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I am confident, responsible young woman from Poland. I am a hard working and ambitious, stubbornly strive to end. But there are things that I will never overcome ... political system, unemployment, legal and economic conditions.
Books of Brian Tracy and Robert Kyiosaki won't help me , no seminars or personal trainer. I want to fulfill my dreams, I want to have the possibility to study, travel, and in the future, I want to live in my dream home.

At the moment i'm unemployed and I realy need your financial help to pay my bils and fulfill my dreams.

I have a precise plan. I know it may take some time but I am prepared for this.

I am confident, responsible young woman from Poland. I am a hard working and ambitious, stubbornly strive to end. But there are things that I will never overcome ... political system, unemployment, legal and economic conditions.
Books of Brian Tracy and Robert Kyiosaki won't help me , no seminars or personal trainer. I want to fulfill my dreams, I want to have the possibility to study, travel, and in the future, I want to live in my dream home.

At the moment i'm unemployed and I realy need your financial help to pay my bils and fulfill my dreams.

I have a precise plan. I know it may take some time but I am prepared for this.

“The size of your success is measured by the strength of your desire; the size of your dream; and how you handle disappointment along the way.”
---Robert Kiyosaki---

Hello one and all,

As some of you may know and for those that dont i am completely passionate about swimming...in any water at any time any where and with as many people as i can, and i am equally passionate about encouraging others to do the same. I have thoroughly enjoyed coaching each and every person that i have come across that has asked for it (and some that haven't), whether that is for an event, a race, fitness, mental health what ever the reason, i have endeavored to create a safe environment were all feel safe, achieve, surpass that achievement and go on to develop a deep passion for swimming. I have met some incredible people along the way, who's reasons for wanting to enter or re-enter the water have left me breathless at times.
I would now like to turn that passion into something more, the group is expanding which i am overjoyed with, people are progressing, requests are coming in for me to help more and more people and each and everyone of them will get my undivided attention.

But i want to turn my passion into a qualification and therefore what to formalise what i am doing and 'be qualified' so we can get more and more people into the open water, the pool and into swimming in general. I also wish to apply for funding to the group so we can get training aids, wetsuits etc so the cost of starting in open water or any other type of swimming is not so great for people, i have been informed that if i am qualified and formalise the group we can apply and will certainly get funding for equipment. I want to make it a truly inclusive hobby or sport for people of all ages, abilities and disciplines. This last year has shown me how passionate i am about helping people reach their goals and i want to continue to do so.

But right now i need your help, as some of you know, i got made redundant (believe me i was not pleased about it) and money is not the easiest thing for me to find, swim courses are not held on a roll on roll off basis, there is a course coming up in March, but applications have to be in by the 6th of Feb, so essentially i have until the 5th to raise the money. My plan for the immediate and long term future is to get myself qualified then to raise money through sponsorship and any other means i can to get others qualified so that each an every one of us that wants to can get not only a qualification but a career in swimming, so we can keep the bug that is inside all of us alive and kicking. I also plan to extend this to other groups so they can be formalised and each of us do the same in our respective locations. There are no formal qualifications other than triathlon ones to teach open water swimming...as a trainer i will be looking to write a course for others to qualify in, we all work hard at our hobby, but i feel we could really expand what we do and really open it up to the masses. You know how passionate i am but also how proud so i do not ask lightly, your generosity would be appreciated, even if its just a penny...look down the back of the sofa....!!! I know times are hard for one and all so that is why i will understand if you can not help..if you can you know it will be money not wasted. For each an every one of that gets qualified a new swim adventure starts, we will be a team and who knows in the future we might be recognised for the impact we have on swimming and those who want to swim! How do you donate....via paypal as i think that is the safest way!!! If you can think of any other way i can raise the money ......let me know!!

My paypal address is pauline_squire@sky.com

Anything no matter how large or small would be eternally grateful. It goes without saying, my progress, the swims, the fun the laughter and the future will all be blogged about ...so there will be plenty for you to read about too xxxx

I am in need of a service dog. I do not have the finances to obtain one for my needs. The cost of training is $10,000 for medical alert, anyone whom would like to help me in getting one through a private trainer would be appreciated.

I never thought I would be on a site asking for money, but I've learned to never say never. I don't have a tragic story to tell, I simply need money to pay off some debts and get started with my life. I have wasted enough of it already. Most of my debt is from unpaid hospital bills back when I didn't have any health insurance. All in all I owe about $5000.00. I moved home to save money, but I feel like every time I take one step in the right direction I get knocked at least ten steps back. My father lost his job so now I am helping him out instead of saving. I have no problem helping my family because they would do the same for me, however I am constantly playing catch up. I feel as if my plans and dreams are getting farther and farther away. I want to go back to school and become a nurse, but my credit isn't good enough to get a student loan. I have decided to join the Peace Corps. I want to travel and as cheesy as it sounds I want to do something meaningful with my life. In order to do that I need to get healthy and fit, as well as pay off debt and help my family. I have always had issues with my weight and I don't want to go to another country to help as the typical "Fat American". I found a personal trainer and a financial adviser and feel they are necessary in making these changes. I appreciate any help at all and if you've made it this far into my rambling, I thank you.Donations are accepted via paypal. Please click on the donate button below.

I am a fighter. My story is a long one with many trials and tribulations; perhaps not much different or worse than others, I am not sure. My name is Elizabeth Newton and I live in Loveland, Colorado; the Sweetheart City and Gateway to the Rockies. I was raised by both parents in a middle class environment. I am the oldest of four, in which, three are brothers. I was a creative child who staged puppet shows and created clubs in our neighborhood. I am not sure if you remember the fuzzy sticky feet, but I made my own with left over pieces of carpet and sold them to my friends.
Moving on, I really struggled in school and got into a lot trouble. I was reckless, promiscuous, used drugs and alcohol and was dangerous. To keep it short, I dropped out in my junior year. When I reflect on those years, I remember some of what I did but mostly I forgot. I guess I felt as though I was being pulled by the strings of a puppet master whose name I now know is Bipolar.
When I turned 18 I shared an apartment with a friend. We both worked for the same nursing home and later for the Bureau of Reclamation. In was at the former job, I received my GED. I was still behaving recklessly resulting in a lot of missed work. But I was having fun being independent, partying all night but slowly losing control of my life.
I became pregnant by my boyfriend and we married several months later. My daughter is a grown woman. I then had another child four years later. Money was also a struggle. My husband wanted me to work but it did not make sense financially. I paid more for daycare then I was paid. When I found a position over the weekends, my husband refused to watch the children. That being said, I was still reckless – the mood would not go away – still a slave of the puppet master. Eventually the relationship became abusive and my husband left leaving $200 on the kitchen table. I did not have a car so I borrowed my father’s truck. I drove my father’s truck with my two small children in back to a safe house. However, it was not so safe. My husband who insulated homes, worked on the safe house. He found the truck and wrote things, I cannot mention here, on the outside of the truck. He coerced my grandmother to call me; and she did! Having to deal with these distractions kept me from focusing on me.
Good news! I was able to move into low income housing. It was a struggle to get my possessions; I took what I could. My father out of the blue wanted his truck back. My mother headed him off at the pass. I think I remember that my life settled down a bit. I enrolled in college. I loved college. In spite of this, I quit school to work from my mother at her computer store. Did I mention my parents were divorced? I am not sure it matters at this point. About six months later, the puppet master caught me and off I was again.
I had a boyfriend – I was 32 years old – and pregnant again…..This relationship was worse that the first. It included drinking, drugs, sexual and physical abuse – oh my, sigh. In the course of it all, I secured a position for one of the largest companies in Loveland. I was thrilled. I had actually come a long way. I divorced my second husband and found my own apartment.
Wow – raising three children on my own was not easy. We got by – I was able to provide what we needed. I forgot to mention I shared custody of my third child and had to pay child support. I never complained; I met my responsibility. I was performing very well at work and procured a position of a trainer. WeeHee – my new position allowed me to travel the globe. Can you imagine, me, the girl from Loveland, Colorado? During this time, I encountered a lot of problems with my ex-husband. Once, he called me at work and said he had a brain tumor. It was a joke; I did not find it funny.
I was promoted again returned to school and bought a house!!! I cannot think of the words to describe these accomplishments. I transformed from the woman driving my father’s truck to a home owner; kind of like the Home Sweet Home book. I was still partying, drinking, but not like before. The puppet master must have been on holiday. I met the man of my dreams and we married in 1998 (I think). We are still together.
The puppet master had those strings a rolling. I could and did accomplish anything. I could see what others could not. I finished school with ease and received my BA in Organization Development in 2005. What year did my story start? We bought a new home in a nice neighborhood. It is a modest home but fits us very well. I was still partying but it was not disrupting my work and home responsibilities.
CRASH! He let go – how could he let go? A woman pulled in front of us and totaled our car. I realize this does not sound traumatic, does it? I really do not know anymore. What I do know is this rocked my world. More than any other event did – and there were many. I could not recover. My performance fell down the well. I could not sleep. I drank a lot. I would even get up at night to drink because I could not sleep. The unthinkable happened. My strings let me down. I swallowed a bottle of pills. I was so afraid. I spent three days in the psychiatric hospital and two months in intensive outpatient therapy. During this time I was on short term disability. I am a fighter; I have never let my circumstances stop me. I returned to work for about two months. Nevertheless, the strings dropped again, were they ever pulled, I am not sure; I spent eight days in hospital. I was out of work again. This time when I returned to work there was no position waiting for me. I was laid off the summer of 2009. I lost it all in one short year.
Remember I am a fighter. I returned to school in July 2009 to obtain a masters degree and I graduated in early 2011. The problem? I obtained a degree and I could not use without further education. I still do not say this out loud. During this time, I landed a part time job as an instructor for students seeking their AAS Human Resources degree. I make a third of the salary I previously did. I have performed this job since April 2010. It is hard. I forget – my memory is not that good. What you have reading are the highlights of my life.
Adult children and BABIES!! Not one baby; two and a one year old. My daughter was in a bad situation in Arizona. She was pregnant with twins, had a one year old daughter, had no car and was being evicted. The dad? Let’s say there is a lot to be desired. She packed as much as she could and moved in with us. Would anyone turn a loved one away in this situation? I could not. I was still drinking. As I write this, I now realize drinking was the one constant in my life. Sad. Her pregnancy had it challenges, but I think this is common. The first snowstorm of the year, December 30th, if you can believe that for Colorado, the babies had enough; my daughter was in labor. We called 911 since the roads were bad. Several hours later we welcomed two healthy baby girls! They will be one year old soon.
New Chapter. How many do we get? My daughter and 18 year old son live with us in our modest home. We clash, how we could not. I have been telling my doctor that I am depressed, damn strings. I can’t sleep and my body hurts so badly; especially when I lay down. Oh, I forgot to mention, no drinking! I quit over a year ago. Regrettably the depression and pain are driving my every moment. I think the puppet master is on vacation. There is no hope. I have been out of work too long. We are waiting for the repo man to get our car. We are barely holding on to the house. How can everything crash so fast and so hard? I am a fighter remember. My mind is full of hopelessness. I have a note that says “Please just let me go”. I am a fighter remember. I call the crisis line. They tell me to call 911. I don’t. I go to bed. Maybe it will be better tomorrow. Not a chance. The same message is repeating over and over in my head; “please let me go”. I tell my family I am driving to the hospital. I do not want anyone to come with me. I go alone.
Hospital

Hi,

My name is Austin. I'm currently a PhD student in Political Theory. My research is primarily concerned with examining social movements and their relationships with State power. I am very involved in social, environmental, and political activism, and my research aims to be eminently practical as fuel for aiding further progress in this ever-expanding, globalized world.

Although I teach, tutor, edit student essays, and work part-time as a personal trainer my bills are still swallowing me whole (especially those pesky student loans!). If you are in a position to donate, I would be most appreciative, as any gratuity that I might receive will surely relieve some stress. Even if it's only a couple dollars, you will have my sincerest gratitude.

Feel free to contact me via email.

Thank You for Considering the Matter!

Austin

ahsmidt@gmail.com

Horrifying homeless situation in NYC. Recently homeless. I'm a highly educated middle class white person who is now in the homeless shelter system in NYC. Racism, hatred, horrifying. I have about $120 total left. I lost a front tooth and can't get a job in my old industry. I need to get out of this brutally uncompassionate city, and into a Christian community somewhere / anywhere. I have good experience on a farm/ranch – used to own one. Also a horse trainer / experienced rider. I'll work on a farm anywhere in the US for room and board, and hopefully can get day labor work via one of the illegal immigrant labor pools for cash to fix my tooth and get an automobile. All of this is due to divorce in an extremely anti-American foreign divorce court. I have 3 young girls whom I haven't been able to see in almost 2 years.

My request / beg: Please forward this to a Christian family farm / ranch owner who will take my labor in exchange for room and board. Any monetary donations are welcome...I'll use them for transportation to my new employer, and food to tide me over until I get there. I'm a serious, committed Christian, and would ideally love to be in a compassionate Christian environment for a few months. No drug, alcohol, emotional problems – ever. A very normal guy who looks like any clean normal guy from upper middle class suburbia...except for my tooth.

Is there anyone out there who will notice me, and have compassion? I can provide a solid reference from a homeless shelter. hopefulhomelesslionjudah@gmail.com

Hello! My name is Logan Bradley and I am a 19 year old college student in Southern California. It's my DREAM to travel the States in an RV with a dog while also working as a personal trainer. I'm currently saving up for my RV. I'm trying to keep the cost under $10,000. My dream RV is a Lazy Daze, any year from 1984-1990. I will be starting my personal training classes online soon. Jobs are extremely hard to come by right now, especially for 19 year old kids without much work experience. Because jobs are so rare for teens to get now, money is scarce but I save what I get. I refuse to give up on my dream! You guys can help me get there faster :) every penny counts!

I am an average American who wakes every morning, go to work, come home, and do it all over again the next day. I did well in school and never defied authority. I am your typical "good girl." I'M BORED! I want to do something that is out of the ordinary for me. I want to feel alive! I use to dance and participate in sports so, I have an athletic body. I'm tall and beautiful. However, since I work everyday I do not get a chance to workout like I use to. I know this request will probably offend some people who are struggling financial and for that, I apologize. I don't mean to be offensive. I want to grow old, look back on my life and be proud of at least one off-the-wall, crazy thing from my past! I am requesting donations so I can take a leave of absence from work, hire a personal trainer and a dietitian in order to get back in tip-top shape. I would love to compete in the Playboy Bunny's 2011 model search!

I am an average American who wakes every morning, go to work, come home, and do it all over again the next day. I did well in school and never defied authority. I am your typical "good girl." I'M BORED! I want to do something that is out of the ordinary for me. I want to feel alive! I use to dance and participate in sports so, I have an athletic body. I'm tall and beautiful. However, since I work everyday I do not get a chance to workout like I use to. I know this request will probably offend some people who are struggling financial and for that, I apologize. I don't mean to be offensive. I want to grow old, look back on my life and be proud of at least one off-the-wall, crazy thing from my past! I am requesting donations so I can take a leave of absence from work, hire a personal trainer and a dietitian in order to get back in tip-top shape. I would love to compete in the Playboy Bunny's 2011 model search!