I have spent my adult life asking for money for charity. My family (I am married with 3 young children) often went without any income for months at a time. We survived solely off credit cards and the kindness of likeminded individuals in the community where I worked, who also believed in the work I was doing with underprivileged teenagers. I don't necessarily regret this, mainly because I believe it was my "calling", if you will, at the time, and I made a positive difference in the lives of many, many young people. However, about 3 years ago I felt "called" in a different direction - Nursing. I had no money to do it, but after receiving just enough financial help from some close friends and family to take my first semester, I decided to go for it. I fought tooth and nail to scrounge up the money to continue. I work 3 jobs and I have sold pretty much everything of value that I owned. Because of my wife's income on paper, I don't qualify for financial aid, due to massive credit card debt that we are stuck paying from back when our paychecks were so inconsistent. I am now coming up on my last semester, and I am completely out of financial resources and options. I have come so far, and sacrificed so much, and I am scared to death and battling depression every day over the reality that, barring a miracle, I won't be able to finish this thing I have fought so hard for. I said I would never ask for money again after leaving my job with the non-profit, but I'm desperate. I am at the end of my rope, and praying for a Good Samaritan or 2. Thanks for reading this, and thanks for your consideration.