Monica's Rescue

It says to start by introducing yourself.  So, I'm Monica: I teach high schoolers by day and try to write at night.

I hate asking for help.  But there comes a time when you need to swallow your pride and do so.  And frankly, that time was probably weeks ago.

Despite steps I've taken and all the hard work I put in, I am in an awful fix.  I am in desperate need of money to hire a lawyer to finish this divorce and help me declare bankruptcy.  The end of my marriage has resulted in garnished wages, bills piled up, and endless stress.  I owe my friends money.  I owe my family money--some for my father's burial.  I've had medical issues with my migraines all year, or I'd have gotten a second job.  My car needs repairs and tires.  Everything is piled up to the point where I see no other way out than to beg for help and to do it now.  

If any of you reading this could please, please donate money, I would be beyond grateful.  Any help is more than appreciated.  Even five bucks would improve this situation.

I know the world doesn't owe me or any of us a favor.  I simply ask you consider helping me out, and I thank-you for reading this.  It pains me to write it.

Truly: thank-you for considering helping me.