I'm here today to ask for help from anyone kind enough to bless a man who has been continuously kicked down by life. I can't go into much detail here as the matter is an ongoing issue. But I suppose I should star with an introduction.

My name is Carlos. I am a 32-year-old husband, father, ordained minister, disabled war veteran, and until recently an employee at McDonalds. A couple of months ago, I was brutally assaulted by a local police officer who wrongfully tased me, excessively, maced me, and wrongfully detained and imprisoned me.

Further more, while being held in the county lock up, I was humiliated, denied my rights, and made the butt of a cruel joke by the officer in charge and his deputies who sat for 6 hours laughing up a storm while watching me struggle to get the mace out of my eyes.

When the arresting officer maced me, he was so out of control that he maced me in the ear, but hit his partner in the face. The mace didn't get into my eyes until I was placed in the holding tank where I was instructed by the officer in charge to simply wash the crap off with water, when he knew that it was only going to reactivate and spread the mace from my right ear to my entire face. Afterwards, when I called to him again, he told me to try piss. So I did, because I was desperate to stop the burn. Never try piss...piss makes it 100x worse. The entire time this was happening, I could hear them laughing up a storm just down the hall as they watched the struggle through the cameras. I was mocked, ridiculed, left with piss and mace on my face, and humiliated for 6 hours by these people and while this was going on, I didn't even know what I was there for. The arresting officer never read me the Miranda Rights, never told me why I was being arrested, nothing. He didnt speak to me at all. Simply assaulted me and kidnapped me without one word to me.

This incident has left a lasting mark on me as I am paranoid all the time and will hardly leave my house because I don't want to go through this again. It's fucking ridiculous that they can roll up and do what ever they want and you can't defend yourself. The feeling of being defenseless is one I never thought I would come to know.

Now, because they know they fucked up in a big way, they are attempting to bury me legally under serious state jail felony charges that could put me in jail for a year or more. The arresting officer made countless falsified statements on his paper work, falsified every piece of evidence he filed against me, and lied about victim statements, etc.

However, I was unable to meet the payments that my lawyer was asking for and so I now have no one to defend me against this legal attack. I have court coming up on the 22nd and am afraid that I will not be a free man after that hearing.

In order for the lawyer to take me on and finish my case and help me fight this horrific ordeal, I must come up with $25,000. As a disabled war vet and, until recently, a maintenance at McDonalds, I do not have this kind of money on hand nor do I have any way of coming up with it through loans, selling property, etc.

I'm really reaching out for a saving hand or hands here. I know the online community has pulled off some miracles in the past and so I am hoping you can do the same for me.

If you would be willing to help me meet this insane goal then please, I beg you, contact me as soon as possible at

806-477-0670

with a text message or a phone call so that we can work out the details. Ask for Carlos and mention this post....please....my income is what supports my family and keeps us fed. My children are 7, 6, 4 and they won't understand why daddy had to go away. In the end, they are the ones hurt the most in all this...please contact me asap if you can help.... Or simply send your help to the cashtag below!

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I'm a single mama of two children. My youngest child has autism, non-verbal and developmentally delayed. We attend many appointments each week for him such as therapies, etc. Each appointment is anywhere from 20 minutes to 3 hours away as we live in a small rural community. My oldest child is also in counseling, which he attends every two weeks. We are trying to get it to where he can have it here in town, but right now it's 30 minutes away. As well as all my appointments for my health issues that are anywhere from 30 minutes to two hours away every two weeks to every month. I'm currently trying to get on SSDI as well as my youngest child. I have not been able to work due to my youngest child's health issues since he was born and will not be able to work for at least the next year as his doctor signed off that he will need constant care for the next year and does not feel he should be in a daycare setting. As well as all of our appointments, I would miss a lot of work. 

I saved my tax returns and child care credit payments. I used them to pay my bills, get us to appointments, our needs, etc. Money was tight, but with my savings I always had it worked out. 

My recent relationship started out great. I had known him for years. We were two peas in a pod. We did everything together. We always worked as a team, it was us against the world. We took care of my kids together and life was finally so good. In December of 2021 I found out I was pregnant with twins. Things took a turn for the worst in January 2022. He got drunk and lunged at me. I ended up hitting him in the face out of complete fear and reaction to protect myself. I have been abused in previous relationships. We broke up. A couple weeks later I lost one of our twins. In mid-February we got back together. He quit drinking. Things were back to nothing but good. Our relationship got stronger. In March I lost our other twin. That took a toll on both of us, but we worked through it together. Things started getting rough at the beginning of April. He was working a full-time job, 40+hrs a week, making $18 an hour, yet asking me for money every week even though I didn't have a job. Promising me he would pay me back when he got paid. Manipulating me, guilting me with all these reasons as to why he needed it. When I told him no, when I wasn't seeing any of it back, he would get so mad. He would start bashing me, etc. He then just started taking money. I ended our relationship on Memorial day weekend. He ended up taking my $5k tax return, stealing my youngest autistic sons savings money $600 and $2k of my insurance claim from my car. I have never seen a dime of his money. When I went to return his belongings, he drugged me. I ended up waking up in his gravel driveway behind my car. I couldn't move, I was super confused and I felt super drunk. I had only had 2 shots of Fireball in 2 hour time span. My youngest child was sleeping in the backseat of my car. All I could think was I needed to get into my car, but I couldn't move. I don't know how I got in my car, but I got into my drivers seat. Once I did, he took my child out and took him into his mom's house. The next thing I remember is hearing him and his mom screaming. I just wanted to get my baby, but I couldn't move! I remember mustering up the strength to go in the house to get him. I walked into his bedroom and grabbed my son. As I was walking out with him, my Ex told me I wasn't F'in going anywhere. I remember I just kept walking. I remember his mother even trying to make me get in her car and I just kept walking to my car. I knew I wasn't going to drive, but I just wanted to be in my car with my son. I remember getting into my car and leaning my seat all the way back and talking to my son, him laughing. My ex came and took my phone. He kept telling me he was going to call the sheriff if I was going to drive. I kept telling him I wasn't going anywhere I just wanted him to leave me alone. After that I don't remember much. The next thing I remember is bright lights shining into my car and I looked over toward the fire he had going, I seen a deputy. The deputy came over to my car and opened the door. I remember sitting up and thanking God it was one that I knew and that I lived in a small town like this. I have known this deputy all my life. I told him I wasn't going anywhere. He could clearly see that. I remember the deputy asking me over and over if there was something I wasn't telling him, but at that time I was so confused, I couldn't piece anything together. He asked me if my ex hit me or pushed me and I told him no. He asked me if my ex was abusive, I told him not physically and the deputy asked if he was mentally and emotionally. I told him he is a narcissistic abuser to the fullest. He told me that he could definitely see that. The deputy breathalyzed me just to see where my blood alcohol level was at and I only blew a .098. Where I live the legal driving limit is .08. Yet, I could barely talk or walk.  My ex became all nice and concerned once the deputy was there. Telling the deputy that I was more than welcome to stay there, etc. I had no one to call. So, I ended up having to stay there. I remember when I took my leggings off they were full of sand and like pail loads of sand. I was filthy of gravel. My girdle already unsnapped. The deputy called me 2 days later when he went on duty next and talked to me. I told him everything I remembered and pieced together. I lost an hour and half of time. He told me he knew something was wrong as soon as he looked at me. The only reason my ex is not being charged is because we can not prove what he used to drug me. My ex of course went around saying I just got sloppy drunk and passed out in his driveway. But, I was always the bad one and he was always the good. I am now in extensive therapy to try and get through everything. 

Meanwhile all this happening. I had hit a deer with my van I had in December. My insurance company totaled in out. As I said previously, my ex took $2k of this money. So, I was only left with $3k to get a vehicle on top of my van for trade-in, which wasn't much. I went to trade it in to a local small dealership. I gave the lady all the pieces it needed to be fixed to the minor damage. I ended up getting a newer vehicle that I thought was going to be reliable for my children and I. I was so excited! That came to a halt real quick. She had told me it was mechanically safe and that the only thing was that the back tires were very worn and needed to be replaced. They created a washboard affect due to them being super worn. When I got used tires to replace them, that wasn't the case. The rear sway bar had been snapped for quite some time and became bent to heck! She never ordered the replacement pieces for the little damage this vehicle had. The back bottom bumper side piece by the bumper and lift gate. The lift gate only had a tiny dent at the very bottom. That was part of the sale deal though. Then the vehicle started going dead all the time. Everyday I would go to get into it, I would have to jump it. It got so bad I would have to carry a jump pack. I could go six blocks away to the local gas station and if I had just jumped it to go there, shut off my car and went to turn it on, I would have to jump it again. The battery was fried. Multiple fuses were missing from the fuse boxes as well as the wrong amp fuses in it. When I asked her about all these issues she admitted to me that she did not inspect the vehicle before she sold it to me, she only drove it. She also so it to me as a 4WD with a 2.5L? (maybe 2.0L) ecoboost engine and it's acutally a 2WD with a 1.6L engine which made a price difference of $3k. She took two months to get me my title. After the first month when I went to her for it, she re-wrote my bill of sale to give herself more time to get it. After she didn't have it for another month, I turned it over to a DOT investigator who ended up getting it and closing her down by August of this year. I have tried to reach out to her and talk about all of this. Negotiate with her. She has blocked my number. Blocked me from the dealership facebook page and everything. 

I have been robbed of basically $10,000 in the matter of months. That I was using to take care of my children. We now live with my mother. I do not have a reliable vehicle. I can not afford to get it fixed. We are skipping appointments due to lack of funds. My son had his $600 savings money stolen. I don't know what else to do. I have done everything I can to try and make ends meet. 

I have always been the type of person to have my priorities straight and have a plan. Everything organized out so I can get what I need done. My children have always came first and had what they need and deserve. I have always helped those who need it out whenever I can and however I can. I raised my niece and nephew as a single mother myself when I had pretty much nothing myself while their mother was addicted to drugs so they didn't get put into foster care. I have always believed that everyone deserves a second chance. I believe you should always help someone in need no matter the situation if you can because someday you may be in their shoes or in need of some type of help. That is me right now. Everyone I have helped or that were supposed to be my friend has turned away from me, but that's okay. I believe there are still good people out there that will be the blessing and helpful soul I desperately need in this hard time right now.



Thank you for reading my story. Any help would be a true blessing.







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I'm in quite the predicament with nobody to turn to. If only I could get a little gas I could then take a few instacart orders and get back on my feet slowly but surely. The thing is I don't know how to get the money to buy some gas. I'm running out of what food I have and am seriously starting to freak out. Please even $5 could get me almost a gallon of gas. I have cash app  https://cash.app/$CookieDoodlez

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I just recently got let go from my job, im 6 month pregnant and i have cervical cancer. ive applied for all the financial help i qualify for but unfortunately it takes time for everything to process and i am in need of groceries, and other essential items. any donations would be helpful, and i will be forever grateful. i dont have any help or family out where i live so i am becoming desperate. thank you so much in advance if anyone does decide to help. god bless.

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VENMO NAME IS: idontevenknow28

honestly just looking for some help. none of my family lives where i am. im 6 months pregnant with cervical cancer and just got let go from my job :/ clearly i am becoming desperate . i did file for financial help but everything takes so long to process. i have cash app, and venmo 

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anything helps and is appreciated. thank you in advance.

Hello,

I have money coming but it's not enough for rent, gas and just spending money. My family wants to have an get together, family reunion. The place they picked out is pretty far, so I would have to have gas, plus a little spending money for antiques to bring back. But my rent is due during the same month as my family reunion, I only have enough to pay my bills or else, I would be homeless. Definitely don't want that to be my option. 

Http://cash.app/MissProblematic 

I'm appreciated with anything.

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**Sorry for the long post**
I'm a single mother of 2 children. My youngest child has autism and is non-verbal as well as delayed with development, we attend multiple appointments a week for him to attend different therapies. Most of these appointments are anywhere from 20 minutes to 3 hours away as we live in a small rural community. Him having health issues since he was born has prevented me from working. Recently his doctor also signed off that he needs constant care for at least the next year. So, I will not be able to return to work. This has been super stressful on my financial situation. 
I recently was in a relationship with a narcissist. At first everything went great, we were two peas in a pod. It was us against the world, we did everything as a team and nothing could knock us down. We took care of my kids, he was great with them. At the end of December I found out I was pregnant with twins. Then, in January things went down hill and took a turn for the worst. We had taken my youngest to an appointment an hour and a half away. He had started drinking at 3pm. He knew I didn't like him drinking liquor and that he shouldn't be drinking then anyways. He became all upset because I was getting things we needed while we were close to a Walmart. (The nearest Walmart from home is 30 minutes) He got drunk and decided to become verbally abusive. He lunged at me grabbing me causing me to react to protect myself and I punched him in the face. I know that wasn't the right thing to do, it was complete instinct done out of fear of abusive I've been through before. I had to drive the whole hour and a half back with him trashing me. Being down right disrespectful to me. When we got to the town I live in, I ended up having to call the cops because he wouldn't get out of my vehicle. Needless to say we broke up that night. A couple weeks later, I lost one of our twins. In the middle of February we ended up getting back together. Both agreeing that alcohol was the huge factor in ruining us. He stopped drinking. Things were back to being great, he was putting in the effort, etc. In March I lost our other twin. That took a huge toll on me and him, but we got through. He started getting very controlling with who I could hang out with, who I could talk to and where I could go. Even though he was working a full time job (40+hrswkly) making $18hr, he was still manipulating me into giving him money. He was blowing all his money on whatever he wanted. He took $5k of my tax return, $2k of my insurance claim (i hit a deer with my van,) and ended up stealing my youngest child's savings money I had in his giant piggy bank (approx $600.) when we broke up for the final time. I became the scape goat for everything, I was made to believe everything was my fault, was put down constantly. "Punished" for things he did. He never took accountability for his own actions. I ended things with him on Memorial Day weekend. When I went to return his things to him, I had my youngest child with me. He was sleeping in the backseat of my vehicle. My Ex drugged me. I woke up laying in the back of my car in the gravel driveway. I couldn't move, I felt so confused, super drunk. All I could do was observe what was around me. He was shouting at me to "Get the F up." I don't remember how, but I finally got into my car with my baby, that was the first thing I thought of. When I got into my car, he took my son into the house. I could hear him and his mom screaming at each other, I just wanted my baby, but I couldn't move to go get him. I remember just mustering up the strength to go get him. I grabbed him out of his bed and started walking out with him and him telling me "You're not F'in going anywhere." I just kept walking to my car. When I got in my car I leaned my seat back and was talking to my baby. I wasn't driving. I knew I couldn't. He came and took my phone. Told me that if I was gonna drive he was going to call the Sheriff. I remember telling him I wasn't going anywhere, just leave me alone. The next thing I remember is bright lights pulling in the driveway and looking over by the fire and it was a deputy. He came and opened my door. I told him I wasn't driving anywhere. Thank God I live in a small town and I knew this deputy my whole life. He instantly kept asking me if my ex hit me or pushed me or if there was something I wasn't telling him. At the time I didn't know. I was so confused, I couldn't put anything together. I told him I had everything for my baby with me, I would sleep in my car if I have to, I just wanted my phone. When the deputy was there my ex started being so concerned and nice. The deputy asked me if he's abusive, I told him not physically. Just a big time narcissistic abuser. He said "I can see that." He breathalyzed me just to see where my BAL was at and I only blew a .098. Yet, I could barely talk or walk. I had only had two shots of fireball the whole night. (3 hour span.) My ex was then telling the deputy I was more than welcome to stay with him. I didn't have anyone to call. I ended up staying there, I had no choice. I remember my leggings being full of sand. Pails full. My clothes dirty as heck from being in the gravel. My gurddel already unsnapped. The next day my body hurt so bad. I started putting all the pieces together. I lost an hour and a half of time. There was a make-up print of my face on my back windshield. He avoided all questions I asked about that night. Saying he was too drunk and didn't remember. I reached out to the Deputy. He told me he knew something was wrong right when he looked at me. I gave him everything I remembered and what I could piece together, but no charges could be pressed because I couldn't prove what he drugged me with. Of course, he went around spreading false rumors. Telling people I just got sloppy drunk at his house and passed out in his driveway. He was always trying to make me look like the bad one though, even though it was him. There's a lot more to the relationship, but that's just a summary. I don't wish what I went through with him on my worst enemy. I'm now in extensive counseling, trying to get through it.
While dealing with all of this, I had went and traded my van that I had hit a deer with. I had given her all the parts to fix the minor damage it had. My insurance company had totaled in out and sent me the amount it was worth. Like I said, my ex took $2k of that money. I ended up trading my van and purchasing a different vehicle with the remaining $3k. I was so happy to have something newer and reliable to get my son to all of his appointments. That came to a halt real fast. The lady I bought it from screwed me over BAD. Mind you, she ran her own dealership. She didn't inspect the vehicle before she sold me it and admitted that right to me when I asked her about it. She told me that the back tires were very worn and needed to be replaced when I bought it and that's why it had a washboard effect. I said that wasn't a problem. I had gotten used tires to put on it, but come to find out, the rear sway bar is snapped and has been for quite some time and is bent to heck. She promised to fix the damage to the back of it, the rear bumper piece, lift gate and bottom bumper piece. (she was going to order them and never did.) The battery was fried. I was literally jumping it everyday I would go to get into it and then started having to carry a jump pack with me. I would go literally 6 blocks away to a gas station and if I turned it off I would have to jump it because it was already dead. I ended up having to replace the battery. She sold me the vehicle as a 4WD with a 2. something ecoboost engine when it's really a 2WD with a 1.6L ecoboost engine which was a $3k difference in price. She wasn't getting me my title, re-wrote my bill of sale to give her more time to get it. After two months of not getting it to me, the DOT investigator finally got it from her and she has to close by August. I have reached out to her about everything, tried to negotiate with her and she won't respond. She has blocked my number, my facebook from the auto page, etc. 

With all of this My son lost his $600 savings and  I have lost $10,000 that I would have had saved for my boys and the things we need. I could have had my vehicle fixed and reliable/safe. We would have our own place as we currently live with my mother. I've had to skip quite a few appointments for all of us due to my vehicle and not having the money. We have had to cancel so much due to money because of this. My heart is broken. I've always been on top of my priorities, thinking ahead, an independent person, willing to help anyone that I can, however I can. So to be robbed like this really hurts. Especially when it comes to my boys needs. I don't like to have to ask for help, but I don't know what else to do. I have done everything that I can at this point. I'm so stressed out and just want my children to have what they need and deserve! 

Thank you so much for taking the time to read this. Any help would be a blessing right now.

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A man put something (I'm calling it acid because of what it did to my scalp, face & eyes)in a bottle of shampoo. He did other things like crush glass and put it in places where it ended up embedded in my skin, but nothing as bad as what the substance he put in my shampoo bottle did. 
Since this he has been threatening my life and I haven't gone anywhere in almost a year because of all of these things. Police wouldn't even dispatch an officer to me so he's not in any trouble. I've tried to raise funds for an attorney but I'm slowly loosing faith. I'm tired and it seems like justice or rights just don't really exist. 

Now I'm trying to just fix my vision and the scars. I don't think they'll ever go away but if I could get treatment to make it less swollen and painful I would be happy. 

Thank you so much for taking the time to read

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     We desperately need help to get us through this month, please. My husband and children are the core of my world. If we can not pay rent, we will have to leave and jump from parking lot to parking lot. Anything will help during this rough time. 


    I'm writing this in hopes that someone will read this and understand. At this time,  we cannot pay our rent, 740 is due on the 6th, and after the 15 its 30$ a day. We have been struggling for some time but we always got through. We live in a travel trailer with our four little ones, the youngest is two.
     My husband has always struggled since before I knew him. He has anxiety(panic disorder), depression, PTSD, and ADHD. He was born with a spinal occulta. Disc degenerative.
     Besides that, he was always a hard worker. My husband worked long hours. He would arrive an hour early, and never missed a day unless it was an emergency.
     Around 2017 his back got worse, and he started taking Tylenol and ibuprofen to help with the pain.
    One morning as he was getting ready for work, he ran to the restroom and threw up blood, and went to the emergency. It was the ibuprofen and Tylenol. As a result, He started seeing a pain specialist and they told him he had spinal occulta and disc degeneration. They put him on pain medication for the pain.
    Around 2018 his dosage for Xanax got higher. I remembered he had mentioned his dr wasn’t listening to him. Instead, the dr brushed away his concerns and kept putting the dosage higher.
   During this time a law passed that said you couldn’t take opioids with benzodiazepines(Xanax). My husband chose to let the pain meds go and He called both Drs to make them aware of his decision. When he went to request his refill for Xanax, they said he was taken off it and would be put only on gabapentin from then on.
   My husband called the emergency line, among several Drs, and begged them if they could help and what to do. He told them the dosage the Dr had him on(8mg daily).
They all said the same. the dr was committing malpractice, he should never have been given such a high dosage and taken off cold turkey. It was dangerous!!
    During this time, He had seizures and involuntary muscle movement....it's a hard memory for me...but we got through the worse of it but his emotional and mental state was another story.
    My husband has a new Dr at this time and told him what had happened. The Dr told him, that he had been fortunate, and that nothing bad happened. And told my husband to apply for ssdi
    we are now in the process of applying for SSDI for my husband, So when these hard times come we will know will get through and not be so scared.
Now It's a new month and after other issues have come up that we needed to fix, our truck and doctor's appointments and with the cost of diesel, and of course, our ac is still broken now and it's Texas, so it's hot. We still need to wash clothes for the little ones and get supplies. our main concern obviously is rent, so we won't have to leave. a few months ago we had to sleep in our truck for five days, with a family of 6, lol, it was not fun.

                                           
               

    Needing help financially and can’t think of any other resources to turn to for help so I’m here. I have a job I make about $750 every two weeks and I live check to check. Unfortunately I came across an unexpected cost last month due to someone hitting my vehicle in the parking lot of a local store while I was in the store and the person took off without leaving information. Cops could never find the driver and I was stuck having to pay a $500 deductible.. for someone who lives paycheck to paycheck this has put me behind on bills and I don’t have money to pay my electric or water bill this month. Im really stressed since I always pride myself in paying my bills on time even if I don’t have much money after. If anyone can please help me  your kindness will appreciated. Anything will help 

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