as epilepsy. We live with my parents, my mother who is 100% disabled, my father who works two jobs but supporting all 3 of us with debt, and now the burden of my second child. He is due in 4 weeks and I do not have anything. No car seat, or even a bassinet or crib. I feel like nothing but a burden to my parents, as my health and medical bills started this downfall for my family. I have absolutely no help from the father as he is over $35,000 behind on child support. I am running out of options. My parents even tried loans and were denied left and right. I want my children to have a decent start and great childhood, as I did. Please help me give that to my children and take to pressure away from my parents.

I thank you for your time.

I'm a college student from Portugal seeking help so I can stay in college. For the past two years, despite working, having my parents do two jobs and having student loans a lot of debt has kept rising. I currently have overdue bills, tuition and rent. Despite trying hard to try and save as much as I can cutting back on some things I still reached a point of no return. In the next two or three months the debt will be too high and going for too long and I will have to cancel my college registration and start paying the student loans, witch in my current situation and with the debt that I have I won't be able too. I do not need a lot of money to get things going. With 3000$-3500$ I would be able to pay my overdue bills and tuition, pay the rent and ease the pressure my parents are having to help me. With this amount the 450$ I earn each month would be enough to pay for the monthly bills, rent and food. And I would be able to save up until next year's tuition.
I would really appreciate any help.
Thank you

I have anxiety disorder, sometimes raging agoraphobia and also fell in 2007, causing two vertebrae to bulge and also did some nerve damage to my left arm. I suffer from severe back pain, hip and leg pain everyday and I drop things with my left had constantly! I tried and tried to push on, through the pain and depression I had but finally cracked and I was laid off in 2010 from my job for not being able to handle the pain or the pressure and stress and shortly thereafter met a guy who I will call Jake. Jake has panic disorder, agoraphobia and dependent personality disorder. His family had abandoned him, his friends had become fatigued with his panic attacks. He was in a bad situation being abused by someone who was taking advantage of his disabilities. My mother had over 20 years of suffering this type of illness and was in an abusive marriage, and I had had my own issues with anxiety and depression so I felt I had to help. I invited him to come live in my home. I told him I would do all I could to help. I arranged some free therapy. Introduced him to my friends and family. Gave him all the kindness and love I had in me.

I had hoped it would help. It has not. He is still depressed, still agoraphobic and the worst part for me, still has dependent personality disorder. Now for those who don’t know what this is, well it means I can’t leave the house without him and naturally he can’t leave the house without me. We have not been more than 50 feet from each other in the year he has been here. He can’t go and do anything like movies, bowling, shopping or anything like that so I can’t either, when I myself feel able to do any of those things that is. Don’t feel sorry for me though. I have fallen in love and this is a small sacrifice to make sure he is okay.

We both applied for disability five months ago but it is still working through the process. My unemployment ran out six weeks ago so we have no more income and to make matters worse my father who has early onset dementia with psychotic features had no where else to go so he is living with us now. This has all put serious strain on me. How to pay bills with no money? How do I help this man I love get better? How do I get my sick dad, who has no one else to help him get to appointments with doctors and therapist when I can’t leave the house myself? How do I get better?

I am in serious need of help. I need to be able to at least keep the house and keep the lights on. I don’ t know what to do. I am lost. There is no help for someone who tries to help others. I called the department of family and children services and asked if there was any government program or even charity they knew of that I could apply for help with and they acted like I was a crazy person. She was like, “I’m sorry, I don’t know what to do for you.”

I am out of savings and my bills are due. I have appealed to family and friends but they are all strapped themselves. I have sold my van, a computer and anything else I had around my house to survive but I am tapped out. Now I am here, depressed and hurting all the time, my friend is here, depressed and we both are having a lot of anxiety. My dad is here and has no where else to go and I am so scared. I have never been in a situation where I had not only my life but the lives of others in my hands and I can’t do anything.

I feel helpless, hopeless and sometimes think it’s not worth going on. I just need some help making my bills for now until disability comes through. Then some of my stress will be reduced. Some that is. But that is most pressing right now. Like I said, keeping the lights on and a phone and car going in case of emergencies.

On top of everything I feel so alone. I have to try and smile because I don’t want my friend or dad to worry. I won’t them to know I am gonna be here for them and not let them down. But I don’t know where to turn to get the help so that does not happen. I am afraid. I am scared. I am depressed and stressed. I need help.

I am not asking for much and this is not an emergency.
My mom is a poor single lady with health problems living in the midwest. She never gets to do anything or go anywhere. She is a sweetie and goes to church. She recently lost a bunch of weight with diet, exercise, and hard work and was able to go off all her diabetes and blood pressure meds!

This coming August 2012, I would like to fly her out here near me (San Francisco) and give her a week of vacation where she does not have to spend a dime, as she has no money. She lives on a farm with nothing around. She has never been to the San Francisco or Sonoma area.

As for me, I am a single young lady here in SF and I work in I.T. for a living but only have enough to pay my rent (i live alone and support myself) and electricity and food. Nothing more.

I would like to bring my mom to the Napa/Sonoma vineyards on a wine tour. Maybe the wine train tour? Also to Fishermans' Wharf and do all the touristy things. Also a brunch cruise. The Aquarium. California Academy of Sciences. Ripley's Wax Museum. Fine Dining, a concert (maybe Yanni). And I dont know what else.

Plus, her airfare ($500) to get here and back.

This is a dream that I want to fulfill with my mom. You never know how long you are going to have your mom around, and I want to make this vacation spectacular for her! Nothing I want to do with my mom is all that expensive. But I want it to be MEANINGFUL, heartfelt, and a trip she wont forget.

(I originally wanted to give her a trip to Hawaii, but there is no way I can afford that.)

This is no emergency. I do not want to compete with the people out there needing heart surgery. This is just a vacation with my mom.
But you never know unless you have the courage to ask, right?
Any amount will help. I'm going to put every penny into a Chase Savings account and save until August when Mom gets here for a week of vacation; August is also my birthday. (if we can afford it).

If you contribute to this, I will send you all kinds of photos from mine and my momma's vacation in August!!

I am not asking for much and this is not an emergency.
My mom is a poor single lady with health problems living in the midwest. She never gets to do anything or go anywhere. She is a sweetie and goes to church. She recently lost a bunch of weight with diet, exercise, and hard work and was able to go off all her diabetes and blood pressure meds!

This coming August 2012, I would like to fly her out here near me (San Francisco) and give her a week of vacation where she does not have to spend a dime, as she has no money. She lives on a farm with nothing around. She has never been to the San Francisco or Sonoma area.

As for me, I am a single young lady here in SF and I work in I.T. for a living but only have enough to pay my rent (i live alone and support myself) and electricity and food. Nothing more.

I would like to bring my mom to the Napa/Sonoma vineyards on a wine tour. Maybe the wine train tour? Also to Fishermans' Wharf and do all the touristy things. Also a brunch cruise. The Aquarium. California Academy of Sciences. Ripley's Wax Museum. Fine Dining, a concert (maybe Yanni). And I dont know what else.

Plus, her airfare ($500) to get here and back.

This is a dream that I want to fulfill with my mom. You never know how long you are going to have your mom around, and I want to make this vacation spectacular for her! Nothing I want to do with my mom is all that expensive. But I want it to be MEANINGFUL, heartfelt, and a trip she wont forget.

(I originally wanted to give her a trip to Hawaii, but there is no way I can afford that.)

This is no emergency. I do not want to compete with the people out there needing heart surgery. This is just a vacation with my mom.
But you never know unless you have the courage to ask, right?
Any amount will help. I'm going to put every penny into a Chase Savings account and save until August when Mom gets here for a week of vacation; August is also my birthday. (if we can afford it).

If you contribute to this, I will send you all kinds of photos from mine and my momma's vacation in August!!

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

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

Hi there:

I now realized that my financial woes are much worse than before. Now my state forced us to now spend $282.00 in a now state mandated Medicaid spendown that will take a good chunk of our monthly checks that both my husband and I make together. Our combined total is $2,114.00. According to the state, they claimed "We make way beyond the limit". But one thing they don't understand that other expenses takes a good bite of our checks also. Rent is $1,200.00.00. Cell phones, $170.00. Cable/phone/internet, $190.00. Leaving me/us with little or noting to my/our names. What's worse is he is in a nursing home and it's stressfull enough for me already. Carfare is also expensive to see him every day and it all adds up. My family put more financial pressure to help them also and makes me feel small inside because of what I get each month. It's difficult to have substancial amount to for any entertainment purpose. I hate to go anywhere empty. My pets did not get any of their shots because our finances are high and we can't afford it. With all that I had mentioned above, I'm seriously and desperately need financial help at this time. Whatever I'm getting every will never get me by and I'm barely hanging on a string struggling to make ends meet and I get little or no financial help anywhere else, please. I can't live like this. I can't stand when other put any financial pressure on me. Medical bills are now harder to swallow and I can't hanldle it. The rent is donwright high still and I the rent is outrageously high. Please, I desperately need help right now. I have no one to turn to. Thank you so much. Thank you and God bless.

I hate to say this and I hate to ask. My dog and I are homeless. My boyfriend couldn't handle the pressure so he went 14 hours away. I am currently searching for a job. I was A private duty nurse until my boyfriend had a heartattack. He couldn't handle the stress and I hated putting it on him. His family thinks I'm a disgrace for not having a job. I was invited to live with them but cannot meet their demands nor can I have my dog. My dog is my only friend. I'm asking for some help til I get on my feet I need food and shelter for me and my dog

Truck gonna get repod soon. Phone getting shut off next week, hoping around from mom to dads to step brothers to friends house to have a place to sleep and eat. Aquired a camper. Not enough money to hook it up to truck or move it to a place I can stay. I get along well with people but you know how charity gets stretched I dint want to do that Objective
My goal is to progress in the world
of plastics, and learn new process's
to further my knowledge base in the
field.
Experience
August 2011 to February 2012
Flambeau Inc
Phoenix, Az
4 months running 30 (24 running 10
fully auto 14 operator jobs) machine
shop alone no supervisor no setups
during graveyard.
Custom molding in medical industry.
Ensure part to print.
Reduce cycle time.
ISO 9001 certified company.
Scientific molding training completed
with high marks in 90th percentile
all tests.
Experience with Arburg, Cincinnati,
kawaguchi, 50 to 500 ton machines.
Experience with Arburg
programmable robots, air powered
pickers.
Hang molds by forklift.
Create scientific robust process's by
using window studies, cavity
pressure indicators, gate seal time
studies.
Support material handler.
Support support staff.
Make decisions on production runs
and quality issues.
May 2007, to July 2011
Process technician
 Responsible for training Setup
techs, Material handlers, and
ensuring operator competency of
process's.
 Pull, Hang, Start process's
including setting up auxilliary
equipment.
 Ensure quality of product for
between 10 and 25 currently
running machines.
 Experience of 3 months operator, 9
months material handler, 2 years
setup technician and 1 year process
tech.
 Highly experienced with Arburgs
from 15 to 300 tons, Battenfelds
from 30 to 700 tons, and a
Mitsubishi 1200 ton.
 High problem solving capabilities
 Some experience with pad-
printing, sonic welding.
 Experienced with ranger robots
Experienced in start up, shut down
of chiller, air compressor, de-
humidifier.
Responsible for starting all difficult
process's during the scheduled
production shift
Responsible for responding to
audible and visual alarms and not
leaving until they are completley
fixed
Experience with 2 ton overhead
crane, 1 ton overhead crane, and a
frames.,
October 2006 to January 2007
Accurate Molded Plastics
Coeur D' Alene, ID
Operator
Ensure cycle time meets standard
Ensure scrap rate meets standard
Ensure quality of product meets
print/process folder
July 2005 to May 2006
Domino's Dba Sunshine pizza inc
Rathdrum, ID
Delivery Driver
Answer phones in a professional
manner
Make pizzas in a timely manner
Deliver pizza's in a timely but legal
manner
Support inside crew when not
delivering
June 2004 to April 2005
Verizon 411
Coeur D' Alene, ID
411 Operator
Provide excellent customer service
while keeping call times very low
Achieved mulitple commendations
from customers
Breaks and lunches taken to the
second according to employer
instructions
Education
GED
References
Flambeau inc, 602-484-4520 ask for
human resources
Scott Gabbert, general manager
765-3000 Accurate Molded Plastics
Verizon employment verification
1-800-996-7566 verizon company
code 10303
Rathdrum Domino's pizza
208-687-3588

That is my resume i'm a good process technician but can't even afford to find a job. Am living in north Idaho right now, but am willing to be anywhere that has a job for me
Am trying to learn good blowing in the mean time and trying to sell step brothers glass water pipes for a share of the profit but that hadn't worked out yet

my email is daryl.t.mccoy@gmail.com to get ahold of me

My story is different, I make money to pay my bills, and I'm not behind on anything. My problems I make enought to pay my bills but nothing to save. The reason I'm looking for help is because I had to have my tubes tied because I was told I could not have babies do to my sudden heart condition (Cardiomyopathy) They told me I would never be better for the rest of my life and its rare if I even got 45% normal heart. Well its been 9 years later and just taking care of my self and I show no signs of every having a heart condition. Being its makes me upset that I had my tubes tied when I didnt have to...Why were tubes tides they thought pressure having baby make my heart pump faster and kill me and birth control same didnt know how it would effect my heart. Well I have thought love and hard about it and I'm married now for five years and I really want to have a child and its going to cost me $6000,00 to have a child. I'm really looking for help to get to my goal to have this baby..I have have a doctor and my medical records review. If there is anybody that could help me I would be forever thankful.

Due to the current economic downturn, I have with great humility, decide to reach out to what I hope is the goodwill and charity of those with a heart and desire to help.

I lost my job approximatly 3 months ago. My unemployment goes to my child support, which I know is important.
I have been seeking employment, but the job market is very weak in my field and area. I have applied for other lines of work but no luck yet.
My need is that I am behind on my rent, utilities and car and food.
I am seeking ideally 2000.00 to get out of this situation.
I am facing loosening my apartment by eviction, and my car by repossesion.
Given my current situation, loosing both will be detrimental when I do get back to work. And it will cost new to replace both, versus if I can get some assistance.
Also my utilities are in jeopardy, but 2000.00
would get me caught up and remove some of the pressure, so I can focus on my job search.
If anyone can see it in their heart to help I would be eternally greatful.
May God bless you and guide you
Thank You

I have been heavy all my life and I am sick of it! I'm ready to drop this weight once and for all. At 27, my life has been limited due to health issues surrounding my weight. I suffer from sleep apnea, high blood pressure, and asthma. I've tried everything to lose this weight.(Weight Watchers, Atkins, South Beach, Jenny Craig, HCG... you name it, I did it!) Finally I decided work hard and exercise. My starting weight was 362lbs on Jan 2, 2012. As of 2/4 my weight has dropped 343lbs. I really need help with paying for the Gastric Bypass Procedure. My insurance is horrible and won't cover it and I only earn $7.75 hrly- which barely covers my living expenses. I cannot afford it! Please help! Any donations would be greatly appreciated! Thank you!!!

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

Im trying to raise money so I can go to Australia-no I dont want to go Australia for a Holiday, but so I can earn my own way. I am british and live in the UK, and even for a hard working graduate of two degrees, job prospects have been dismal here ;-( Whereas in Australia, prospects are really good. Even if I fail to land a professional job in Australia, Id be willing to do anything to earn a wage. I have everything planned to go to Australia-will require a work/holiday visa, etc-apart from the finances. But I stress I do not plan to travel whilst I am there, I just want to start working ASAP, earn some money and get myself out of debt.
Background on me: 26, single male, UK. I like to think Im a really, honest nice guy-even when I have a little money I tend to share it with people around me. I'd actually given up on life a month back, and was close to ending it on several occassions. But am trying to turn it round. I suffer from depression, which is a big obstacle at moment.
Im hopeful I can pay back all the money I receive from donators in the long run. I dont want to put pressure on anybody, so please only donate if you are willing and able to do so. Im also willing to update/reespond to any further questions. Thanks

Hi,
I'm in my 30s and in a desperate situation. Although I'm a very proud person, my situation has pushed me to act differently because of my responsibility towards my kids. I'm physically and psychologically unable to work due to my illness, although I'm a smart person. In past 18 years, I have had many surgeries; 12 of them on my spine because of severe scoliosis and 4 on my right hand. I have two lovely daughters, one is 16 who attends secondary school and the other is just a 7 months old baby.
About 4 months ago I found out that my husband suffers from bipolar disorder, after years of putting us through hell. He was hospitalized a few months ago and after he was discharged, in early January he left us with no support and went to another country. I have been struggling with tons of bills for months and now I'm left with everything to deal with as he ran up large amount of debts.
Despite everything that I have to deal with, every single day I'm in constant pain. All the time I feel exhausted from looking after a baby single handed during the day and night. My eldest has fallen behind at school work due to helping me and now her dreams for her future has shattered (she has A-level exams, was hoping to study Psychology at university). In order to function on a daily basis I struggle and need to take heavy painkillers such as morphine which makes me even more tired.I have no family and friends to help me. My mother is in her late 70's and lives in another country with her sister and my father died years ago.
Please help me financially by making any donation to help me clear at least some of my debts. I have no money to eat proper meals and I'm breastfeeding. I'm on a verge of nervous breakdown. In the past if I ever could help anyone I have done. So I'm waiting for karma to work, please help me if you can. I feel under extreme amount of pressure as if I'm taking my last breath.
Thanks for your time and hope for your sincere help.

Hi,
I’m in my 30’s and in a desperate situation. Although I’m a very proud person, my situation has pushed me to act differently because of my responsibility towards my kids. I’m physically and psychologically unable to work due to my illness, although I’m a smart person. In past 18 years, I have had many surgeries; 12 of them on my spine because of severe scoliosis and 4 on my right hand. I have two lovely daughters, one is 16 who attends secondary school and the other is just a 7 months old baby.
About 4 months ago I found out that my husband suffers from bipolar disorder, after years of putting us through hell. He was hospitalized a few months ago and after he was discharged, in early January he left us with no support and went to another country. I have been struggling with tons of bills for months and now I’m left with everything to deal with as he ran up large amount of debts.
Despite everything that I have to deal with, every single day I’m in constant pain. All the time I feel exhausted from looking after a baby single handed during the day and night. My eldest has fallen behind at school work due to helping me and now her dreams for her future has shattered (she has A-level exams, was hoping to study Psychology at university). In order to function on a daily basis I struggle and need to take heavy painkillers such as morphine which makes me even more tired.I have no family and friends to help me. My mother is in her late 70's and lives in another country with her sister and my father died years ago.
Please help me financially by making any donation to help me clear at least some of my debts. I have no money to eat proper meals and I’m breastfeeding. I’m on a verge of nervous breakdown. In the past if I ever could help anyone I have done. So I’m waiting for karma to work, please help me if you can. I feel under extreme amount of pressure as if I’m taking my last breath.
Thanks for your time and hope for your sincere help.