Help Ian Muldoon Rise from the Ashes - Come on, Let's Do It!

Imagine losing everything—your freedom, your health, your dignity—in a nightmare you never saw coming. Ian Muldoon, an Australian dad, didn’t just imagine it—he lived it. After his mom died in his arms and his relationship crumbled, he sought solace in a Cambodian holiday. Instead, he was wrongfully thrown into a brutal prison for nine months, gang-raped, tortured, and left to rot by a system that forgot him.

He survived on thoughts of his four-year-old son, whispering, “I’m coming home,” through tears and terror on what little time he could salvage on a prison phone. Now, back in Australia, he’s broken—physically, mentally, financially—and sleeping week-to-week in temporary housing, one step from the street. This hero needs us. Will you help him rebuild?

Ian’s story is a gut-wrenching odyssey. Drugged in a bar, framed for cracking an ATM screen, he landed in Moi Prasal prison—a hellhole where 11 men died before his eyes. He was beaten unconscious, stabbed between the ribs, and assaulted by guards and inmates alike, dropping from 78 kilos to a skeletal 45.

Covered in scabies and staph, he paid bribes to survive—$1,000 for a hospital bed, $12.50 for a 12-minute call to beg for help. His ex-partner sent what she could, but the Australian government turned its back, leaving him to fend off organ harvesters and pedophiles in a lawless abyss. All he had was his boy’s voice, a lifeline in the dark.

He made it home—barely. Kissing the tarmac once the aircraft touched Aussie soil, finger fractured from a final beating by the guards, Ian returned a shadow of himself. But Australia’s safety net failed him again. After months in his car, he’s now in temporary digs, facing eviction any day. No job, no stability, just nightmares of screams and sewer filth that jolt him awake. This isn’t right. A father who fought hell for his son shouldn’t be discarded like this.

Ian’s not asking for pity—he’s a warrior who beat the odds. But he’s got nothing left, so I am launching this without him asking me. Your donation can change his life. $20 buys him some decent food - he currently has ZERO budget for food, toothbrush, toothpaste, relying on soup kitchens and hand outs for everything. $50 covers a few living costs, clean clothes, shoes. $100 gets him closer to being mobile to travel where he needs to go, not to mention better support, or a fresh start. Every dollar says, “You’re not alone, Ian.” He held onto his son’s love to survive—now let’s hold onto him. Together, we can lift him up, repay his courage, and give him the second chance he’s earned.

Donate now—be the light in his darkness.

Goal: $50,000 to secure housing, medical care, and a path forward for Ian.

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