Look. I get it. Not funny and kind of tasteless, but it pains me to do text post after text post asking for help without at least some attempt at levity.
The point is, I am pretty much fucked unless I get some serious help. The stress of living in this household is taking years off my life.
I can’t do r/assistance like multiple people have told me to do because I do not meet the requirements of the subreddit. Please stop suggesting it. It is not a possibility for me. I checked.
For those who have already helped me, I am truly thankful for your contributions. It made me tear up a little, knowing that there are still people like you out there. Thank you so much.
For those who have reblogged my previous posts, thank you so much. You helped me a lot by getting my posts seen by other people. That is just as important as donating. Thank you so much.
It really pains me to keep posting this stuff, but I can’t keep up the facade of a happy person when this stuff is happening to me. Especially when my situation is this bad. So, I’m asking again. I wish I didn’t have to. I need to be financially independent from my father as soon as possible, and if that means asking for help here while I look for a new job, then I guess I have to do that.
The job market here is hellish. I am actively searching for a new job, and am getting denied or ignored at every turn.
To reiterate, what was listed on previous posts, the things I need money for are as follows:
Medication Food Housing HRT Escape Survival
Yes. It’s that dire. If I had known my financial situation was going to be this bad, I would have cut spending a long time before I did. I would have stopped commissioning art long before I did. I would have done so many things to cut spending so I can survive now.
Here is my paypal, since ko-fi takes a cut before going to paypal. Please ignore the deadname. PayPal
i feel like we dont talk enough about how distressing and disturbing memory loss issues are. forgetting what you were talking about halfway through a sentence, putting something down and instantly forgetting where you put it. having to reread one paragraph over and over again because by the time youve moved onto the next sentence you dont remember what the one before it said. always doubting if your memories of things are real, not being able to remember important life events.
its so incredibly scary, it feels like your mind is constantly playing tricks on you and you start to doubt whats real and what isnt.
“i forgot” is treated like a lazy excuse when it’s genuinely such a big issue for so many people.
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