Selfish Tags

I've never been more uncomfortable asking for anything. I always felt ashamed. My mother once told me, it's how you view yourself, and that you shouldn't feel bad or ashamed. Well for me asking for help from people I do not know makes it hard. August 18th of 2012, I will be getting married, first wedding, and Im happy! Unfortunately, my fiance and I need help. I won't go into the total of the wedding, only b/c we both work and are trying to go it alone. Besides, I feel that, that would be a bit selfish, to put numbers out there as if to have it paid fully by anyone. Any donation would be most appreciated. Again, I would like to thank you in advance for reading or even considering donating to my dream day!

Respectfully,

An ask for help...

My boyfriend and I both work but our wages have been cut massively in the past 6 months. We just scrape by on what we have.

My boyfriend's family has a large bill to pay ($3000) and have asked us to contribute. This seems fair however we have no money to give them. Our part would be $800 and we just don't have it spare. If we had it, we would give it without a second thought.

However, they won't accept that we just don't have the money - even after showing them our balance of $0 - and say that we are being selfish and that if we don't pay the money, they won't speak to us again and will stop us from seeing our adorable 6 month old nephew (born on Christmas Day).

We're desperate and don't know what else to do.

We really appreciate any help at all.

Thank you for reading and may God bless you.

My name is Jason. I am a hardworking 28 year old married man with three wonderful children 7, 4, and 1 month old, and the best wife anyone could ever ask for. When I and my wife married we were “given” my parents’ home in NY along with the mortgage as a wedding present. My wife and I have spent the last three years renovating this home, dumping every single cent we had into its improvement. We both come from broken homes and both wanted something more than what we came from, and have managed to build a loving stress free environment for our family, and in a matter of a month my “family” (brother, mother and father) have managed to crush our dream out of selfishness and this, “the world owes me something” mentality they all seem to have.
I work full time and also do side jobs on weekends to make ends meet, my wife has been out of work on disability (she will return full time in the next 3 weeks) due to the birth of our son, which should be the happiest time of our life, and yet I get to go home and see my children upset wondering why there uncle is acting the way he is, I get to see my wife cry over the fact that we have been basically reminded that even though we pay the bill and we fix this home and have made it what it never was for me growing up an actual home, that it is not ours and we should have no say over what happens.
My brother who at one time made hundreds of thousands of dollars a year an selfish heartless drug addict, who even though has never treated me or my family with any respect I have always dropped what I am doing regardless of time or place to go “save him”, and by save usually picking his drug addict ass up and making sure he gets home, or dropping what I’m doing to take him to the hospital cause he is so sick from whatever he has taken this time. Now that brother has decided to move in with us, not ask, not offer to help, but blatantly tell me and my wife, “it’s not your house , I am not asking permission to stay here”, and my parents who told me this home was a “Wedding gift” seem to agree. They feel it’s okay for a drug addict to be living among children, that it’s okay that slowly one by one pieces of my wife’s jewelry are disappearing, or that since he came has literally taken over my infant sons nursery with his disgusting belongings that I found my wife sitting on the floor of the living room trying to feed the baby because he’s asleep on the sofa passed out cold and his belonging are strewn all over the house.
My only options are to buy this home that I and my wife have built a great life in so I can say who stays and goes, or to uproot my children and move as far from these selfish disgusting people as possible.
In order to purchase this home I would need a deposit upwards of 12000 which due to me draining my accounts my sons accounts and my wife’s to “save” my brother from jail, drug dealers, etc., we have nothing left. Which has led me here, led me to the point where I feel more dependent on asking strangers for help than my own family because they can’t even help themselves? I am the little brother (youngest of four) who has always had to be the big brother, I am the one one whose entire family drops there problems in my lap as if to say deal with it. I have been the pillar supporting every single family member I have for the last 28 years, the pillar has finally cracked and can’t hold up the weight of the world anymore. I am begging on my hands and knees for help from completer strangers so I can continue to give my children the life I never had, and offer them some stability instead of having to tear them from the home they have come to love, that my wife has come to love, that I love. I want to give my children the world but my family continues to assure that won’t happen under there watch. Please I beg of you with everything I am I need help. Please don’t make us just another statistic, I found my calling and made a life for my wife and children, I have put aside pride, because they are all that matters to me. Thank You for taking the time to read this and thank you for any support or help you can provide.

My name is Jason. I am a hardworking 28 year old married man with three wonderful children 7, 4, and 1 month old, and the best wife anyone could ever ask for. When I and my wife married we were “given” my parents’ home in NY along with the mortgage as a wedding present. My wife and I have spent the last three years renovating this home, dumping every single cent we had into its improvement. We both come from broken homes and both wanted something more than what we came from, and have managed to build a loving stress free environment for our family, and in a matter of a month my “family” (brother, mother and father) have managed to crush our dream out of selfishness and this, “the world owes me something” mentality they all seem to have.
I work full time and also do side jobs on weekends to make ends meet, my wife has been out of work on disability (she will return full time in the next 3 weeks) due to the birth of our son, which should be the happiest time of our life, and yet I get to go home and see my children upset wondering why there uncle is acting the way he is, I get to see my wife cry over the fact that we have been basically reminded that even though we pay the bill and we fix this home and have made it what it never was for me growing up an actual home, that it is not ours and we should have no say over what happens.
My brother who at one time made hundreds of thousands of dollars a year an selfish heartless drug addict, who even though has never treated me or my family with any respect I have always dropped what I am doing regardless of time or place to go “save him”, and by save usually picking his drug addict ass up and making sure he gets home, or dropping what I’m doing to take him to the hospital cause he is so sick from whatever he has taken this time. Now that brother has decided to move in with us, not ask, not offer to help, but blatantly tell me and my wife, “it’s not your house , I am not asking permission to stay here”, and my parents who told me this home was a “Wedding gift” seem to agree. They feel it’s okay for a drug addict to be living among children, that it’s okay that slowly one by one pieces of my wife’s jewelry are disappearing, or that since he came has literally taken over my infant sons nursery with his disgusting belongings that I found my wife sitting on the floor of the living room trying to feed the baby because he’s asleep on the sofa passed out cold and his belonging are strewn all over the house.
My only options are to buy this home that I and my wife have built a great life in so I can say who stays and goes, or to uproot my children and move as far from these selfish disgusting people as possible.
In order to purchase this home I would need a deposit upwards of 12000 which due to me draining my accounts my sons accounts and my wife’s to “save” my brother from jail, drug dealers, etc., we have nothing left. Which has led me here, led me to the point where I feel more dependent on asking strangers for help than my own family because they can’t even help themselves? I am the little brother (youngest of four) who has always had to be the big brother, I am the one one whose entire family drops there problems in my lap as if to say deal with it. I have been the pillar supporting every single family member I have for the last 28 years, the pillar has finally cracked and can’t hold up the weight of the world anymore. I am begging on my hands and knees for help from completer strangers so I can continue to give my children the life I never had, and offer them some stability instead of having to tear them from the home they have come to love, that my wife has come to love, that I love. I want to give my children the world but my family continues to assure that won’t happen under there watch. Please I beg of you with everything I am I need help. Please don’t make us just another statistic, I found my calling and made a life for my wife and children, I have put aside pride, because they are all that matters to me. Thank You for taking the time to read this and thank you for any support or help you can provide.

My name is Michael and I currently live in a motor-home in my mother-in-law's backyard. I know they are getting tired of my girlfriend and myself living here and taking up half of their backyard. Truth be told, I would love to move out of this over-sized shoe box that I live in.

I used to be the Assistant Manager at Little Caesar's here in town, but the owner is selfish, sexist, and overall a terrible person to be acquainted with. He fired me because I posted a sign asking people to call ahead for LARGE pizza orders (I.E. 3 or more pizzas) because Pizza Hut just opened up across the street and business sky-rocketed. It was impossible to keep up with the sales because they only allowed me to work with 1 other person during the busiest part of the day. I needed at least 2 more people just to stay ahead of the demand.

After the incident at LC, I applied for and got a job at a local restaurant. However, the management there has been screwing around with my schedule. Constantly changing it without notifying me. I wouldn't mind normally, but since they only let me work 1 day a week, I never know when the schedule gets changed and I can't even afford gas to get to work on the days that I'm scheduled.

I've exhausted all my options. I've been living in this motor-home for almost 2 years now and it's starting to get to me. If there are any kind souls out there, I could really use some help... My relationship is falling apart with my girlfriend. My boss has been promising to give me more hours since I started working there last year... I still only work 1 day a week though :-(

Hi. Rey here, from Manila, Philippines. I am only asking for whatever amount your good heart could shell out. I am one of many people struggling with debt. I work for my father's company, and makes PhP 15000, or around $348 a month, which is not enough to support my new family (just got married and have a 2 month old baby). Can't get out and make money through other means since my parents discourages just the thought of it. They aren't exactly meisers/selfish, but being conservative means they don't have room to understand such a problem that I have. I currently owe RCBC (a local bank) roughly 2000 USD. And this isnt even because of my own expenses. Mostly expenses of the company charged to me. But it won't be easy to argue that with my family since, I have, from time to time, used the credit card for personal purchases. I am already paid, in a sense. But its the finance charges that accumulated over time. 3.5% per annum. I am trapped. Please help me. I will appreciate it very much and I will include you in my prayers. PS. I also know a bit of graphic design, perhaps you have a simple job/task you want designed? Anyway, that's all I can offer. Thank you in advance.

I'm tired of not be able to afford to help a homeless person get a hotel room for one night.I want to live in a house so i can have lots of room to invite church members over for supper or lunch.I need a car so i can offer people a ride when they need it.because i walk back and fourth to work but i know god would want me to have these things to bless others.I have always been some what ok not having these things before.But not having these things stops me from showing people how much god loves them.I'm also tired of the fact that my bills from lack of hours makes me not have money for others.
God doesn't want us to be selfish but god wants us to have lots of money so we can help others when there in need.The devil says i should be happy with what i have. but god loves me and he wants me to have things so i can bless others.The devil wants me poor so i can't help people more.God wants us to have lots of things he just wants us to be honest with ourselves for why we want these things.Help me in what ever way you want.God bless

hi my kids and i come to you at this time for help for the holidays my husband abandon me with the kids and i lost my job 2 weeks ago i dont have any money for thanksgiving or christmas if someone could find it in there heart to help me and my kids for the holiday it would be awesome my kids are not selfish very wonderful kids we just need alittle help in this time hopfully i will get work soon god bless and happy holidays

Ok here are the basics of my story. I am a hard working mom of 3. Been with the same selfish man for 13 yrs. Hes been unemployed for over a year couldnt even keep up with housework while I work overnights for a greedy corprate owned pharmacy. One day dcf shows up because the kids clothes were dirty. After seeing a messy house ( thanks to guess who ) an investigation is started . I do all that is asked all is well. Same investigator comes back a year later. Police escort sees no reason for kids to be taken but that doesnt matter to dcf. Children get taken anyway. Begged him to take them to my sister (the one person in this world I thought I could trust) Now because her same sex partner has fallen in love with my children and is heart broken over having to give them back my sister has done everything from false anonomys allegations to telling counslers that they are so traumatized by me that even the sound of my voice over the phone makes them wet their beds at night. Lies to me and says she never said anything like that meanwhile I have all copies of every document stating the exact opposite. Her only response is how can you believe them over me Im family
Nobody cares that im border line of having a nervous breakdown over not being with my kids. The only part of the caseplan i havent completed yet is mr. wonderfui finding a job and moving to a place that doest have stinky well water. What i want to do is get a place on my own without mr
wrong but how do you come up with first and last months rent when by the end of the week your counting change for gas money?

I have never done this before and I am very ashamed, but at this point I am in desperation. It is even harder because I know that others are in the same situation and it makes me feel selfish to ask for myself, but it is causing an overwhelming amount of stress among other health problems. I would give you my own sob story, but I will spare you and just say that I am in desperation to the point of a lack of sleep and my stress seems to consume my life (literally). I won't even tell you how much money I really need because it is quite a bit and I am not expecting a guardian angel to just miraculously drop it into my bank account. I would feel grateful for anything a person can donate with the uptmost appreciation and I would pay it forward in some way.

I am raising money for...
Myself. I know it sounds selfish, however feels like I'm running out of options. I've been unemployed for over a year now and frantically looking for work these days. My bills for bare necessities are starting to catch up with me. I would appreciate anything you can afford.

The money collected will go towards...
The debt I've accrued from being unemployed.

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I can’t believe my life has come to this. First and foremost, it is important to know that I am a hardworking, responsible individual. I love going to work every day as a child and family therapist knowing that I have the ability to help make positive changes in others’ lives. I also, for whatever reason, feel very uncomfortable asking for help. I don’t think I have ever asked anyone for financial help in my life, let alone a “donation”. I was always taught that if you want something…. YOU WORK FOR IT! I have had a job since I was 13 yrs old and it taught me to appreciate the value of the dollar and hard work. But what happens when you physically can’t? My values speak to who I was, who I am and who I want to be and why I am worthy of your help.
• Be respectful, giving, loving and kind to others.
• Treat others as you would want to be treated.
• First and foremost dedication to my family and friends
• If you want something, you have to work for it because nothing in life is free
• Work hard and you can achieve anything you set your mind to
• If you believe in something, be passionate about it
• Love what you do for work – Life is too short
• Do not be selfish, but selfless – be there or give to others as much as you can
Resilient for many years –struggling through a childhood of undiagnosed ADHD - low self esteem, disruptive and impulsive behaviors, poor attention, disorganization, ambivalence about making life decisions, flunking out of college my freshman yr at 18 yo (which led to me having to pay any subsequent schooling on my own), moving and attending a new school at the beginning of my 8th grade year with a scoliosis brace that had to be worn 23 hours a day, having major surgery at 14 yo and missing 3 months of my freshman yr. As an adult, moving from NJ to Ma away from my family who I was extremely close to due to a marriage that didn’t work, losing my father to cancer and watching him waste away in front of me and feeling helpless. I did return to school as an adult committed to helping others and figuring out my own insecurities. Over 7 yrs (25-32 yrs old) received my bachelors degree from Rutgers University with high honors and my masters in clinical social work from Columbia University also with honors.
I know what I am capable of and I know how much I have to give to others. But at this point in my life, I also need to be honest with myself about my physical limitations.
When I was 12 yo I was diagnosed with a severe case of scoliosis and had to wear a body brace for 1 ½ yrs. Bad timing, I guess… I had just moved and was starting my 8th grade yr in a new school. Two yrs later (1983) I had major reconstructive surgery (14 hours, in a body cast 6 mos, couldn’t ride in a car or sit for more than 15 mins a day for 3 mos) and my spine was fused from T3 to L4 – all at 14 yo! Over the years, my back problems were just “part of my life”. Now at 43 I am disabled and in need of another major surgery due to collapsed discs that are compressing the nerves in my lower back. The pain I endure is affecting my ability to sit, stand or walk to any period of time. I had to leave my last job as an outpatient therapist a couple of years ago due to my inability to commit to a schedule because of my pain. I have been taking pain pills, which I do not want to become addicted to and have worked out an arrangement with a caring chiropractor. Not to mention at work I have kids, teens and their families who depend on me to help them, some of who I don’t charge because they can’t afford it. So, my schedule is minimal, my bills are racking up and I continue to try to help people sometimes at my own expense (physical). I have no health insurance because I can’t afford it, I live in a 800 square foot apartment that I share and I drive a 1998 Nissan Maxima that has over 200,000 miles on it! I don’t have “things” because I don’t NEED material things. It kills me to ask for help, especially monetary. It’s hard for me to accept help but I have no problem giving, lending or helping other people. My friends say that I give “too much”, but I feel that if I have it to give or I can do something to help someone else be happier, less stressed or more comfortable than I will. And I’ve been taken advantage of many times because of this – for example, 3 yrs ago, I lent a co-worker $5000 to assure that as a single mother she would have a dependable car for her and her 3 kids. She has not paid me anything yet. Gave another friend my car for 2 weeks to use because her car was in the shop and she couldn’t afford a rental. It was definitely an inconvenience, having to walk to and from work a mile, having to way to run errands until the weekend, etc. But I did it because I knew how much it meant to her and how much it helped. I then find myself thinking … who will be my angel when I need one?? And I do…. Please, please help!! I don’t have a choice right now. I need surgery, physical therapy/personal training in order to continue working for others. Thank you so much for any contribution you can make! God Bless!
College Loans: $60,000
Surgery: $250,000
Credit card debt $40,000 over last 8 yrs to support me at times when couldn’t work
Physical Therapy $2,000
Bills 3 mos $5,000 during recovery time

Wow… that’s hard to see… : ( Feel like I’m on the verge of a nervous breakdown!! Please be my angel

I can’t believe my life has come to this. First and foremost, it is important to know that I am a hardworking, responsible individual. I love going to work every day as a child and family therapist knowing that I have the ability to help make positive changes in others’ lives. I also, for whatever reason, feel very uncomfortable asking for help. I don’t think I have ever asked anyone for financial help in my life, let alone a “donation”. I was always taught that if you want something…. YOU WORK FOR IT! I have had a job since I was 13 yrs old and it taught me to appreciate the value of the dollar and hard work. But what happens when you physically can’t? My values speak to who I was, who I am and who I want to be and why I am worthy of your help.
Be respectful, giving, loving and kind to others.
Treat others as you would want to be treated.
First and foremost dedication to my family and friends
If you want something, you have to work for it because nothing in life is free
Work hard and you can achieve anything you set your mind to
If you believe in something, be passionate about it
Love what you do for work – Life is too short
Do not be selfish, but selfless – be there or give to others as much as you can
Resilient for many years –struggling through a childhood of undiagnosed ADHD - low self esteem, disruptive and impulsive behaviors, poor attention, disorganization, ambivalence about making life decisions, flunking out of college my freshman yr at 18 yo (which led to me having to pay any subsequent schooling on my own), moving and attending a new school at the beginning of my 8th grade year with a scoliosis brace that had to be worn 23 hours a day, having major surgery at 14 yo and missing 3 months of my freshman yr. As an adult, moving from NJ to Ma away from my family who I was extremely close to due to a marriage that didn’t work, losing my father to cancer and watching him waste away in front of me and feeling helpless. I did return to school as an adult committed to helping others and figuring out my own insecurities. Over 7 yrs (25-32 yrs old) received my bachelors degree from Rutgers University with high honors and my masters in clinical social work from Columbia University also with honors.
I know what I am capable of and I know how much I have to give to others. But at this point in my life, I also need to be honest with myself about my physical limitations.
When I was 12 yo I was diagnosed with a severe case of scoliosis and had to wear a body brace for 1 ½ yrs. Bad timing, I guess… I had just moved and was starting my 8th grade yr in a new school. Two yrs later (1983) I had major reconstructive surgery (14 hours, in a body cast 6 mos, couldn’t ride in a car or sit for more than 15 mins a day for 3 mos) and my spine was fused from T3 to L4 – all at 14 yo! Over the years, my back problems were just “part of my life”. Now at 43 I am disabled and in need of another major surgery due to collapsed discs that are compressing the nerves in my lower back. The pain I endure is affecting my ability to sit, stand or walk to any period of time. I had to leave my last job as an outpatient therapist a couple of years ago due to my inability to commit to a schedule because of my pain. I have been taking pain pills, which I do not want to become addicted to and have worked out an arrangement with a caring chiropractor. Not to mention at work I have kids, teens and their families who depend on me to help them, some of who I don’t charge because they can’t afford it. So, my schedule is minimal, my bills are racking up and I continue to try to help people sometimes at my own expense (physical). I have no health insurance because I can’t afford it, I live in a 800 square foot apartment that I share and I drive a 1998 Nissan Maxima that has over 200,000 miles on it! I don’t have “things” because I don’t NEED material things. It kills me to ask for help, especially monetary. It’s hard for me to accept help but I have no problem giving, lending or helping other people. My friends say that I give “too much”, but I feel that if I have it to give or I can do something to help someone else be happier, less stressed or more comfortable than I will. And I’ve been taken advantage of many times because of this – for example, 3 yrs ago, I lent a co-worker $5000 to assure that as a single mother she would have a dependable car for her and her 3 kids. She has not paid me anything yet. Gave another friend my car for 2 weeks to use because her car was in the shop and she couldn’t afford a rental. It was definitely an inconvenience, having to walk to and from work a mile, having to way to run errands until the weekend, etc. But I did it because I knew how much it meant to her and how much it helped. I then find myself thinking … who will be my angel when I need one?? And I do…. Please, please help!! I don’t have a choice right now. I need surgery, physical therapy/personal training in order to continue working for others. Thank you so much for any contribution you can make! God Bless!
College Loans: $60,000
Surgery: $250,000
Credit card debt $40,000 over last 8 yrs to support me at times when couldn’t work
Physical Therapy $2,000
Bills 3 mos $5,000 during recovery time

Wow… that’s hard to see… : ( Feel like I’m on the verge of a nervous breakdown!! Please be my angel

I can’t believe my life has come to this. First and foremost, it is important to know that I am a hardworking, responsible individual. I love going to work every day as a child and family therapist knowing that I have the ability to help make positive changes in others’ lives. I also, for whatever reason, feel very uncomfortable asking for help. I don’t think I have ever asked anyone for financial help in my life, let alone a “donation”. I was always taught that if you want something…. YOU WORK FOR IT! I have had a job since I was 13 yrs old and it taught me to appreciate the value of the dollar and hard work. But what happens when you physically can’t? My values speak to who I was, who I am and who I want to be and why I am worthy of your help.
• Be respectful, giving, loving and kind to others.
• Treat others as you would want to be treated.
• First and foremost dedication to my family and friends
• If you want something, you have to work for it because nothing in life is free
• Work hard and you can achieve anything you set your mind to
• If you believe in something, be passionate about it
• Love what you do for work – Life is too short
• Do not be selfish, but selfless – be there or give to others as much as you can
Resilient for many years –struggling through a childhood of undiagnosed ADHD - low self esteem, disruptive and impulsive behaviors, poor attention, disorganization, ambivalence about making life decisions, flunking out of college my freshman yr at 18 yo (which led to me having to pay any subsequent schooling on my own), moving and attending a new school at the beginning of my 8th grade year with a scoliosis brace that had to be worn 23 hours a day, having major surgery at 14 yo and missing 3 months of my freshman yr. As an adult, moving from NJ to Ma away from my family who I was extremely close to due to a marriage that didn’t work, losing my father to cancer and watching him waste away in front of me and feeling helpless. I did return to school as an adult committed to helping others and figuring out my own insecurities. Over 7 yrs (25-32 yrs old) received my bachelors degree from Rutgers University with high honors and my masters in clinical social work from Columbia University also with honors.
I know what I am capable of and I know how much I have to give to others. But at this point in my life, I also need to be honest with myself about my physical limitations.
When I was 12 yo I was diagnosed with a severe case of scoliosis and had to wear a body brace for 1 ½ yrs. Bad timing, I guess… I had just moved and was starting my 8th grade yr in a new school. Two yrs later (1983) I had major reconstructive surgery (14 hours, in a body cast 6 mos, couldn’t ride in a car or sit for more than 15 mins a day for 3 mos) and my spine was fused from T3 to L4 – all at 14 yo! Over the years, my back problems were just “part of my life”. Now at 43 I am disabled and in need of another major surgery due to collapsed discs that are compressing the nerves in my lower back. The pain I endure is affecting my ability to sit, stand or walk to any period of time. I had to leave my last job as an outpatient therapist a couple of years ago due to my inability to commit to a schedule because of my pain. I have been taking pain pills, which I do not want to become addicted to and have worked out an arrangement with a caring chiropractor. Not to mention at work I have kids, teens and their families who depend on me to help them, some of who I don’t charge because they can’t afford it. So, my schedule is minimal, my bills are racking up and I continue to try to help people sometimes at my own expense (physical). I have no health insurance because I can’t afford it, I live in a 800 square foot apartment that I share and I drive a 1998 Nissan Maxima that has over 200,000 miles on it! I don’t have “things” because I don’t NEED material things. It kills me to ask for help, especially monetary. It’s hard for me to accept help but I have no problem giving, lending or helping other people. My friends say that I give “too much”, but I feel that if I have it to give or I can do something to help someone else be happier, less stressed or more comfortable than I will. And I’ve been taken advantage of many times because of this – for example, 3 yrs ago, I lent a co-worker $5000 to assure that as a single mother she would have a dependable car for her and her 3 kids. She has not paid me anything yet. Gave another friend my car for 2 weeks to use because her car was in the shop and she couldn’t afford a rental. It was definitely an inconvenience, having to walk to and from work a mile, having to way to run errands until the weekend, etc. But I did it because I knew how much it meant to her and how much it helped. I then find myself thinking … who will be my angel when I need one?? And I do…. Please, please help!! I don’t have a choice right now. I need surgery, physical therapy/personal training in order to continue working for others. Thank you so much for any contribution you can make! God Bless!
College Loans: $60,000
Surgery: $250,000
Credit card debt $40,000 over last 8 yrs to support me at times when couldn’t work
Physical Therapy $2,000
Bills 3 mos $5,000 during recovery time

Wow… that’s hard to see… : ( Feel like I’m on the verge of a nervous breakdown!! Please be my angel

First, A little about myself. I am a single father to a grown daughter, an out of work bartender, and a lover of travel and photography. As a single parent i have made a lot of sacrifices over the years( i am not complaining, just stating the facts). I am very proud of my daughter and would never change a moment. Now that my child is all grown up and out on her own, I would like to learn to be a little selfish and enjoy the years I have left. Beside my child my biggest loves are travel and photography. I would like to put the two together and create a business that I can enjoy and be proud of. Now that I finally have the focus on what I want out of life, I find myself out of work and out of money. All I do now is try to find work to pay the bills and I find myself living day to day. I'm hoping that maybe someone out there knows what it is like to have a dream... a dream that is slowly slipping away. Please find it in your heart to give little. Something. Anything. Every little bit will help me achieve the dream of having my very own business. Travel photography isn't for everyone, but to me its a dream that I have put off for a very long time. Thank you for taking the time. joey

First, A little about myself. I am a single father to a grown daughter, an out of work bartender, and a lover of travel and photography. As a single parent i have made a lot of sacrifices over the years( i am not complaining, just stating the facts). I am very proud of my daughter and would never change a moment. Now that my child is all grown up and out on her own, I would like to learn to be a little selfish and enjoy the years I have left. Beside my child my biggest loves are travel and photography. I would like to put the two together and create a business that I can enjoy and be proud of. Now that I finally have the focus on what I want out of life, I find myself out of work and out of money. All I do now is try to find work to pay the bills and I find myself living day to day. I'm hoping that maybe someone out there knows what it is like to have a dream... a dream that is slowly slipping away. Please find it in your heart to give little. Something. Anything. Every little bit will help me achieve the dream of having my very own business. Travel photography isn't for everyone, but to me its a dream that I have put off for a very long time. Thank you for taking the time. joey

First, A little about myself. I am a single father to a grown daughter, an out of work bartender, and a lover of travel and photography. As a single parent i have made a lot of sacrifices over the years( i am not complaining, just stating the facts). I am very proud of my daughter and would never change a moment. Now that my child is all grown up and out on her own, I would like to learn to be a little selfish and enjoy the years I have left. Beside my child my biggest loves are travel and photography. I would like to put the two together and create a business that I can enjoy and be proud of. Now that I finally have the focus on what I want out of life, I find myself out of work and out of money. All I do now is try to find work to pay the bills and I find myself living day to day. I'm hoping that maybe someone out there knows what it is like to have a dream... a dream that is slowly slipping away. Please find it in your heart to give little. Something. Anything. Every little bit will help me achieve the dream of having my very own business. Travel photography isn't for everyone, but to me its a dream that I have put off for a very long time. Thank you for taking the time. joey

First, A little about myself. I am a single father to a grown daughter, an out of work bartender, and a lover of travel and photography. As a single parent i have made a lot of sacrifices over the years( i am not complaining, just stating the facts). I am very proud of my daughter and would never change a moment. Now that my child is all grown up and out on her own, I would like to learn to be a little selfish and enjoy the years I have left. Beside my child my biggest loves are travel and photography. I would like to put the two together and create a business that I can enjoy and be proud of. Now that I finally have the focus on what I want out of life, I find myself out of work and out of money. All I do now is try to find work to pay the bills and I find myself living day to day. I'm hoping that maybe someone out there knows what it is like to have a dream... a dream that is slowly slipping away. Please find it in your heart to give little. Something. Anything. Every little bit will help me achieve the dream of having my very own business. Travel photography isn't for everyone, but to me its a dream that I have put off for a very long time. Thank you for taking the time. joey

First, A little about myself. I am a single father to a grown daughter, an out of work bartender, and a lover of travel and photography. As a single parent i have made a lot of sacrifices over the years( i am not complaining, just stating the facts). I am very proud of my daughter and would never change a moment. Now that my child is all grown up and out on her own, I would like to learn to be a little selfish and enjoy the years I have left. Beside my child my biggest loves are travel and photography. I would like to put the two together and create a business that I can enjoy and be proud of. Now that I finally have the focus on what I want out of life, I find myself out of work and out of money. All I do now is try to find work to pay the bills and I find myself living day to day. I'm hoping that maybe someone out there knows what it is like to have a dream... a dream that is slowly slipping away. Please find it in your heart to give little. Something. Anything. Every little bit will help me achieve the dream of having my very own business. Travel photography isn't for everyone, but to me its a dream that I have put off for a very long time. Thank you for taking the time. joey

First, A little about myself. I am a single father to a grown daughter, an out of work bartender, and a lover of travel and photography. As a single parent i have made a lot of sacrifices over the years( i am not complaining, just stating the facts). I am very proud of my daughter and would never change a moment. Now that my child is all grown up and out on her own, I would like to learn to be a little selfish and enjoy the years I have left. Beside my child my biggest loves are travel and photography. I would like to put the two together and create a business that I can enjoy and be proud of. Now that I finally have the focus on what I want out of life, I find myself out of work and out of money. All I do now is try to find work to pay the bills and I find myself living day to day. I'm hoping that maybe someone out there knows what it is like to have a dream... a dream that is slowly slipping away. Please find it in your heart to give little. Something. Anything. Every little bit will help me achieve the dream of having my very own business. Travel photography isn't for everyone, but to me its a dream that I have put off for a very long time. Thank you for taking the time. joey

My name is Missy. I am a 49 year old struggling grandmother of 3 sweet, beautiful boys, ages 5, 7 and 8. I am trying desperately to save and protect my grandsons and ensure their futures. I would not ask help if it were only for me. I am asking for help for them, so that my 3 innocent little grandsons will be safe, secure and have a chance in life. As things stand right now, we will be homeless within the next 2 weeks.
My greatest fear is that when (not if) I do become homeless, which isn’t that far off, the state will take my grandsons because we have no place to live, split them up and put them in foster homes. That thought scares the hell out of me. I am all those sweet little boys have. And if they lose each other too, after losing everyone and everything else that they known and loved, I fear their lives will be ruined at the tender ages of 5, 7 and 8.
I suffer from PTSD, COPD and fibromyalgia and each day I struggle with mental distress and physical pain. We live near the New Orleans Metro Area in Jefferson Parish, Louisiana. We were displaced for a year after Hurricane Katrina, came back, bought a mobile home in Lafitte, Louisiana and tried to rebuild our lives. In 2008, when Hurricanes Gustav and Ike hit us back to back, our home was flooded with more than 4 feet of water; unreachable, except by boat for over 2 weeks.
At that time, my mother, age 75, had been experiencing the beginning stages of Alzheimer’s as well as a series of strokes which affected the memory and impulse control centers of her brain due to a vascular disease which severely decreased the flow of blood to those areas of her brain. During these TIA’s and small strokes/seizures, she behaved erratically and during larger ones she could become paranoid and psychotic. She had to be hospitalized for several of the more severe episodes, as she was becoming a danger to herself and others. The effects of these episodes lingered for days, sometimes weeks. Afterwards, she had no memory of anything that happened during that time period.
After the storms, we moved in with my mother to help her and because we did, FEMA stopped helping us. And since we could not afford to rebuild again without FEMA’s help, we lost our home. The recent BP oil spill was just another deep blow to our already struggling local economy.
Mom required 24/7/365 assistance and supervision, which she could not afford. She was eventually diagnosed with vascular disease of the brain and Alzheimer’s. Due to the region of her brain that was affected her disease went unnoticed for several years, until she had a large enough stroke to prompt her to seek medical attention. This diagnosis explained her erratic behavior of the past several years, I have since been homebound, unable to leave mom untended for any length of time and unable to work outside the home due to my mother’s need for the past 3 years.
My mother passed away this past April at the age of 79. She had suffered from Alzheimer's and vascular dementia, suffering several major and minor strokes and seizures over the past 6+ years. On April 9th she suffered a massive stroke, lingering for 9 days before passing on the 18th. God rest her soul, I miss her. I loved my mom very much and did everything I could to help her.
To add to the difficulties already faced by our loss, my youngest daughter, who had been living in Ohio with what turned out to be a conman/ junkie twice her age that saw a vulnerable young woman with 3 children and took advantage of that fact, had been physically, verbally and emotionally abusive to all of them for the past 1½ years. 2 weeks before Mom passed, she got in major legal trouble in Ohio and sent my 3 young grandsons to me to raise.
Now, things have turned for the worst... On August 17th we discovered that my eldest daughter took my mother to an attorney and had her write a will leaving everything my mother had to her and excluding me! This abominable act was done 1 month after Hurricane Katrina when ALL of us were distraught and displaced from the storm! My mom was not in her right mind at that time, even though a full diagnosis had not yet been made on her true condition.... Also, in Louisiana, the bar for mental competency is set so low that so long as you are not actively drooling and babbling in front of the judge/attorney/witnesses you are considered competent!! It doesn’t matter if you won’t remember doing it five minutes later either. My mother, in her right mind, would NEVER have disinherited me.
Now, my greedy, self-serving, ungrateful eldest child decided that she will evict us so she can try to sell my mother's home, in which I and my grandsons, her nephews still live, so she can pay off mom's debt, which she exaggerates, and her student loans. She is fully aware of our circumstances, she just doesn’t care. The only transportation I have for my grandsons is the truck my mom gave me before her death, but did not have the money to transfer title on. It is now part of mom’s estate and she took that too.
I called the Clerk in division where probate/ succession on my mom were filed... Clerk said that I need an attorney to file contest to the will, herein lies the problem... there is not 1 single legal aid agency in the ENTIRE New Orleans Metro area that can handle a contested will!! There are also no private attorneys that will handle it either, unless there's big money in it for them, which in this case there is not.
Clerk also said she has no idea why I was never notified. Judge signed off regardless. There seems to be no justice for the poor in this country... since we can't afford to pay the exorbitant fees of a private attorney, which seems to be a necessity to get anything done in the courts. I have tried appealing to my daughter’s sense of decency, but she doesn’t seem to have one. Her actions are despicable and deplorable. I am ashamed to be her mother. It breaks my heart and sickens me to know that I brought such a hateful, selfish, greedy, heartless person into this world. I did not raise her to be that way.
I've called every single legal aid agency in my area; including the Bar Assoc. Lawyer referral service... no one will help because there just isn't any money in it for them... sad state this country is in when the poor cannot get justice anywhere.
We were told by the eviction court judge on Sept 12th, that we have 24 hours to vacate our home... stating that our situation is a matter for probate court. Thankfully, we found a place, however, we still need about $800.00 more to pay the $420.00 we still owe our new landlord to avoid eviction from this new place by the 5th of October plus $365.00 to the light company which will be past due (cut off)on the 7th and includes a new deposit and transfer fee.

I've also called churches and other charitable organizations for help... there are so many families in need in the New Orleans metro area that any help is minimal. ALL homeless shelters are full up with waiting lists so long they are no longer taking applications for assistance.
I have applied for Section 8 housing, but there is a HUGE waiting list. The HUD Section 8 waiting list in Louisiana is backlogged 5+ years and has more than 20,000 applicants still waiting for vouchers, many of whom are currently homeless. They are not accepting any new applicants.
I have contacted EVERY charitable and public/community service agency that I can think of for help... none has been forthcoming as of yet..... Is there ANYONE out there with a heart who can and will help us? I have nowhere else to turn.
I’ve spent days seeking legal help... bottom line... none available... so since if my defense is denied and I can't fight the eviction then we are out on the streets with nowhere to go.
My nerves are shot; the house hunt is not going well.
I am hurt by my daughter’s actions and so sickened over all of this mess that I can barely think straight. I cry myself to sleep every night and awake with tears in my eyes and a rock in the pit of my stomach. Yet I dry them and try to be strong and act as if everything is normal for my grandsons who need me now more than ever. I still haven’t had time to grieve my mother’s death.
We are now faced with trying to find alternate housing that we can afford on the $840.00 a month income that I receive in Kinship Care for my grandsons. Fat chance in this over-priced rental market. Even a 1 bedroom apartment in Crack Alley goes for more than my income in this post-Katrina/Gustav/Ike market.
And it's starting to look like me and my grandsons will be homeless very soon... by the end of the 1st week in October.
Their mother is in prison and their deadbeat, psycho father hasn't been seen in almost 2 years, ever since he beat the hell out of his girlfriend, killed their little dog in front of my boys, stole and trashed her car and ended up in a mental hospital wanting to kill himself... my babies have had enough grief and loss in their lives... they need love, help and compassion.... and a decent place to live... soon!
We’re trying to stay in this area because my boyfriend of 11 years, and my only help, has an elderly, widowed mother who needs his help too. And we are all she has. She cannot take us in because her trailer is very small and there is no room for 5 more people in it.
Work is also scarce and hard to find in the New Orleans metro area due to the huge influx of big out of state companies with their out of state workers getting all of the bigger jobs and contracts and the even larger influx of foreign laborers so severely underbidding the smaller construction jobs, cutting local workers and sub-contractors, like my boyfriend, right out of the job market. Every day he goes out hunting for work taking any job offered.
I have prayed on this so hard and so often since this mess all began. I have put my burden in Jesus' Hands. For He is the only one that can save us. I can only hope that he sends us Angels to deliver us soon, for without help from someone, somewhere here on earth we are lost. I feel so lost and utterly alone... this truly is my darkest hour.
If there is ANYONE out there who can offer assistance, legal, residential, financial, whatever help you can give... please contact me ASAP. I have exhausted all available resources.
Right now, I can barely afford toilet paper to wipe our butts with.
We are thankful and grateful for the help we have received from 5 of my 267 facebook friends, our local churches and the 2nd Harvest Food Bank, as well as some assistance on our utility bill from our local community action organization. That meager help has helped us survive thus far, but our resources are nearly spent. Please have mercy on us and donate whatever you can to help me save my family. If enough people with a heart and some compassion give up just 1 cup of Latte from Starbucks and donate to help save us, we will be able to make it… small donations add up and every little bit helps.
Thank you for listening to my problems and for your consideration of my plight.
May God Bless you tenfold for any help you send us.
Proverbs 3: 3-7
Let not mercy and truth forsakes you; bind them around your neck, write them on the tablet of your heart,
And so find favor and high esteem in the sight of God and man.
Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and lean not on your own understanding.
In all your ways acknowledge Him, and He shall direct your paths.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

- Caleb S.

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

I recently saw this posted on some shitty website i dont care to disclose. not because i dont like the website, i just really dont give a fuck.

"Force people to feel your pain, put it on them. Show them how this world can create someone like you. Remind them that the state of the world we are in will continue to bring about people like us, the unloved, un-noticed, under-appreciated."

And it made me think, wow thats a fucking GREAT idea!!, what a wonderful way to make yourself feel better, why did i never think of that before? Well it seems like everybody else is doing it so why not? the worlds already fucked up so lets just add to all the bullshit and drama of life and see just how bad we can make it for others, after all wont we then realize just how good we've got it? even when you think you have nothing at all, if you think about children that are kidnapped, taken to a place their not familiar with, repeatedly raped by ass holes who would rather pay somebody to fuck a kid than find a real woman, beaten, held down and forced to develop an awful drug addiction that will keep them in a lifestyle of tragedy for the rest of their lives. Do we really have it bad? I want to kick myself in the ass sometimes for pitying myself and wishing i had it better. but then again is it really so bad to want the finer things in life? i mean it seems hope is what drives most people in life, without it where would we be? if we didnt have any hope at all why get out of bed in the morning? we do it for various reasons but mainly because we hope to achieve some kind of goal whether it be to see whats going on in the world around us, complain about it, to suppress that feeling of hunger, to use the bathroom instead of shitting or pissing on yourself, go to work or whatever. im tired of hearing about people being depressed because there is no hope in their life. the only people that really have no hope at all are already dead. Show yourself no mercy, make life what you want it to be, after all life really is whatever you make it. You can have nothing at all and not have eaten in days and still be a happy fucking go lucky numb skull without a care in the world if you pity not yourself but everyone else. I served a few months in jail this past year and found that i was really fucking HAPPY! I know what your thinking, what kind of brain dead fucking idiot could be happy to be in jail? i was not happy to be in jail but happy that i had a roof over my head, a mat to sleep on, a blanket to stay warm, 2 meals a day i mean what else could you ask for? all of your basic needs are met. Do you really deserve to have anything more than anybody else? when there are people out there that die all the time because they CANT get those basic needs fulfilled why in the hell are we driving brand new cars or even cars at all, living in homes made of enough aluminum, brick, wood and other materials to feed someone enough to keep them alive for a good part of their life. Doesnt it seem to you that if people really gave a shit about themselves or anybody else they would be more than grateful to be able to give up material possessions to give someone else a chance to live a life at all? The truth is we are all stuck up pricks that dont give a shit about anything but satisfying our own lust of pleasure. I will say there are a "few" good people out there but if your sitting there reading this on a computer and you think youve got it bad, your a stuck up peice of shit too. After all you can afford to spend money on electricity but you cant afford to feed someone, even if you do donate to charities are you really doing enough? No because your still on the computer wasting money that you could be using to feed a kid somewhere out there that otherwise will starve to death. Thats just the way it is and we've been doing it our whole lives. If you dont like the thought of being a selfish peice of shit, youve got 2 choices. Either get over it and accept the fact that your just as bad as the shit heads that flew their planes into the twin towers and killed all those people, or give up everything you have and help somebody out, stop wanting, start giving. Which will you do? If you want to change your ways you can start by donating a few dollars to help keep food in my stomach and a warm place to sleep. We'll see just how many "good" people are out there, i doubt many of you are. - Gabriel Turner You can email me at damaster406@gmail.com or send money to that email address using paypal at http://www.paypal.com

I meant my husband 10 years ago.in the first 5 years lost any reletives close to us since then we have struggled to keep a roof over our head.We have 2 small children one in school.We rent and were unable to keep up with bills at the timely fashion it was exspected so we have to move. We can not get any help with state and recently regained employmeant at a awsom bussiness.I myself have had many surgrys and currently have scoliosis.As this is very painfull to work with Iv refused pain medications to continue working and to keep the best roof over my childrens head. But now we have to move and in 15 days the sheriff will come and throw out the only items and memorys we have left of any past familey members cause we not money saved to move. We live week to week to provide food dipers and such.My dream allways is to sing and bring my children up with respect and honesty this is not a joke we are scared of looseing our children because in these parts the state will take them if you cannot provide. please will somone help us stay together all we have is eachother in this world and i cant stand the thought of somone takeing them away becouse We could not provide. I do feel so selfish knowing so many others have worse problems but this is a last resort for us.My husband has no ideal and he has tryed so hard to be a provider and can tell he is so depressed dailey. Im so scared of somone just throwing in the streets what we have it isnt much our big goal is to just do for these two wounderfull kids we made together.So this is for them and i pray somone will help us. Thank you

I am getting married in March. I am one of those girls who have been dreaming of my wedding day for as long as I can remember, when I was little all my drawings were of these huge cinderella ballgowns. Sooo fastforward 20 years, one amazing disney world proposal later and about 200 dresses in 4 states later. I am panicking because I don't think I will ever find a dress, when finally I find one. Its beautiful and classy- the dress that will make grandparents cry. There's nothing I don't like about this dress- but I still don't get the feeling that it is THE dress. That night after ordering it and paying the deposite- I have a nervous breakdown. So we head to New Hampshire where I find THE dress- THE dress I have been searching for my whole entire life. It is amazing and has everything I've ever wanted. I loved it as soon as I saw it- but thought it was not going to look as good as the dress I already bought. I was wrong. Looks amazing- just as good as the first dress but I feel like cinderella. I can not stop thinking of this dress. They are two completely differant looks- both princess but one is Kate Middleton the other is Cinderella. I am having 2 weddings- one on a wednesday on the beach in FL, the other is a more formal traditional wedding in CT-more of a fieldy/gardeny affair. So the two dresses each fit one occasion perfectly. I can not choose between the two. My mother thinks buying two is rediculous and will not pay for more than one. I am completely torn and the only thing I can think of is to get both dresses, otherwise I will end up regretting my decision at one of the venues.
Unfortunatly I am a recession graduate- one of the many who upon graduation found myself less employable than a 15 year old, with a PILE of student loans to pay off. I work, but the $ I make now will not allow for an emergency $1500 dollar expense.

Please, please, pleeease help. I know it is a shallow request- but its the one time in my life where I can be selfish, shallow, and vain. I really truly appreciate any help and will pay it forward. Thank you!