Hello all. I am about to have my electricity disconnected. I recently took out a loan to pay rent after I lost my job and due to this, no other lenders are accepting me at the moment. I can only work from home due to a disability and I also care for a toddler at the moment. I also can not work from home if I have no internet due to no electricity. I am past due $175 and would be extremely grateful for the help. Paypal- paypal.me/dajam1999 Cash tag- $Dajam2022
Hi, I suppose this is where I tell you my story. Unfortunately it’s a long one.
When I was 14 years old I lost my paternal grandmother to cancer. We were very close. 2 years later my mother was diagnosed with terminal cancer. I need you to understand that I grew up with 2 older brothers and a very chauvinistic father. Essentially I was the one who took over cooking and cleaning.
when I was 16 I met a boy. He wasn’t a smart choice. I moved out of home. Worst decision ever. Essentially I threw my whole life down the gutter including a stint in prison.
Fast forward to 2023, I’m trying to get my life back on track. I moved back in with my terminal mother to help care for her. Im working part time but can’t get any debt due to my Debt IX agreement from meeting the wrong dude, buying the wrong house, going to prison, missing payments and him owing me $80k+ I’ll never see again. Right now I need help with my debt, my mum needs help with her terminal illness including medicinal fees and carer support and ultimately my mental health doesn’t know how much more I can take… paypal.me/ellefalkenberg
When tragedy struck an Incredibly Kind, Caring and Compassionate young man.
On Friday the 15th of September 2023 a Dear friend Ali and his uncle were severely injured in a collision. Thankfully both Ali and his uncle survived the accident, they both however sustained neck and spinal injuries and still remain hospitalised for the time being whilst receiving medical care. Unfortunately, their vehicle and their stock were a total write-off and an uninsured loss.
This young man who is a refugee, runs a small business in my community to support his young family, parents and siblings back home. Ali is now faced with major financial setbacks. The Medical bills and the loss of their vehicle which they depended on to run their business is an unfortunate and unforeseen burden to carry. These funds will be sufficient to pay for the medical bills incurred and to replace the vehicle so that they can continue providing for themselves and their families.
I knocked on Heaven’s door and God sent me an Angel in my darkest hour!
As the global lockdowns ensued, I found myself without an income and became totally dependant on my husband. As the lockdowns progressed my husband turned to alcohol and prescription drugs. I was totally unprepared for what would follow in the months to come. I watched as a man I loved sank into a darkness, fits of rage, hatred and pure malevolence that I had not imagined another human being was capable of. I was unable to process this behaviour. The more kindness and compassion I showed towards my husband, the crueller he became. Being subjected to someone you love constantly verbalising their hatred and animosity towards another race of people and his desire to inflict unspeakable acts, broke me. My spirit was crushed and I reached a point of total despair, I was unable to see a way out as I cried to God for help and saw no solution in sight.
I shutdown completely and become a shadow of myself. I gave up on God, humanity and myself. The situation reached boiling point when my husband resorted to inflicting harm on the animals. I had had enough and insisted that my husband seek professional help and leave. What transpired was a turn of events I was unprepared for. The destruction and sabotage that was inflicted on me was so unbearable that I questioned my own sanity. In a fit of rage my husband destroyed all that I owned, cut me off financially and left me destitute with animals to feed and no means to do this. Penniless and with nowhere to go as friends did not see nor experience this behaviour as I did, they faded into the background. I found myself alone, in total isolation, a broken phone with no access to the outside world, nothing left to live for. I was numb from what had transpired.
I had decided that I would end my life. I would have to get someone to take the cats and dogs first as I was not prepared to leave them to starve. I needed to get the phone repaired to contact someone to remove the animals.
I took the phone to shop to ask if it could be repaired. This young man informed me that it was not worth repairing, he took the Simcard out and placed it in another phone. He gave me a phone to use, asked me for my number and asked if he could call me later. Not knowing what to make of this, I left the shop to call someone to arrange for the animals to be removed. I was unable to reach anyone, I sat at a table and just stared into nothingness for hours.
That evening I received a call from Ali, asking me if he could come and see me. I gave him directions and 30 mins later he arrived. This young man had brought me a meal that he prepared, sat down with me and asked me how he could assist me.
I was in a state of shock. I sat across from a total stranger and all I could do was breakdown and cry. I cried for me, I cried for the whole world, I just cried until there were no more tears left to cry. This young man just remained silent, sitting there across from me and all he said to me was, “Don’t worry, Allah will take care of everything!” That night an incredible unexplainable peace came upon me that I was unable to even understand. My whole life I had felt so disconnected from everything, broken and disfigured spending my life trying to fix broken people. I had no purpose and I was searching for answers in an abyss.
This simple act of kindness from a stranger transformed my life in an instant. My life just fell into perspective, I felt connected to something I could not explain in words. My past of being violated physically, sexually and emotionally and the recent events of my experience with my husband just dissolved into nothingness and were no longer shadows haunting me. I forgave myself; I forgave my husband and everyone that needed forgiving.
I got up and fetched the firearm in the safe and gave it to him and said I don’t need this anymore.
Ali insisted that I call him if I needed anything. He has been assisting me to sell what was left in the house and help me in my preparayions for my relocation to Thailand where I can rebuild my life, volunteer, teach English in orphanages and make a difference in the world by caring. This is a dream I will realise within the following weeks after assisting Ali and his uncle to get back on their feet again after being discharged from hospital.
Ali has checked up on me daily and continuously encourages me to have faith. This young man’s kindness allowed me to set myself free, he saved my life. I am eternally grateful and am so moved by this act of kindness that I have no alternative but to share my experience and show my gratitude by caring and making it possible for them to recover from this ordeal.
This simple act of kindness has restored my faith in humanity, in myself and in God and miracles. I pray for Ali and his uncle for a full recovery, for their families that are far away and are unable to be here to assist them in their hour of need. I pray for all of us as a Global community to continually care about one another. I pray we all be love and kindness and realise that a simple act of kindness has the ability to save a life. All life is precious.
Thank you for being such Kind, Caring, Compassionate individuals who take the time to support and assist people in their hour of need.
When tragedy struck an Incredibly Kind, Caring and Compassionate young man.
On Friday the 15th of September 2023 a Dear friend Ali and his uncle were severely injured in a collision. Thankfully both Ali and his uncle survived the accident, they both however sustained neck and spinal injuries and still remain hospitalised for the time being whilst receiving medical care. Unfortunately, their vehicle and their stock were a total write-off and an uninsured loss.
This young man who is a refugee, runs a small business in my community to support his young family, parents and siblings back home. Ali is now faced with major financial setbacks. The Medical bills and the loss of their vehicle which they depended on to run their business is an unfortunate and unforeseen burden to carry.
These funds will be sufficient to pay for the medical bills incurred and to replace the vehicle so that they can continue providing for themselves and their families.
I knocked on Heaven’s door and God sent me an Angel in my darkest hour!
As the global lockdowns ensued, I found myself without an income and became totally dependant on my husband. As the lockdowns progressed my husband turned to alcohol and prescription drugs. I was totally unprepared for what would follow in the months to come. I watched as a man I loved sank into a darkness, fits of rage, hatred and pure malevolence that I had not imagined another human being was capable of.
I was unable to process this behaviour. The more kindness and compassion I showed towards my husband, the crueller he became. Being subjected to someone you love constantly verbalising their hatred and animosity towards another race of people and his desire to inflict unspeakable acts, broke me. My spirit was crushed and I reached a point of total despair, I was unable to see a way out as I cried to God for help and saw no solution in sight.
I shutdown completely and become a shadow of myself. I gave up on God, humanity and myself. The situation reached boiling point when my husband resorted to inflicting harm on the animals. I had had enough and insisted that my husband seek professional help and leave. What transpired was a turn of events I was unprepared for. The destruction and sabotage that was inflicted on me was so unbearable that I questioned my own sanity. In a fit of rage my husband destroyed all that I owned, cut me off financially and left me destitute with animals to feed and no means to do this.
Penniless and with nowhere to go as friends did not see nor experience this behaviour as I did, they faded into the background. I found myself alone, in total isolation, a broken phone with no access to the outside world, nothing left to live for. I was numb from what had transpired.
I had decided that I would end my life. I would have to get someone to take the cats and dogs first as I was not prepared to leave them to starve. I needed to get the phone repaired to contact someone to remove the animals.
I took the phone to shop to ask if it could be repaired. This young man informed me that it was not worth repairing, he took the Simcard out and placed it in another phone. He gave me a phone to use, asked me for my number and asked if he could call me later. Not knowing what to make of this, I left the shop to call someone to arrange for the animals to be removed. I was unable to reach anyone, I sat at a table and just stared into nothingness for hours.
That evening I received a call from Ali, asking me if he could come and see me. I gave him directions and 30 mins later he arrived.
This young man had brought me a meal that he prepared, sat down with me and asked me how he could assist me.
I was in a state of shock. I sat across from a total stranger and all I could do was breakdown and cry. I cried for me, I cried for the whole world, I just cried until there were no more tears left to cry. This young man just remained silent, sitting there across from me and all he said to me was, “Don’t worry, Allah will take care of everything!”
That night an incredible unexplainable peace came upon me that I was unable to even understand. My whole life I had felt so disconnected from everything, broken and disfigured spending my life trying to fix broken people. I had no purpose and I was searching for answers in an abyss.
This simple act of kindness from a stranger transformed my life in an instant. My life just fell into perspective, I felt connected to something I could not explain in words. My past of being violated physically, sexually and emotionally and the recent events of my experience with my husband just dissolved into nothingness and were no longer shadows haunting me. I forgave myself; I forgave my husband and everyone that needed forgiving.
I got up and fetched the firearm in the safe and gave it to him and said I don’t need this anymore.
Ali insisted that I call him if I needed anything. He has been assisting me to sell what was left in the house and help me in my preparayions for my relocation to Thailand where I can rebuild my life, volunteer, teach English in orphanages and make a difference in the world by caring. This is a dream I will realise within the following weeks after assisting Ali and his uncle to get back on their feet again after being discharged from hospital.
Ali has checked up on me daily and continuously encourages me to have faith. This young man’s kindness allowed me to set myself free, he saved my life. I am eternally grateful and am so moved by this act of kindness that I have no alternative but to share my experience and show my gratitude by caring and making it possible for them to recover from this ordeal.
This simple act of kindness has restored my faith in humanity, in myself and in God and miracles. I pray for Ali and his uncle for a full recovery, for their families that are far away and are unable to be here to assist them in their hour of need. I pray for all of us as a Global community to continually care about one another. I pray we all be love and kindness and realise that a simple act of kindness has the ability to save a life. All life is precious.
Thank you for being such Kind, Caring, Compassionate individuals who take the time to support and assist people in their hour of need.
Hello, I trust that anyone reading this post is doing well..
My name is Mario, I'm from Jamaica, and this is my situation. I'm kindly seeking a donation of 500usd to clear of a debt from a loan that was borrowed.
If anyone out there is willing to assist, it would be greatly appreciated and I thank you.
My fiancé is agressive, controlling and mentally abusive. I have hit my limit on what I can take. I have been a ‘housewife’ for the last 6 years. Yes I have a place to go but I don’t know how to pull it off unless I just walk out with what I can carry. I just don’t have the finances to replace anything or anyone that can help with that. I need some help getting basics to start over. The list I made is around $1000 but I could cut that down to probably $100.
Quote:Am 41 years old, leaving with my wife and 3 children currently am unemployed and my wife also not working and she is now 7 month pregnant, we do not have money to pay our 3 children's school fee and food to eat daily and am broken in my spirit no self extem to face my family. Am asking for help to survival for any amount I can't feed my family currently we are in need of food and money to pay my electricity bill and school fees for my 3 children.
Quote:I will appreciate any amount of money to survival please help me and my family
In 2019 my husband was brutally attacked by youths whilst going to the aid of a neighbour. The repercussions of this attack has changed the course of our lives, both physically and mentally and left us in tens of thousands of pounds in debt and struggling to pay our monthly bills.
My husband tried to intervene when our neighbour and her child were being verbally abused by some youths, his aim being to calm the situation. Sadly, the youths turned on my husband and their violence escalated quickly towards him. The attack lasted twenty minutes in which time he was subjected to repeated attacks of physical and verbal abuse. During this time the youths hit him around the head and upper body multiple times and he sustained injuries whilst trying to defend himself. He sustained physical injuries from being hit by multiple objects (not limited to) bricks, wood, chairs and rusty metal jagged poles before a knife was pulled on him. The attack was witnessed by multiple surrounding neighbours who called 999. When the knife was pulled and one of the youths called out for his machete our neighbour pulled my husband, covered in blood, into the safety of their home. Inside the house both my husband and our neighbour were subjected to a tirade of abuse by his attackers. Both the police and ambulance service were called to the scene before the youths fled. Both myself and our two year old daughter witnessed the severity of the attack. Due to the brutality of the attack, the police have since said if he had been knocked out, he would have been killed.
At the scene, my husband was treated by the Paramedics, then taken by ambulance to the local Hospital and treated overnight. Family and friends met him at the hospital. Due to being in shock both myself and our daughter were looked after at home by family members
My husband was admitted to the hospital but not seen or treated for eight hours. His wounds were cleaned and he was discharged with standard painkillers. In the following days his condition deteriorated and we returned to Hospital. My husband explained how he was feeling and raised that he was worried about an infection as there were signs of tracking. A Junior Doctor agreed with this however this was overruled by a Senior Doctor.
Following the events we felt unable to return to our home and moved in with family. Sadly, in the following days my husband's health deteriorated dramatically and he quickly became bed bound with sickness and fever. Having been given the all clear by the Hospital we initially thought this was shock and a reaction to the attack, but when he failed to get better, he was readmitted to Hospital.
Over the following two weeks my husband remained in hospital. Due to his head swelling, he had several head scans, was admitted to ICU for 5 days and stayed on a ward for a further 8 days continuously attached to a painkiller and various antibiotic drips. When my husband was due to be discharged, we were informed by the Doctor that he had an aggressive form of Sepsis and 9 out of 10 people would not have survived.
During his time in the hospital I was in continuous contact with the police officers on the case. The police kept me up to date with case developments but also needed to know if the charge would change to murder. At points I was preparing myself to relay the news that he had died to his three children, family and friends. Four years on, there are conversations from that time, with the police and family members, that still haunt me.
Prior to him being attacked, he had a ‘can do/get on with it/nothings a problem’ personality and outlook towards life. Following his discharge from hospital, his mental state deteriorated and he was unable to return to full time work. He was anxious and depressed, unsure of himself and suffering with a severe lack of confidence and self-esteem. He suffered with regular flashbacks, nightmares, hallucinations and panic attacks which meant he was unable to sleep. He also suffered with physical effects of brittle nails, hair loss and muscle/joint pains. He was also unable to cope with groups of people or loud/sudden noises. For a year, he dropped down to working part time, working the bare minimum to contribute what he could to our joint monthly outgoings. My husband was unable to take time out from work due to him being Self Employed. At times we were financially supported by family as they could see we were struggling living day to day whilst dealing with severe trauma. We also relied heavily on credit cards which we are still repaying four years on. There have been months where he has missed payments which has had a severe impact on his credit rating.
My husband had appointments with the Doctor who referred him to a Psychologist. Due to the waiting list, he didn’t see the Psychologist for 6 months. During this time he had a number of meetings with a Volunteer from Victim Support. As the meetings always took place in a public space my husband did not feel safe enough to talk fully about what had happened.
When my husband's sessions with the Psychologist started, it was really tough. He would have to relive the experience multiple times, in person with the Psychologist and again at home listening to a recording off the session. Following each session he would be unable to work and would often take himself to bed. If the session took place on a Friday then he would spend the weekend in bed. Boh my husband and I were prepared to go through this so we could move on as a family and put these events behind us to start anew.
Sadly, half way through the sessions, Covid hit and the appointments were moved to Zoom. Unfortunately this setup did not work for him. He no longer felt he had a safe space to talk and was discharged from the service.
When My husband continued to suffer with muscle and joint pain, he visited the Doctor on multiple occasions but was unsuccessful in getting any help. The pain was severe, he was unable to get out of bed easily in the mornings, had painful arms and shoulders and at his worst unable to walk up the stairs, only able to sleep on the sofa. As his pain continued to worsen, a family member paid for a private appointment with a Rheumatologist. In 2021 he was diagnosed with Psoriatic Arthritis, with the Consultant confirming the disease can be triggered by trauma and stress. My husband is now on weekly drugs for the rest of his life to keep potential flare ups under control and to enable him to move about and carry out everyday tasks. Even with the medication, he is still in pain. His symptoms of pain and stiffness disappear at times and then return and worsen at other times. Since my husband's diagnosis he has been mentally supported by a Clinical Psychologist who is part of the rheumatology team. He still suffers with his mental health, now unsure of himself, struggling with confidence and has crippling anxiety. Because of this, he had to give up his business as he could no longer cope with the responsibility that came with it. He has changed jobs as and when the stress and anxiety became too much and ultimately now has a job working for someone else where there is little stress or responsibility. This reduced responsibility has also resulted in a reduction of income.
Due to the location of his attack (end of our garden) neither my husband nor I felt safe in our home. As we were unable to stay in our house alone for long periods we often stayed with family and friends. This was not a long term solution so we put a fence up around our garden to help us to feel more secure but also so we did not have to look out on the spot where my husband was brutally attacked. Before Covid hit and our daughter started school we were actively pursuing a house move as neither of us wanted to live here anymore. Our house has been in my husband's family for many generations and we had planned for it to be our forever home but this is not to be. My husband is unhappy and unsettled living here and unable to get up the stairs when he has an Arthritis flare up therefore we have no option but to look at other, more suited accommodation.
Our future now looks very different to how it once did. My husband is now living with a chronic illness and mental health issues. He finds it very frustrating that he can not do the mental and physical things he used to be able to do. Anything that is slightly worrying, disables him. He now has regular blood tests, Doctors appointments and Hospital appointments which further contributes to loss of earnings. He still has difficulty getting to sleep and when he is awake is regularly in pain. As a family, we continue to work through this trauma and new normal together, but it is very hard to move on when you live and look at daily where the attack took place. As a wife and a mother to two young daughters and two teenage stepsons it is a daily struggle to care for both my husband and the children whilst also dealing with my own trauma/mental health. It is very stressful and upsetting. Since then, I have been prescribed sleeping pills and antidepressants. I have tried to reduce the medication but my anxiety and depression spirals and I am unable to function without anxiety and worry. I have had Counselling sessions during particularly bad periods. I cannot stress enough the damage, pain and emotional toll this has taken on our family. There is such little help and support for victims of crime, if you have got this far, thank you for reading.
Thank you for reading my post I need your help too help my best freind . She has a heart condition and the medication is expensive and she needs these medications and your help . Please I thank you and she thanks you. https://www.paypal.com/donate/?business=B5EATVVWLAMFQ&no_recurring=0¤cy_code=USD just a update on thursday i appreciate you reading my post dr said she may hv too get surgery please help thank you without it i dont know what too do even a lil bit $1,$5 please thank you
I have a safe space lined up but could really use some help getting things to start over. Main things I would need is a bed/something to sleep on, camera of some kind for safety and something to cook with. The place has a fridge but that’s it. I would prefer a instant pot but I can get a hot plate or microwave for cheap. I will be lucky if I get to keep my clothes, so I’m coming out of this with nothing. Im constantly reminded that since I don’t work he pays for everything and I own nothing. Not married but have been a housewife for 6 years. The list I have made of basic stuff is about $1000 and includes everything from a bed to a broom, of course I can cut that down more. Will answer almost any questions. TIA
