|Posted by anonymous at June 6, 2012|
Here's my story. I was born to a single mother on welfare. I lived with my mom and grandpa until he died from cancer when I was 5. We inherited nothing but bills and a 1000 square ft shack (we had to pay my aunt half just to live there). $100 a month out of our food budget. The house was old and it smelled and there were roaches and rats and literally I don't even know how it was standing. My mom went into a major depression and I had to make a lot a adult decisions that I shouldn't have had to. Like do you want a pool this month or do you want to eat? Yes, my mom literally said this to me. As a kid of course I wanted a pool for the summer but that meant barely eating. Just another sacrifice. When I was 7 my mom meet an abusive guy who started molesting me. My mom decided to pretend she didn't know. She finally got a restraining order on him 4 years later. Only to realize I wasn't even being protected by the law. He kicked in our front door and brutally raped me in front of my mom. I was only 11 and weighed only 60 pounds I tried like hell to fight back. But I was asleep and ripped from my bed at 6 am. I went to foster care which was like paradise only to find myself back in hell a year later. The judge gave my mom back custody. Why I'll never know. Her life was a mess and by then I also had a 1 year old brother who I ended up taking care of. Fast forward 7 years. I meet a guy that seemed to be the answer to my prayers (his family sucked) but he seemed to care about me a...
|Posted by anon at June 2, 2012|
I learned the hard way, nothing in this world matters except money. An idealist all my life, I struggled against federal oppression, and was poisoned by the FBI with something like Agent Orange. This brought on atopical dermatitis, with skin slowly burning off my hands for two years. The "cure" was prednisone, which knocked it out eventually, but caused avascular necrosis; the bones are rotting from the inside out. So all my attempts to be a social champion came to disaster. Additionally, the back is completely screwed up. I now live, just barely, on disability and social security and food stamps. If it hadn't been for my late parents, and their unconditional love and support, I'd have died in a cardboard box under a bridge long ago. So while I'm grateful for that, I hate my life now. Only crushing poverty and pain, 24-7. And because of constant niggling disasters and their attendant expenses, I'll lose the house my dad bought for me 20 years ago. At that point, I'll blow my brains out and if there are any ruling dieties in this universe, I'm gonna go straight to their place and punch their lights out.
|Posted by anonymous at April 22, 2012|
I have tried so hard to overcome this feeling of self hate and worthlessness, but that's all I feel. I'm an 19yr old, high school drop out. I am so broke I can barely afford food. I work at a cleaning job that pays like shit and the pain it causes, adds on to my fibromyalgia pain. I have had a troubled past and some horrific memories that carry on with me everyday. So many regrets, the guilt, the pain, the depression. Its hard to live life when you feel stuck. I tried to end it all before, and that's when my life wasn't as bad as it is now. I feel so lonely. I have lost so many friends and so much I care about. I always try and change it around and try and make myself happy, but it doesn't last long at all. Why do we live like this? School then work until you're too old to work, then you die. What's the point of living when that's all that's coming out of life. Being a lesbian in a homophobic family doesn't help either. I already feel like I don't exist, so why try and stay to fake it? There's so much going on with me right now it would take weeks to write. I can't help the way I feel though. Who wants to live in constant pain, emotionally & phisically, everyday & everynight.. I feel so lost in myself. I don't know who I am, or what I want to do. I just want to be..gone.
|Posted by anonymous at April 20, 2012|
I was born into a low income family. my dad was always a bad tempered person but when he lost his job he went completely mad. he would hit my mum and me and my twin sister all the time and kept us locked in the house the only time we were allowed out was were for school. At 14 my dad pushed my mum from the stairs and she died. he told the police the she fell and got away with it he treatened me and my sister that he wold kill us if we ever told anyone. About a week later my sister and i ran away from home. we survived in the streets for about 6 months. one night a women found me sleeping under a bidge and took me to a to house and when i woke up a social worker was their to get me the women had not brought my sister she siad she only found me under the the bridge. i moved into the a care home and about a month later my sister was found. at first i was so happy but that she was ok but soon found out that she hated me for leaving her there in the streets while i was in a nice warm house. she made the rest of my care home life misrible. now we're 25 and shes a rich successful accountent lives in a hugh flat and is getting married to i guy i was in love for about my whole uni life. an me i have an averge paid job i live on my on in a small rented flat trying to find a reason to live. my sister hates me she didn't even invite me to her wedding. i applogised so many times but she wont forgive me, its noit my fault i didnt leave her in the street that night i was asleep but she doesnt f-ing understand that. i hate my life i hate her.
|Posted by anonymous at April 5, 2012|
I'm fucking sick of it. I'm so damn poor. I'm too young to help my parents. I plan on getting out of this shit after college, if I can even go.
It's fucking bullshit. People walk around with their $400 smartphones and $200 a month plans, iPads, MacBooks, and all that shit.
I'm left to think: why me?
Why am I the poor one? Why can't those fucking spoiled-ass others be the poor ones? I want nothing more in life than to be happy for one DAMN TIME. I'M SO FUCKING SICK OF LIFE. IT'S NO. FUCKING. FAIR.
Spring break is next week, and somebody is going to 2 different states. Yes, that's right. 2. DIFFERENT. FUCKING. STATES. What am I doing? Absolutely nothing.
Bullshit, bullshit, bullshit. I can't stand how oblivious they are to their own FUCKING life. They talk about how bad their life is, and how much they are bored at home, with everyfuckingthing they could possibly want in life, which is total shit. I want to punch through a fucking brick wall.
I'm not going to go suicidal or murderous. Fuck that shit. I'm smarter than that. I can control my extreme anger when needed. But I just had to fucking vent. Sorry, mods, if you don't like my post. But I can't fucking hold it in anymore.
Sorry for the swearing.
Please help me, inspire me, or something. I hate my life.
|Posted by Mister B-Don at March 28, 2012|
Ok I feel everyones pain and all, but I've come to the conlusion life is suppose to be hard. Everyone shouldn't be born with a silver spoon in there mouthes. I had a hard life and been treated like shit before, but that all that shit just makes you tougher if it doesn't kill you. I'm not saying that you shouldn't bitch and complain and vent about it but it is what it is. I'm almost 26 years old and shit has been hectic, but shit life is suppose to be a challenge everything shouldn't be handed to you on a silver platter. You got to get in where you fit in. Feeling sorry for yourself will get you no where fast. I'm poor and struggling on disability with little to no support, but there's no reason to cry about it and feel sorry for yourself. I work every chance I get, but that's life nothing is gonna go your way all the time. You just gotta deal with the cards you were dealt and make the best out of a fucked up situation. I'm no angel I've done some stupid shit that I regret but hey who hasn't? Your parents don't give a shit about you? Tough shit the way it goes. Your family act you don't exist? Tough shit the way it goes. I'm spiritual and I believe everyone should suffer like Jesus Christ suffered for us. It's time for certain people to suck it up and realize life is a challenge. Everyone that's rich ain't happy and peaceful shit most of them rich snobby assholes are on there way to hell anyway. Life is what you make of it in a twisted sort of way. Yeah you don't get to ch...
|Posted by Jas at March 26, 2012|
I am a 23 year old and i am living in a dump were mice poop is everywhere and the room is so small i cant keep all of my things organized. no matter how much i clean the next day there seems to be more. I hate were I life and people keep telling I am lucky? how am I lucky when I have alot of bills to pay and life in a dump. Not only that but I feel like loser with no future. I am gain weight since i started going to college and it sucks and everyone I know say how big I got or how I really should lose weight and that includes my parents as well. I am been living on my own since the age of 18 and I feel like I am not getting anywhere with my life. I work part time but hardly make any movies to support myself. I hate rich spoiled kids because they don't know how lucky they have it.
|Posted by Hakuna Matata at March 13, 2012|
straight to the point-life is never always fair and if it's, it must be playing tricks on me. am now 28 going 29 yet my financial life is characterized by a series of failures. for the past three years, I have struggled through thick and thin to earn something for my baby and I but nothing seems to come my way. debts, bills and general expenses are the order of the day.
whenever i look at my baby,am psyched to embrace life the way it comes just to ensure she gets a better life than i did. She must never know the meaning of going hungry, living under a dollar and day and so forth.
it's a struggle am willing to win by all means but before it's won, I have to admit that life sucks!!! money can't buy happiness and blah blah blah but without money, there is no joy in living. At times, my wife of three years will address me like a kid just coz am broke. but I struggle to do what is right because it's right. one day, the money will come and i will be a man again but before tomorrow comes life gives me nothing but a big SUCK!!! I just wish i could have money to help my parents and other friends on the struggle: to build a greenhouse on my 1/8 of an acre but where will the money come from??? life sucks!!! guys advice on money making ideas that are practically suitable for African atmosphere-Kenya to be precise. I need to raise $2000 for a greenhouse.
don't worry, if you got no ideas just admit that life sucks and keep looking. Finally, may God answer my prayers for financial freedom. May I be blessed in my youth and throughout my old age...I will keep open to having my wishes granted...let "life sucks!!!" be a passing cloud.
|Posted by Bubba at March 7, 2012|
i got hungry for 3 days cause had no money and job, i never had a girlfriend whole my life. i'm poor, ugly, shy, no social skill and education. why god hates me so much, what i'm done wrong. i never hurt people, never had great sins either. just hoping i'll be died at once to end the suffer.
|Posted by Supposed to b a father at March 7, 2012|
Everyone has seen the t.v. show hoarders. Mom was a hoarder no bed, no running water,the absolute dirtiest living conditions u can imagine. Dad left but acted like he was still around. He showed up on sundays and took us out to mcdonalds on thursdays. Sent to school as the dirt leg kid. Got my ass kicked on a daily basis. Got a little older found friends through drugs and alcohol. Always knew what I was doing wasnt me. Always wanted to do the right thing. But when I did always was the brunt of everyones jokes. Had train tracks behind the house and used to get drunk and lay on the tracks and dare myself to end the pain. Really tried to go through with it. Got pissed off and started treating people the way I had been treated. Dont give a fuck was my modow What do u know things got better. No good grades, no college, and no real chance. But things got better for me. Step mom got me a union job when I got out of high school so they wouldnt have to pay the child support to my mom. I never got any of it anyway. Found a girl who wanted out of her life as bad as I did. I thought we were in love. Or at least I thought. Got rid of all my friends who were in the lifestyle I no longer wanted. Got married, had a son who is the light of my life. Was the happiest ive ever been. Would have ended it all a long time ago if not for him. Wasnt the be best husband. But hate to quote eminem. "How the fuck are u supposed to grow up when u werent raised." Never hit her or physical abuse but em...
|Posted by anonymous at January 15, 2012|
I was born a dirt poor bastard. 22 years later, nothing has changed. I'm so tired of being poor. Every time I get any money I have to help pay my moms bills. We are both broke, no car, no job, and every day is a struggle just to eat. I often can't even afford a bus fare to look for a job, and even when I can I'm put in position where I can not eat all day and go look for a job, or eat 1 meal and not look for work.
I've tried so many ways to escape this. I was working for a long time but even with me working 40 hours a week in hs I couldn't afford a phone or car or anything cause I was always paying bills. So I tried selling drugs and stealing to escape being poor, now I have a criminal record. I'm desperate to get any job but I can't even get work at mcdonalds.
People think I'm a drug addict or something I'M NOT. I'm just extremely manlnourished and sleep deprived, and I'm starting to believe completely insane. If your not a dangerous individual avoid dangerous people like me. I will prey on you because I hate you, I hate myself, and I hate the world. All I know is poverty, isolation, and violence and I'm still trapped here in hopelessness.
|Posted by anonymous at December 28, 2011|
This isn't going to be the worst thing that has ever happened to anyone, but for me, it's fucking hell. I'm 25, and just 2 years ago, I exited the Marine Corps honorably, moved to be closer to family, got a crap job to get things started, and found a barely-reliable car to get me to work for a year or so, until I could afford to get a better, safer one. Fast forward to today... I struggle to pay the rent every month, and probably won't have a place to live come New Years. I can't save enough money to get a car that is reliable in any sense of the word, much less eat more than once a day. I owe my step-father almost 500 dollars, and either way he thinks that I am lazy and unreliable. As I said earlier, I can only eat once a day, sometimes not at all, in order to have enough money to pay rent for the month. I was never good at school, barely got my diploma in high school, and am just getting off acedemic probation from the local community college. I used to be an MMA fighter who was proud of what I'd accomplished. Now I feel like an abused dog limping on the road and nobody is willing to help. I'm tens of thousands of dollars in debt, soon to be homeless, haven't had a girlfriend in 5 years, no self confidence or self esteem, family isn't willing or able to help, and my friends can't or won't help either. My current roommates either smoke and sell weed and live beyond their means, or drink themselves into nightly comas while living like hermits with no contact with the outside world except through facebook. The biggest problem with that, is that I feel myself becoming that way, and I don't know how much longer I can maintain sanity or health if this keeps up. No money, fucking useless car, part time job as a rent-a-cop, no food, and about to be homeless... Thanks alot God, you really do look out for those in need... asshole
|Posted by anonymous at December 10, 2011|
I have never been so poor, in debt & 53cents in my pocket book. Dec. 10, 2011
I can't help but feel so helpless.
I don't want anyone to know it me!
Here is my story. Just not the lowest facts & details; always more to a story that's not always shared.
I'm 38 years old from East Grand Forks. I was laid off in 200x. My husband and I have been married for xx years. We have x amazing children. My Husband was laid off this year. Both my husband and I are jobless and searching.
It sucks: Living in an old house. It's cold and the plumbing is terrible.
We are struggling to find the money to pay for: gas for our vehicle and insurance, mortgage and insurance on our home, all our utilities, and find a way to feed our family.
Sure there are programs to help people in need, someone like me? right?
Then why can't I get help?
The Services in our area don't go out of there way to full fill needs, they only act like it. Trying to get food help has been such a challenge.
Only when I threatened to make a complaint to the county after several requests, did we receive more food stamps. Yes, it's embarrassing for me shopping locally.
In September, our family of 6, I thought should have receive more then $250.00 for food help. When attempted was denied at the E G F food shelf in September for not having the PKM or the Marshall Polk Water bill (paid bills to get them turned back on.) But because the other seven bills I ...
|Posted by Daniel at December 7, 2011|
Where to begin.
I am 23 years old, a virgin, have an STD, no insurance, live with my parents, both are laid off, my dad has had multiple strokes and can't work or function great, my mom is depressed, my 18 year old brother had a kid on accident and isnt being responsible for it bc he is scared, my 24 year old sister had a kid a few years go on accident and is pregnant again and hasn't finished school, I have never had a true GF, I can't keep a girl for very long, I feel like I don't fit in, I am thousands in debt, my credit is trashed, I haven't been doing well in school, the best person I ever knew died from cancer 7 years ago, my family is so poor we struggle to even pay electricy or gas bills, and to make matters even worse, the girl I like a lot has likely been using me this entire time, she goes to school 12 hrs away, apparently according to her bf she has told her that she doesnt want to ever be with me, but when confronted about it tells me thats not necessarily true and lieks me more than a friend but is afraid of another long distance relationship b/c of a bad past experience, i found out that she and a guy were hookin up and kinda talking when she was back at school yet she wont even as much as kiss me anymore, yet she acts like she likes me sometimes cuddling with me and all that shit and wanting to hang out all the time. I feel like my chest is going to explode, I can't sleep well, I think about her everday, I am a masochist, I can't trust people, and even though I feel like that girl has been decieving me a lot I can;'t let her go. =(
|Posted by liddy at December 6, 2011|
Well for starters, I am typing this off the public library computer about 8 miles from my parents existance. Parents- dont have any- dead as far as im concerned.
My fiance just got put in jail and is looking at 10-30 years in prison. Once he was taken to jail I lost our apartment. My parents will not take me in and will not even answer the phone for me. My son was taken from my custody when he was only 5 1/2 weeks old. He is 9 months almost 10 now and I am pregnant again. I am homeless, have no money, no food and nowhere to sleep. I have a bookbag and a blanket, dont even have a jacket, now tell me my life doesnt suck!
Im not asking for a pitty party, just letting everyone know that just because your parents dont let you do this or that or school is stressful, think again, because does it really suck? Are things the worst they could be? Nope, not even for me. Im sure theres still someone out there who is worse off than me.
|Posted by John_hunk at November 7, 2011|
I am 28 years old. My Life is quite different from what you say normal. Since childhood i have seen poverty and my dad is kind of strict and angry guy who never knws how to love his children. He never use to spent a single penny on us and we frequently got beaten by him. Somehow, i got into good engg college and start earning. My family situation is still critical. We have no real house, no vehicle and has to repay educational loan and other loans which my dad took earlier. My salary doesnt allow me to live a lavish life and thus my circle of friends shrinked with time. I work in different city from my hometown. I cant afford to rent a house outside and thus sleep in office only. I dnt booze and i have no girlfriend. I dnt spend money on myself in order to save some money for my parents and my sisters. My parents are falling sick these days and i have to bear expenses of my sisters marriage as well. I cant explain this situation to any girl and i knw no girl will come closer to such a simple guy. Right now i am sitting in my office when all my colleagues left and enjoying in their houses. I have no television to watch, no internet to surf , no friend to talk, no game to play. I have only faith in myself and in my God who i knw understands me that i am true in my efforts and wil always be. Even though my dad was strict, i wil never misbehave with him as he is my dad. I feel my life is a debt to my family. Someday i will earn sufficient enough to support my family as well as the poor peope in society. I have one friend with me who is above any one , my God. He understands me and that is more than enough to give me strength. I feel loneliness is the test he puts infront of us so that we can get more closer to him than anyone else. It is a opportunity given to us by God which is not given to others.
|Posted by Froggeth at September 11, 2011|
I've always felt that I should be lucky.My father held me out of a window and threatened to drop me but didn't. He kicked us out. My Stepdad told me that if it wasn't for him I would be unwanted. My Mum has told me that if she'd had a choice she would'nt have had me. They had a lot of hopes for me as a youngster as I was recognised as 'gifted'. This has not come to pass. I dropped out of uni as I became depressed. I've had ups and downs and been in violent relationships. I had a breakdown and finally spoke up to my mother. Since 1973 it has just been me and her. My brother was born in 1980 and much as I love him he is the apple of my mother's eye and that hurts. Since my last time in hospital she told me that he is the only person in the world that cares about me and that I'd better not wreck things or I'll have no one.I don't really believe I can be that bad, I'm not a criminal and I'm not a nasty person.I lost a job that I was really good at in feb and since then have lost my flat and am struggling to survive. I am staying in a friend's house but it is only a matter of time before I have to go. I can't take any more.I keep trying to fight but everytime I get kicked in the nuts (if i had any). I'm so sorry for being defeatist but I don't know what to do anymore.
|Posted by anonymous at September 7, 2011|
Life isn't fair. My ex-wife cheated on me and that same year I almost died and had emergency surgery. Now my credit is ruined, I lost my house, my job and she is successful. I am now unemployed and homeless.
|Posted by david at August 30, 2011|
My name is David. i am 26 years old i live in a small town in southwest georgia were there is no jobs and little hope of sucess my family and i are to poor for college and tech school doesnt get u far these days. the town i live in is slowly being overun by mexicans who stare at you like they want you dead. i never had any friends growing up and didnt have a girlfriend until i was 20. she like me was born dirt poor. my father a alcoholic would come home occasionally from his truck driving job to beat us and my mother , through many years he managed to keep it hide. my uncle sued the county works so he literally gave us a bad name round here. my extended family has nothing to do with me or my brother. our county is mainly farmers,farmers and farmers . i have nothing against blue collar workers and i have try many times to get some kind of job but being 4'8 and 145 pounds soaking wet doesnt help. the school i attended was horrible basically the guy with a big jacked up truck got the most pussy and being poor i got none of that. i wasnt a goth or nerd i was just broke and it showed. i wasnt bullied or beat up . it was more like they just ignored me totally like i wasnt here....i have felt this way for most of my life .. the only chance i had to get out of here was in 9th grade were in french class (which was mandatory to take some kind of languge) i made a 100 and had the chance to go to france ..but was beaten by a jock who got a 101 yeah it was total bullshit... i know live in a cottage on a dirt road with my girlfirend and we barely make it .. i often think that she will leave me cause of the circumstanes... i watch as yeaR AFTER YEAR I SIT AND GET OLDER NOT ADVANCING ANY WAY IN LIFE ...SEEMS POINTLESS ..
|Posted by Nel at August 19, 2011|
I have 4 kids a addict boyfriend and cant find a job. The windshield in my car is broke my car insurance just went up and I got cancelled and got a 150 dollar fine from the mva for having a 9 hour lapse Oh yeah and to top it off I live with my boyfriend and my husband that I left 2 years ago woo hoo shit is great. And I am effin broke