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My name is Jason, I am 28 Years old and married with three children ages 7,4 and 1 month. When me and my wife married we were "given" my parents home in NY as a "wedding Gift"( home still had mortgage whcih we make the payments on) My wife and i have built a happy stress free life together, only to have it shattered, by drug addict co dependant family mmebers who feel since the home is still owned by my parents (although i pay the mortgage) they can come and go as they please. I have tried everything form asking them to leave , to having my parents ask them to leave, only to be reminded how its "not my home" and i cant make the rules. My wife and i are destroyed at the fact that anyone would tell us its ok that they are putting my childrene in danger or making my kids see there family members like they are. I have been to every bank possible in order to purchase this home from my family, only to be told that iven with anf FHA loan i will still need close to 12000.00 dollars to put down on this home in order to buy it, make it my own, and keep the people whos own selfinshness and obscured mental state is only adding to the destruction of a once happy home. My only other option is to move again from a home i love, that my wife and children love and move away from these people, or purchase the home (which was the plan originally) I now have a a family mmeber leaching off of us, refusing to leave because "its not my home" my wife is out of work on disability due to a recent surgery, she will be returning to work in the next 3 weeks, I have done everyhting for my family, dropped what i was doing at insane times of the night to go "rescue" my drug addict family members, emptied my chiuldrens savings accounts to "save" my drug addict family memebers, gotten loans in my name to save my drug addict family members, only to have it thrown in my face, I am the little borther who spent his life haveing to be the big brother, and i just cant anymore, all that matters to me is my children and wife and keeping them in a safe and stable home where they can have the life i did not,I know its a long shot and everyone has a sob story, but i have no where left to turn, please im begging on my hands and knees, forget pride i just want to save my real family, my wife and kids, they are all that matters to me. My children are in a good school district doing very well, i just dont know what else to do, thank you for your consideration, and any help you can give.

I am in desperate need of 12,000 dollars for a down payment to purchase the home, please, i have to turn to strangers for help, that has ecome the qaulity of my so called "family"

thank you all

i was a full time carer for my mother in law who had alzhiemers disease.(mum passed away recently) i dedicated 8 years to look after her and loved every minute of it, myself and my husband even gave up our own home and moved in with her my son loved helping out with the caring role he loved his nan so much and misses her as we all do, we are all finding the loss of mum very hard to deal with we have been left with 3 big bills including a funeral to pay for my husband is on a low income and we are really struggling to pay the bills my husband has been put on anti depressants and isnt coping with his loss and the stress of it all just wish we could be nearly debt free then i could help others like me. My family mean the world to me and at the moment feel like we are drowning and there nothing i can do, i have been for 11 interviews but nothing has come of it my confidence is shattered. please help x

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.

We lost our 8 1/2 month old baby girl 2 weeks ago by SIDS. My heart is absolutely shattered, I miss her smell, her touch and caring for her.
I have 4 sons and our baby girl was the icing on the cake for the family! I am dearly wanting to fly to the US to have Gender Selection as I would love to have another baby Girl. I'm not wanting to replace our daughter but to fill that hole in my heart and to feel love again. I got a taste for what it was like to have a daughter, and it was absolutely wonderful.

September 2011: Had a nearly fatal motorcycle accident on Lucent Blvd. in Denver. The events leading up to the accident I am unclear of, all I remember is waking up underneith a car and couldnt move. I remember the ambulance showing up to extricate me. Apparently I had a shattered pelvis and a broken humorus. I also sustained another concussion. I never was a big fan of the helmet, in fact very rarely did I wear one. I just happened by chance to decide to wear one that day, if I hadnt I'd be dead. It used to be that I struggled to survive, now I struggle to exist. This account is by my wife:

On September 28th, 2011
My husband Trevan had an accident on is his way to an Interview and he was going on Lucent to get on to the highway on C470 and was not able to see with the dew on the street and sun glare. He didn’t see the car at the stoplights, going on to C470. Didn’t know or see that it was stopped at the light. The sun was so bad that he slammed right into the person in front of him and went over the handlebars of the motorcycle and over the person’s car and was found underneath the car. The Paramedics found him under the person’s car and had to pull him out from under it.

I got a call about 8:15 am from the fire department letting me know that my husband was in an accident. I was so scared I was trying to get my son ready for school and get my daughter ready to so I could take him. I was told that he was taken to Littleton Hospital and that I can call over there and get info on how he is doing. Instead of me calling the ER the ER nurse called me and gave me some info about what they are doing and what ER room they are taking him to. They took some x-rays and he couldn’t be moved because they were not sure about his back. So they did the x-rays in the ER. That is what the nurse told me that they were doing and that he was stable. The nurse also said if I could get to the hospital as soon as I could, it would be a good idea to come since the police and fire department was still there. I told her I would try. I called my mother in law to let her that her son was in an accident and I called my mom. There were other people that I called too. When I got there and I had to park so far in the back of the hospital that I had to ask for directions to get to the ER from the outpatient so I could be there with my husband. When I got there it was very hard to see what he looked like. He had a neck brace on and his left arm was all wrapped up like a present. He had a big gash on the inside of his right leg that was pretty wide and you could see the fat and it kept on bleeding. They would not take off the brace from his neck because they didn’t know what else was going on with him. I met the ER doctors and they told me that he is in quite bit of pain, and that he was starting to not know what happened off and on. I tried to see if he could tell me himself but could not remember. One of the ER doctors was very concerned about the blood in his urine so they took him to another place in the hospital to do some more tests on him. My mom in the mean time called me and told me that she was on her way to be at the hospital with me for support, I told her that I really need some comfort and to keep it together. When she got here Trevan was not yet taken to get tested yet so my mom said hi to him and ask him questions. Then with the ER nurses came in to take him for the tests my mom ask the nurse what kind of test that they were going to do on him and they said it is to check for internal bleeding. When Trevan was taken back we went to sit in the waiting room in the ER. My mom kept asking me questions but I could not answer any of them, because I have not been told about any thing besides what the nurse told me on the phone before I got there. I ask the nurses that were still around they’re about where his belonging were because I needed to know if his wallet and other things like ring and glasses was there. They handed me the beg that had his wallet and other things that they took off of him. I took the beg with me so I could go through it and see if every thing was still with him. His wedding band was in there his wallet was in there and socks and helmet was there too so I took it with me out to the waiting room. There was also a ticket that the police left in it too. My mom took a look at it to find out what all happened. It just said it was his fault but we didn’t think it was his fault, but later on we did fine out it was his fault but we took care of it for him while he was in the hospital. While we were waiting Trevan’s mom came with my daughter to see him but he was still not back in the Trauma room. After a while they finally moved him to a room so we all went there. They took him to the ICU and we had to keep our hands clean at all times coming and going. Trevan was put on many powerful pain medicines for the pain. He was put on dilaudid and he was on that for a while but then he was inching so bad that they took him off of that and put him on morphine he was a little better but still was itching like crazy.

Doug and Jan drove out here on Wednesday night they didn’t stop except for brakes and gas but they drove all the way through so could see Trevan. They arrived at the hospital at 3:30 am. Trevan didn’t remember that his dad and step mom came to see him the first night. I told him twice that they were here and he just didn’t remember it. Every one came to see Trevan everyday Doug and J, Karen and John Hager, Kehli, his mom Beverly. Doug and Jan were here for four days and they were here also for the surgery. We had a lot of people in the waiting room Beverly and our kids, me, and Doug and Jan. I was happy that I had that many people there with me because I was very upset.

October 1st 2011
Trevan had his surgery on both the pelvis and the humerus bone. The doctor started with his pelvis first he said it was the quick one and that Trevan didn’t loose much blood with that one. Then the doctor moved Trevan to another table to do the other part of the surgery. He lost a little bit of blood when they did his surgery on the arm they had to give him two pints of blood. The doctor did come out to tell us the update as he did them and how everything was going. He showed us before and after x-rays. The doctor did a great job of fixing Trevan up. Then after the surgery was done he was in recovery room for about an hour and a half. They moved Trevan to his room afterwards and he still was not doing hot. He kept saying that the room was moving and it made him sick. He tried to keep his eyes closed but it made him even feel worse. He also kept asking for ice chips which I feed to him as much as I could. He was better by the evening, he didn’t feel dizzy any more. Family kept coming to see him and tell him that they love him and pray that he will heal quickly. I stayed with him every night after the surgery to keep an eye on how he was doing. He didn’t remember a lot of things, which in some ways it is good but in some ways it is bad. I think a lot of it had to do with the pain medicine that the doctors was giving him. A nurse told me that it could happen with the medicine could make you forgetful depending on what kind of pain medicine.

October 4th 2011
While Trevan was at the hospital he did fall. He hit his head agents the closet that was in his room. The nurses found him on the floor. They did say that when he fell he landed on his right side and that they don’t think he hurt him self, but he did hit his head when he went down. I asked them if they were going to see if he did any damage, and they said that he didn’t and couldn’t do that much damage because the way he fell. I asked them if he hurt any thing else and the nurse they checked him over and asked him questions and didn’t see any evidence that he had any more damage to what he already had. I asked to if they did any test to see. They said they didn’t do any other tests on him because they didn’t want him to be exposed to any more radiation from the x-ray machine. He was getting out of bed by his self with out any help, which he was not supposed to do that. That is why when he fell they put a bed alarm on his bed so they would know at all times that he gets up, for his safety.

October 5th 2011
During that time while he was a Littleton hospital they were trying to find a rehab place for him so he can start getting back on his feet. They did find one and they had him transferred from Littleton to Porter hospital. Before he left I told him that I would see him later that evening and so will his mom and kids. He said ok and they he was gone. That evening Beverly and the rest of us call daddy from his mom’s phone to let him know that we are coming to see him but we were going to stop and get something to eat on the way up to the hospital. Then while we were eating at Wendy’s he calls me on my cell phone and asks if we were still coming I told him yes. I asked him did you even remember that we called you before and told you that we were coming he said no he didn’t remember. While he was on the phone with me still we asked him if he wanted us to bring something for him. He said yes. We brought him a hamburger and a frosty. When we got to the Porter hospital and got to his room we noticed it was very small and odd shaped. He had a window but in the wrong place or the room was just in the worst place. It looked like a bad shaped L and had no flow to it. I asked Trevan on how he was doing and he said tired and in pain. I said you just been through a lot and it will take a while to heal. Then we gave him is food and let him eat while we also talked to the nurses that were taking care of him there. We also ask that if there was a way for a cot to be put in there so I could stay with him some of the times. They said yes that they will get one in the room the next time I come up to see him. I said thanks. They also had a bed alarm on his bed and his wheel chair that he was using. I am happy that they had that on there but the moment that he got up to use the urinal that the alarm went off. And he didn’t feel comfortable with them always coming in and him not able to potty when he wanted too. When he is in the bed but keep it on when he is in the wheel chair because he could not remember to lock his brakes before he transferred form the wheel >chair to bed or just getting up to stand.

October 6th 2011
Trevan calls him mom to get my number to be able to call me. He talked to her for a while and he also asked if we were coming to see him, and also asked if we knew where he was. His mom said yes she knew and asked him if he remembered that we were the other night. He said no and also said that we weren’t there to see him. Which we were there but he just didn’t remember that we were all there his son and daughter me and his mom. He forgot the entire evening and event that we even were there to see him the night before. His mom said to him that we were all coming to see you again tonight so we will see you later. The same day I went to take our van to get the oil changed in it and found out that there was a clucking sound and they told me that it was not safe for me to keep driving it. They said about a week or two would be all I should drive it. I called my dad and asked if he knew any one that I could take my van to get an idea on how much it would cast to get it fixed. This was all the same day that I was going to see Trevan at the hospital. They didn’t want me to drive it anymore until it was fixed. So Beverly had to take me back and forth to and from the hospital for a while. After Beverly got off work we all got in to the car and drove up to the hospital. We asked the nurses if there was any way for Trevan to watch movies other than watching TV all the time. They said yes and told us there is a TV, VCR that is on a cart that can go into their room to watch movies and only VHS tapes only no DVD’S. So mom went into the lunchroom and looked at all the movies and wrote down all the ones that Trevan would be interested in watching. After she was done she brought the list to Trevan to see and to know that he had choices. Then we went home and told Trevan that we will see him later the next day. Then said our good-byes.

October 7th 2011
There was a lot of thing going on this day that I don’t want to go through again. I had to take my van to a place that my sister in law told me about. I made my appointment with them the day before and they wanted me to bring it back today and get it fixed. They even said that it was not safe at all. I left it with them to fix it in the morning. Then I came back home and had more things to do. I had to run around back and forth using my mother in laws car which was ok she was taking care of my daughter and my niece so I got thing done and I was able to relax a little bit. We all went to see Trevan that evening. We had to go and pick up my van after we picked up dinner. Then we left to see Trevan. When we got there into Trevan’s room he looked really tired and in a bit of pain. We got an extra hamburger so we gave it to him so he could eat it. Of course he at it all up. I changed the channel and found shreck the movie and we all watched that with Trevan. The nurse cam in to see how he was doing. He said that he needed more pain medicine, also needed to have his depends changed. The kids and grandma left outside the room while he was getting changed. After he got settled again the kids came back in and they were getting rowdy so I ask Beverly to take the kids home. They gave their daddy a kiss and left. That night I stayed with him and he kept on asking if the nurse had given him his pain medicine. I told him yes that they did give you your medicine. I asked him if even remembered it and he said no. He asked me 4 other times to while I was there. When it was time for him to have another dose of medicine I said to use the call button that is what it is there for instead of me always running in and out of his room to let the nurses know that he needed more medicine. I stayed with him all night it was very hard for me to hear. When Trevan would fall to sleep he would start dreaming and breathing heavy then wake up crying and then fell back to sleep. It would go on about 5 times at night. I think it was nightmares and when he wakes up he would not remember any of it.

October 8th 2011
The nurses were coming into see how Trevan was doing. He had his breakfast and pain medicine. After breakfast the therapist came in to take him to do some therapy stuff. He worked on the ramp with wheel chair going up and down with keeping control with his feet. The first round was 35 minutes. Then comes back and rests for a half-hour and goes again for 30 minutes. Then he came back and rested and had lunch. Then he went with another therapist and goes and has a shower, but after a while he came back. The nurses told me when they came back with Trevan that the cut on the inside of the right leg came open while they were helping him with his shower. He lost a little bit of blood but it hurt him quite a bit. So two nurses came back. One was pushing him and the other on putting pressure on the wound. When he was back in the room he looked like a ghost, and looked very tired. Then his nurse came in to put a different kind of bandage on his leg. By the end of the day he had color back in his face and was doing better. That day and evening he didn’t know that I was staying with him. I was with him at the hospital since Friday night, to Sunday evening. I will be going home on Sunday night.

October 9th 2011
The nurses and doctors decided not to have therapy because Trevan gave them a scare. So they just let him rest and let the wound heal some more before he did any more. I watched him sleep and he has the bad dreams again all day, and all night. I woke up every time he had the dreams. I counted how many times he would wake up and go to sleep again. It was hard to hear too. When he did wake up I would ask if he remembered any of it. He would say No. I did let the nurses know what was going on with Trevan and also asked him to keep an eye out and check on him. I also asked them to keep a record of it too. I left the evening so I could take care of my kids the next day. My mother in law had to work and had to keep Sarah with me. I said my good-byes. I asked the nurses to keep me in formed on how he did through the night.

October 10th 2011
Trevan told me that he had therapy and that he was in some pain. He was up in the wheel chair and bed. He was learning how to put socks and underwear, shorts and shirt on by him self with out help and doing it all by with one hand. He did OK is what he said. It is hard for him to remember which arm to do in first. The nurses said try to remember left first than over the head than right arm. Then put your glasses on so you can see. He said he would try to remember. Then I went home. He also saw the doctor and asked for Ibuprofen.

October 11th 2011
I got to the hospital to see Trevan about 7ish. He looked tire but also happy to see me. He said to me when I can in “I was wondering when you were going to be here” I said I had to take care of the kids first. In the morning he did therapy then he has lunch and after he had lunch he did some more activities he had u ride outside and played scrabble to get his mind working on thinking. That is what he did during the day when I was not there to see him during the day Trevan had therapy and looked somewhat tired when I got there, he was also in his wheel chair. He ate all the tacos that his mom got for him. After we got done eating he was in a lot of pain. He asked for more pain medicine and he could not get any more ibuprofen. So they gave him percocet for the pain. All we did while I was there with him we talked and watched TV together. Was late when I left to go home and care for my kids.

October 12th 2011
I went to see Trevan about 7ish again. He did a lot of thing in the morning it was all written down so I knew what he did. Which he was to do every day for his memory issues that he has. He had breakfast then he had PT. He did exercises with his legs. ST. tested him it scored 20 out of 25 on the cognitive tests. Then he did some transferring using one leg, 2-½ lbs. on the other leg (right leg all weight and partial weight on the left.) After lunch he did the walker, wheel chair, shower, teeth and hair. All of this info that I keep getting is what he writes down for his memory reminder. I took a look at him and asked him how he is doing, He said he is in a bit of pain. A lot of pain was mainly in the arm. He asked for some pain medicine and he started to fall to sleep. So I told him that I would head home and take care of the kids. He said to tell them that he loves them. I said ok.

October 13th 2011
Just reading his report that he wrote. He did getting in to his wheel chair to go to the toilet, Independence Square and weight. That was his activities during the day and he also had another stitch pop and his leg started bleeding again. That is what he told me. It is covered with gaze. I was happy that they did put that on there to protect it better. He has been sleeping better. They aren’t using the walker with the plate form because of his bad left arm. He is balancing so much better on his right leg which I am very proud of him. I noticed while I was there he didn’t remember that he had his pain medicine which they did give it to him. But they could not give him any more until 9:15 PM. And it was about 8:20 PM when he asked for more pain medicine.

October 14th 2011
Trevan woke up around 5:45 am having pain in his arm and needed to be changed. Found out that Dr. Bess has not released him from putting more weight on his left leg. It will be 30% weight for a while. At a little bit after 9 this morning went for a wheel chair walk. He sat in the wheel chair and used his right foot to move him forward and his right hand also help him to move forward in the direction that he needs to go. He went around the hallway twice. Then after he did that he came back to his room, so after that another person came in and took him down to the shower. Both of us were in the shower room with the nurse getting him ready and helping him stand only on one leg. He could not put much weight on the left leg. After every thing was off the therapist helped him sit on the shower/ tub chair. We both helped him get cleaned up, but we made sure he did most of the cleaning up. He did well at listening to me and stayed seated until we needed him to stand to pull up his pants. He only used his right leg to stand on and his right arm to pull up. I told him if he comes home he is going to have to listen and wait until I can come and help him. I didn’t want him to fall again and end up in the hospital again. After the shower we went back to his room to rest for a few minutes. Then he went to do more moving therapy. He did hopping on the right leg and using the parallel bars with the right arm to and from the wheel chair. Then he did some bumping up and down on the stairs. They would not do any more of them for a while because it tired him out so much. We did not know when he would be able to come home yet. We were going to have someone come by to take a look at the house and see if he can come home. Right now it is set for wed. But it is not set in stone. I am planning to stay the night again and leave about 8:15 am to watch my daughter. Then I will be back to stay with him again that evening.

October 15th 2011
This is what Trevan did for the day, leg/ hip exercises, control wheelchair up and down ramp. ST- did memory strategies, put a picture with info, and writing down notes. OT- watched him do his brushing his teeth, getting dressed, independence square (cashier, shop, and sandwich) memory. That is what he did and also found out he has a urine infection. He slept a little bit, was up having to go to the potty all night, had to remind him mot to put any weight on his left leg. He said that he was not but I doubt it. I was watching him. After he was done he was always putting weight on the left leg every time he pushed his butt back in the bed. I am very worried about that. I did tell the nurses to keep an eye on him that he was having issues with him having to pee all the time. Since he had the infection. They said that they would keep watch and see how he does through the night.

October 16th 2011
Trevan had a bad day at remembering this day. I just don’t remember what he forgot because I was also very tired this day also.

October 17th 2011
We brought Trevan home to do the home inspection so we could find out what we all needed to do and what to get for the house, so Trevan can come home. We didn’t want him to get injured any more than what he is now. When we got to the house the two nurses had to lift him and the wheel chair up the stairs since we didn’t have the ramp up quite yet. We did tell them it would be up once we know what day we could get help. While Trevan was still sitting in the wheel chair he had to use the restroom. He did try to get in the restroom which he did do just fine, but when he was ready to get back out and into the wheel chair he almost fell in to the wheel. So they deiced not to have him use the small bathroom.

Am an 18 years girl from Ghana who wants to study but due to financial difficulties my dreams will be shattered.Please,God bless anyone who makes my dream a reality.my number is 00233244820073,anyone who is willing to offer me help may call my number.
THANK YOU,GOD BLESS YOU.

I've never done this before and I don't know if I'll get any help but I have to try!Back in June of this year,I was injured in an ATV rollover accident!I shattered my collarbone.I'm unable to work.I have been able to keep myself afloat so far but the healing is taking longer than I expected!Now,I'm 2 months behind on my rent and 3 months behind on my computer payments!My rent is $250 a month and my computer payments are $122 a month.If anyone could help me I be so greatful!I feel terrible having to resort to begging online or otherwise but I really need help!I just a second surgery on the 1st of november!I've always been there to help other people but I've always found terribly hard to ask for help when I needed it.I've always had other options.But now I don't have any options!I hope that the one time I need help someone will help me now that I need it!

I am a student who dreams of a really good education so that I can earn a degree that will allow me to serve and help others with it, but doesn't see a way of affording such a dream. 

I went to a local community college since it was cheaper and now have my AA degree. Now all I want is for a chance to further my education, but I am afraid it will cost way more money than I have or am able to earn.

I had to take off this fall semester to help earn some money, but this will do little help. I can't spare much of my money because of this so I can't afford a car and I have to live with my parents and burden them with my needs. Time is short for me to gain more money so that I can pay for college this spring semester.

I am the first of my dad's side of the family to have ever attended college and one of the few to have a high school diploma. I want to make my family proud by going farther than they did in education.

My parents are much older than normally parents are for a young adult such as me, so they need to save as much as they can for a soon coming retirement. With their advanced age also comes health problems.  My mom has type two diabetes and my dad has severe joint problems and arthritis. These joint issues have forced him to undergo within the last two years a pricy hip replacement surgery and a knee surgery just so he can walk without being in severe pain and so he can continue working. The knee surgery will only temporarily help his knee, and so soon he will need his entire knee replaced as well. With these medical expenses and retirement for both of them in about 5 to 10 years, there's little money left for them to send a daughter off to a university.

I am very ambitious in wanting to someday earn a graduate degree when it is possible, but right now I have to be focused on somehow finding a way to pay for a Bachelors degree. 

I refuse to give up my dream of going to a good university just yet, and have came here to beg anyone that reads this to please donate money to me so I can go to college. I was lucky enough to get into this university so please help me so that my dream of going there won't be shattered. I want to earn my degree that will allow me to work in the social service field so that I can help others someday.

I come begging now because I know I will have to beg later on down the road for even more money if I don't get help now to prevent me from taking out big student loans with their interest rates. I welcome any amount you wish to donate. Thank you for taking the time to read this and for your donations. 

Hello, my family and I are in desperate need of financial assistance. We have been going through a storm of rain these past couple of months. I've always heard the saying when it rains it pours, but never ever thought it could get this bad or continue on this long.It started with my husband having a tumor in his throat, the next week I was told I was over paid financial aid and had to pay back a very substantial amount of money. Week after that our daughter shattered her elbow, I stepped on a nail and had to go to the ER, following week on a trip to a Dr.s appointment out of town our vehicle broke down nearly 200 miles away, had to have it towed at 4 dollars per mile. And they charged us an arm and a leg for a simple simple repair. My husband never got to his appointment. Medical expenses are just breaking us this year, we do not have medicaid and everytime we see a dr we have to pay a copayment that is ridiculous. Especially ER and specialist visits. Our bank account was also hacked into by someone who had our checking account number, so our account was locked. During that time several checks that had been sent out to pay bills came back NSF. So things keep adding up and adding up. 2 weeks ago I was diagnosed with an ectopic pregnancy, which was a complete shock because my tubes are tied! The medical care for this treatment is very expensive. It just seems as soon as we catch up or get paid, everything is gone plus we are still in the negative. We just cant catch a break. We are extremely faithful people...but at the moment I just can't seem to understand why this keeps happening? Why can't we catch a break. These are only the major things that have been happening...there are so many in betweens. Now we are about 1500 to 2000 dollars behind. This all started in June and every month we say to ourselves it will be better next month and so on and so on. Well, so far it seems as if we are on a downward spiral. We are always the couple who people can come to for help, the couple who seeks out those in need and offers our help. Whether it be financial or spiritual or just a helping hand. And now, we are going through the roughest times we have ever had to endure, and unfortunately we have no one to help us in this time of hardship. We are grateful for all that we have and know that we are beyond blessed, sadly though you cannot feed and house a family when you have absolutely no money. I know that things could be worse. We just need a little help getting back on our feet. Just to catch up. Once we can catch up we will be back in business and will definitely pay it forward. Sorry for the long vent, and I am so ashamed of having to post this on here. There is just no other options, we have exhausted everything we have. If there is any possible way you may be able to help us, we would appreciate it beyond measure. Thank you for your time.

Hi My name is Tiffany Im 31 yrs old and a single mother of 5 children I graduated from unitek college from the Pharmacy Technician Program with Dreams of furtheruing my education in Nuclear Pharmacy (chemo drugs)I was working in a kaiser pharmacy when my dreams were shattered at the young age of 24 I was diagnosed with kidney failure. My youngest child was a baby and my oldest was 6 at the time.I have had a long and painful 7 yrs on dialysis and almost 2yrs ago again I was hit with another catastrophe.I was diagnosed with a rare and deadly disease that 1 percent of dialysis patients get called calciphylaxis .This disease is so rare that some physicians aren't aware of it or even how to treat it. I've spent months in the hospital including a 2 month stay,several surgeries, and hyperbaric oxygen therapy. My doctors have told me that there is an 80 percent chance of death in the first 5 years of diagnosis.I want to be the 20 percent that survives! My children need me I'm all they have.My chances of survival may increase if I can get treated at Mayo Clinic they specialize in calciphylaxis treatment and in a specefic experimental surgery. please help me to raise money for my travel and treatment to mayo clinic in arizona they are among the best for treating kidney and CUA problems! Thank you for motre info please check out tiffanysjourney.yolasite.com

On Oct. 17th I was in a near fatel auomobile wreck. The person driving lost control of the casr and broad sided a oak tree.I died three times- once at Peidmont Regional Hospital- they were going let me die and a doctor ordered a medi Vac helicopter wher I passed away again. They brought me back. Again I died at Babtist regional Hospital. I was in coma for six weeks. After that I was in the ICU for two months. The doctors told my family I would be bed ridden the rest of my life if I lived. Through lots of payer, good doctors and months of hard work- I can walk and talk. I am very fourtunate. It has been eight long months. I have depleted all my savings. In fact I am over six hundred thousnd dollars in debit. The bank wants my house, I have been struggling to keep the lights on. Also I am on my thrid month with no hot water.But I am alive and very grateful.I can not work- my doctor wants me take a year off and concentrate on getting my health back.I don't know what to do. I am scared to death I am going to 53 years old and living under a bridge and half crippled. The left side body is shot. I broke my neck in three places and shattered my left shouder in in four differant places- broke 12 ribs and punctured both lungs.I was in a coma for six weeks and in ICU for two months. I have never asked anyone for anything.I have having horible bouts with depression.Something I have neve experianced- I have always been active and healthy.I don't know what the future holds for me. Don't have any idea what to do, I feel so hopeless. If you see a way to relive my situation I would forever grateful. Asking for help is very unconfortable,awkward and embarrising. I am sorry for any misspellings - typing is very painful and difficult. I am doing the best I can.Thanks for your time Keith

On Oct. 17th I was in a near fatel auomobile wreck. The person driving lost control of the casr and broad sided a oak tree.I died three times- once at Peidmont Regional Hospital- they were going let me die and a doctor ordered a medi Vac helicopter wher I passed away again. They brought me back. Again I died at Babtist regional Hospital. I was in coma for six weeks. After that I was in the ICU for two months. The doctors told my family I would be bed ridden the rest of my life if I lived. Through lots of payer, good doctors and months of hard work- I can walk and talk. I am very fourtunate. It has been eight long months. I have depleted all my savings. In fact I am over six hundred thousnd dollars in debit. The bank wants my house, I have been struggling to keep the lights on. Also I am on my thrid month with no hot water.But I am alive and very grateful.I can not work- my doctor wants me take a year off and concentrate on getting my health back.I don't know what to do. I am scared to death I am going to 53 years old and living under a bridge and half crippled. The left side body is shot. I broke my neck in three places and shattered my left shouder in in four differant places- broke 12 ribs and punctured both lungs.I was in a coma for six weeks and in ICU for two months. I have never asked anyone for anything.I have having horible bouts with depression.Something I have neve experianced- I have always been active and healthy.I don't know what the future holds for me. Don't have any idea what to do, I feel so hopeless. If you see a way to relive my situation I would forever grateful. Asking for help is very unconfortable,awkward and embarrising. I am sorry for any misspellings - typing is very painful and difficult. I am doing the best I can.Thanks for your time Keith

Hello,
I experienced a stroke in Nov. that left me unable to write and problem solve. 4 weeks later was hit by another car going 65 mph. Broke left arrm and shattered elbow. Fractured lower spine. Left me unable to work my job. I have lost my income and health insurance. Government will not help me. System is failing me. I am divorced and family not able to help. Rent is past dew and cant afford Meds and Dr Bills. I am Juvenile diabetic(type 1) and must have insulin. I am still 2 months away from injury recovery.
God bless Please help.

i was the good son, i never smoked or drank or did drugs or ran around with women. when my parents were too ill to care for themselves, i didnt run out on them. for almost 25 years i cared for their every need. dad had diabetes,heart disease,high blood pressure. mom had emphysema,heart disease,edema and was legally blind. my father died in 2003 he just died on the dialysis machine. leaving me and mom to survive on one social security check of $1035. our home was sold to a gangbenger landlord who threatened to throw my mother out if she didn't pay $1400 rent. my mother died on march 8 2009 leaving me here. if your asking why have i not tried to get a job, i have been trying,but there are just no jobs. if no one helps me i will freeze to death on a park bench. no neighbor will take me in,all shelters are filled, no recruiter will take a chance and hire me, and i cant get food stamps or welfare because of the few dollars my mother left behind for me. if no one helps me my life will come to an end. i'm not a lazy person! my parents were a 24/7 job. cooking,cleaning,washing,scrubbing the bathroom with my bare hands until it shined. talking with doctors, and arguing with Medicare over medicine that my mother needed to breath. running errands all over our neighborhood,arguing with the druggist over prices,shopping for groceries. i did it all for my parents. i never asked anything in return. i was happy with just a warm bed to sleep in,clothes on my back,and 3 square meals. now i live in fear of my landlord, what will he do to me when i cant pay the rent? i go to bed hungry because i cant afford to buy food, i starve eating one meal a day,so that i can pay rent. my life has been shattered to pieces,and if no one helps me it will come to an end. Please, if you have any mercy in you,sent me what you can afford to give

Hello,
my name is Reina. i need help getting braces. i was 9 when my teeth started to grow in on top of themselves. my family couldn't afford to get me braces. since then i have had to deal with nasty remarks about how ugly and gross my teeth look which really have shattered my confidence. i have missed out on a lot of things because i couldn't bare to bring attention to my teeth. i missed yearbook pictures, my own wedding pictures, and i always opt out of anything to do with smiling. i have tried recently to enter a study but couldn't afford the startup cost. since i am adult now treatment is quite expensive they quoted me at $8000.
anything is helpful since all my resources go to my education at my local community college.

Well, I know that times are hard for everyone. I know that I am especially no exception to that. Everyone needs help, the economy isn't the same. People need work, and people need a helping hand. Well, I have nowhere else to turn. I have no one else to depend on. The world can feel like a pretty scary place; when you look around and realize your all alone. In this moment one of my darkest hours, I am thankful to at least have one friend.

Though they cant help me financially, I now have a roof over my head. For that I am truly thank full. But, it has been a hard and rocky road. It all started over a year ago. I was living in New Jersey I thought I had my life planned out. I thought I would marry, finish school, and have children.

Then one day I came home and found my reality turn upside down. The man I thought I knew so well, wasn't who I thought he was. He stole everything. I had nothing. My family is small and they don't have financial backing to help me. Which is like a lot of American people now. But, my mother did have a place. It needed a lot of work, but it gave me a place to go.

I moved out of state and moved into her vacation home. Which now is on the verge of her losing due to her increasing financial situation. But, I went down to try and fix the place up and get back on my feet. Within a couple months of being there, I thought I meet a very caring person. No they didn't offer me money, but they offered me work.

I thought this person was truly amazing. He would buy my gifts and make me feel like I had a chance at a new start. We worked together for several months, before I realized there was something wrong with the facade that they had showed me. The problem was though that person's facade was built up also by their family. This made the story of how great they were more believable. I believed I was over reacting that I was being prejudging because of my past situation.

But, I should have trusted my gut instinct. I should have realized that my instinct should always be listened to. By the time I realized there was something wrong and this person was not who I thought they were, it was already to late. I decided one evening in July of last year to end things with this person.

I never thought for one moment, I would have to worry about anything. I was under a false assumption that we would end things and go our separate ways. But, I was truly wrong. Very wrong. That night I tried my hardest to end things. But, things went very wrong. They became angry, threatening, and even violent. They destroyed the property and also shattered my trust.

Two thousand dollars in damage was done to the property, but the personal damage done to me is beyond financial consideration. When the police showed up at my home, I showed them (what that did not see obviously with the outside damage they saw when I showed them the damage inside the property) the damage and explained what happen.

When this person was arrested, and the state was going to prosecute I truly thought I would be safe. I again was truly wrong. For months after he harassed me, calling, showing up all hours of the night, and showing up where ever I was.

Yes I took action. I filed with a domestic violence order of protection. I assumed that within him being served the papers this would all finally be behind me. But it wasn't. I was granted the order of protection and assumed I could be safe. But when he called and then the next day showed back up on my property I realized I needed to call the police.

I felt he truly believed with time, I would look past what he had done to me. That I would forgive him and take him back, but I don't believe anyone especially a women deserves to be brutalized physically. I knew in my own mind, I would never take him back. It wasn't until I called the police on him did he too realize I wouldn't. When they went to arrest him for breaking the order of protection, he become angry.

I assume he wanted revenge. Because within a week of him suppose to be arrested, the police showed up at my home. They had a warrant to check the property for stolen goods. I explained to them that I have never been in trouble with the law nor would I have a problem with them coming into the home.

Little did I realize, the gifts that I found so flattering just 3-6 months before were stolen. He was obviously a much darker person than I had originally realized. I have to assume it was him, because all they took from the home were the gifts he had given me. I was charged with possession of stolen goods. It wasn't until all this had happen, that I decided to research who he was.

I fond out he had a dark past that I was not aware of. He had been in prison for over ten years. He had abused another women, damaged her property, and also had kidnapping charges, and robbery charges. I decided to write an article about my own experience to help prevent others from going through what I did. But for the next month or so I felt isolated and alone.

I knew no one in the state, for I was not from there. I went there looking for a chance to rebuild my life and found it more shattered than it had originally been. When my brother decided he needed a change for his son (he is a single parent) and wanted to move to Connecticut he asked if I wanted to leave the state and go with him to try in Connecticut. I felt I had nothing more to lose at this point and since I had nothing there I decided to go with him.

When I moved to Connecticut, I found a job and started to save money for what I knew there would be many trips down to the state I had left to fight for my innocence. But, unfortunately I lost the job within a month of being here. My brother had by then found work finally. But, when he realized I didn't have work, he decided I had to go. So I was kicked out of my place and left with nothing.

Thankfully for my friend I was fortunate enough to be able to stay there. The problem now lies with my situation I am currently in. I have been given a public defender, who this whole time I have only spoke with maybe three times in the last 8 months. She has done nothing to help me and supposedly is defending me, but the sad part is she doesn't even know my side of the story.

Every time I called she was/ is never available. When I explained to her( or I should say her assistant) I had just been kicked out and had no money or place to go, and that I desperately needed to change the court date she said that wouldn't be a problem and she would take care of it. It wasn't until two days later (now able to stay with a friend), I was able to use a phone and call her.

Come to find out she didn't even try to represent me. I was given a bench warrant untop of my other charge. I feel now I am truly alone, and more so scarred. I don't know what else to do. I don't even know if anyone will even take the time to hear my story. I know that there are so many shady people out there it's hard to know who is being honest and who is just trying to use other people. I can understand.

I feel my trust has been shattered beyond repair. I feel lost and completely alone. The worse part is I have done the research, it will take 8,000 dollars for a lawyer to represent me and remove the bench warrant to give me the opportunity to show that I am innocent. I ask myself how can I possible do that? I have nothing. Now I have no family, no friends, nothing. Well, I can't say no friends, for I do have one who might not have anything to give.. But they did give me a roof over my head.

That is more than anyone has give the past year or so. I just didn't know where else to turn. So, I decided I would share my story. Just maybe some people will read it. If enough people read it and help with just a dollar, ten dollars, 20 dollars, who knows it could add up and help me. I do want to work, but I am scarred. I know if I work they will find me. I will have then no chance to fight for my innocence. They wont even want to hear my side.

I don't think they will believe that I truly just didn't have money to get down and be at my court date. I would have been, but I didn't expect to get kicked out or that everything would end up where it is now. I don't know if anyone will help. Or if they will just say its my own problem and move on. But, if I don't ask.. If I don't say anything.. How would I ever truly know. Yes you have all right say no. That it isn't your problem. Or that I need to grow up and handle my own business.

But, I believe in hope. Who knows maybe some people will say they have a couple dollars to give. Maybe some people will have some advice to share. I believe in hope, I wont allow myself any longer to drown in the sea of nos. Just maybe you will be the one to say yes and help me. I'm just thankful for whoever reads this post, for taking the time to hear my side. I guess that is all I can really ask for. Thank you everyone for your time.



Desperate

If you had told me two years ago that by April 2010 I'd be reduced to asking strangers for financial help, I would have said you were crazy! But, at any rate, here it goes...
My story begins on 1/08, but first let me give you a little background.
I was married in 1997 and had my only child in 1998. I didn't really need to work but when my son was 2 years old I got a part time job mostly for my own sanity.
In 2003 we divorced but I was able to get a great job through a friend. Things were looking up for my son and I as I was able to keep a roof over our heads and food on the table. If you are wondering about childsupport, yeah, I am suppose to recieve 200 per month but I actually only recieve it about every 6 months after the county attorney threatens jail time.
As I worked I went to school part time to earn an associates degree in accounting and in 2006 I was promoted from my administrative assistant position to purchasing coordinator. In 2007 I went BACK to school to work on my BA. I had dreams of being the Controller for the company I worked for but on 1/10/08 those dreams were shattered. It was at 5pm on Thursday, I was wrapping up to go home when my manager asked to see me in her office. I had no idea that anything was wrong but with tears in her eyes she told me that she had to let me go. I didn't think I heard her right so I asked her to repeat what she said... I heard her right. She explained that they had to consolidate the department and I was the last one in the position. She said she had desperately talked with other managers to find another position for me even if it was back at entry level but she had had no luck.
I think that after I left that day and until Monday I was just in complete SHOCK!
I knew I was about to recieve my last pay check so for insurance purposes I sign up for unemployment benefits first thing Monday morning. I thought I would just sign up incase I wasn't able to find a job right away. Little did I know how true that would be.
I didnt get my first check until the end of April and by that time all of what little I had saved was gone and I was getting behind on my bills. I pawned everything that the pawn shop would take.
By 2009, I was at the end of my rope. I hadn't had a single interview in months and although I was getting EXTENDED unemployment benefits through the Federal Government there would be 4-5 weeks inbetween the extensions that I was without a dime.
In July of the same year, with no sign of relief in sight I sold everything I could and we moved back in with my parents.
The problem with this is that my dad is a violent alcoholic. Since we moved in my son has watched as my dad has hit me with anything he has at arms reach and sometimes even with his fists. He has had to listen as my dad calls me worthless, loser, low life, scum, and anything else you can imagine. My dad isn't AS mean to my son because he knows I'd kill him if he ever laid a finger on him.But it hurts my son to watch me get upset when I'm hit.
The ending of the story is near, I promise...
I recieved my last extended benefits check the first week of April. I signed up to have help with housing because I cant put my son through this anymore. We'll live under a bridge before I let him see my dad hit me one more time.
I'll continue to look for more work but in the mean time May is right around the corner which means my car payment is due again my insurance is due again, and countless other bills but my main priority is to get out of this house.
I hate having to ask but is anyone out there can help me financially? When I moved in with my parents I sold most everything so now I don't even have a couch or bed for another place.

Please help us in anyway that you can.

Sincerely,
Donna
bloodbought@myemail.com