Hey bestie I'm having one of those moments
idk i guess there’s just something terribly lonely about growing up in an environment where people love you well enough, sure, but only the parts of you they want to love. they look at you and they see something they could love, if only you were a little different - a little happier, a little straighter, a little more complacent. so they take those traits of you that they like and they treat that part of you with love and kindness, and they take the rest of you and leave it for dead, all while talking about how much good they do for you
i would like to stop making realizations about my childhood now. i think i've learned enough, thanks.
Changed my icon to an angel @haxxydraws designed based on an emoji prompt. If 90% of my blogs content is going to be about religous trauma I might as well have an icon to match!
Tumblr is so fun. Like obviously incredibly cursed but it feels comfy. Unlike Twitter it seems like people just want to enjoy things in peace now.
every trans girl deserves a free nintendo switch reblog if you agree
THE CREATOR OF THE SONG “DISCORD” (YKNOW... IM HOWLING AT THE MOON) JUST CAME OUT AS A TRANS GIRL
Just remembered how as a child I was really weirded out by the idea of marrying a man. So my dream was to live with my best friend who was a girl in the city and adopt a puppy together. I was like, "Haha I don't need boys i have my friend who I'll cuddle with in our king sized bed."
Anyway I'm gay and I don't know how nobody noticed.
Please, with everything that I have in me, I am begging for help for a family of 2 disabled black siblings (my autistic brother & myself with a physical disability) to not go homeless again during this pandemic.
For those who don’t know, I am a physically disabled black woman and the sole caretaker of my autistic brother. Last year, we lost the home our father worked his entire life for after he passed away. My brother and I were made homeless.
Since, we’ve been able to rent a home. But with our unique situation of no income, no rental history, no credit… nobody wants us as renters and the only deal we were able to get was to pay our entire YEAR’s worth of rent up front.
The last I updated you all, we were waiting on a hearing to determine the status of my brother’s disability case. We have been fighting for his disability for the whole year since we moved across the country, and after it was illegitimately denied TWICE before… the hearing that was set for June 3rd finally came. It was our last hope to get the funds we need to pay our upcoming rent. But when the date came… after waiting tirelessly… we were informed that it was postponed until 3 months from now.
Our lease ends at the end of July, we DO NOT have Three Months. The way the disabled are discarded like nothing is unbearable. You have no idea the pain I felt that day… seeing them treat a case that is so important that it stands between us and our home… like just another file. Like it means nothing. And this is what I mean when I say…
It would have been our last hope at stable income to be able to pay our rent normally. We do not have any income at this time. Even the art that I was making was taken down by Etsy. Everyday I wake up in agony of not knowing what’s going to happen next.
Call after call with no leads to any help. I haven’t had any transportation for the entire year since we were first kicked out of the only home we ever knew, and it’s been so unbelievably hard to find any work that I’m capable of without it.
I have given my everything.
And I have gotten nothing back.
And with all of it, I still sit here with my only sliver of hope to reach out to anyone who might see this.
For the past several months, I have been trying to work up the courage to ask for help again. The strength to reach out again. If it was just me, I don’t think I could do this. But my brother, who has no way whatsoever of taking care of himself… what is he supposed to do if we lose our home? It has taken everything in me to sit here and write this cry for assistance.. but cry, I must.
I have done nothing but look for other options. Tirelessly, day in and day out I have reached out to so many of these “resources” who are supposed to help us in times like this and time and time again, I have been shut down. My willpower has been crushed so much it’s not even describable.
I haven’t been able to rest. Every moment I’m awake just brings me back to the trauma I’ve experienced this year.
I would just like to say with you all that
We deserve to feel safe and secure. We deserve a world that cares what happens to us. I know there are people out there who do. So I am asking you, one more time.
Please help us, share our GoFundMe, share our story, donate anything you can at this time. If we can reach our goal we can be safe for AT LEAST another year.
chik un stupid can we get some fs
Very heartwarming moment really reflecting on Wally’s character.
My dearest friend of over two years needs your help escaping from her extremist parents!!
She's looking to plan her escape from the country but lacks the funds. Read above for more information. This is life or death for her, so EVERY PENNY COUNTS.
She's been struggling with an immense amount of mental issues, and if she doesn't manage to get out of there, or someone in her family catches onto the fact she's trans, I genuinely fear for her life.
For any questions or if you simply want to show your support but lack the money, you can PM @lunar-eclipse03. She's lovely and willing to explain things if you have any concerns.
I'm a queer nerd with religous trauma, let's be friends! Icon by @haxxydraws
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