Thank you for popping by! may be mia for a while due to homelessness and life struggles but enjoy the little stuff ive posted. Art posts, Game posts and random Ranting my butt off!!!!
Fun fact about Gamestop: if youve ever struggled to hear from HR about anything, work or not, apparently its because they have 3 ppl covering hundreds of documents a day... yikes.
As much as Id like to pester bc i still uavent gotten hired hired ( Im hired, but like no hours yet bc i need a word profile which people gotta give me in an email ), I know the decent thing is to give it time. The fact its that bad is ... wow thats dumb.
I reslly hope this job works and im amking the right call. No one else will respond for hiring rn anyways, but I dont need more abuse or wheel spinning you know?
Reblogging just to say this made me think of Holographic Meatloaf and now i wanna see if thats makeable ( i dont think transparency exists in the art program tdl uses )
Gotta stop interacting with anything drama or pol itical here because wven if i sgree on something, its not healthy to get flash banged by content farm posts that basically go "this guys an idiot, be outraged and be afraid" ( and none of em ever say how to fix the issue either just ugh.. hopefully nothing i comment on pops up here you dont need more of that junk
Whether it's personal, someone you know, or sometimes in general. Sometimes a disconnect is what people try to obtain over time, but it's not the healthiest thing to out in a corner and just ignore. This post is a bit of a rant, and also a attempt for support for myself. I hope im doing the right thing by even posting this.
I grew up around some horrific circumstances, and terrible people. My family is very disconnected, but for good reason. Not everyone has a rough family, but im sure you've read or seen situations where some families are just the scummiest or most rotten bunch imagionable. I dont know if mine counts, but I know my close family is terrible enough that I finding support from anyone else is next to impossible, but sadly I didnt know how much of a bad idea it was to reach out for help. Ill get to that later, but back to the point: I am a survivor of extreme Domestic Abuse.
I lived in a disfunction family, my father was a Drug addict and sexoffender who likely harmed me and my sister and who knows who else when we were kids, and my mother was an alcoholic and gambling addict who would parade me and my sibling as if we were trophy kids, otherwise we were to be quiet and obedient or else. As bad as they were, my sibling was in their own league. I should go into more detail, but maybe it's best to skip some bits for safety and to avoid boring people ( it's inevitable someones gonna read this that thinks that way ).
I am disabled, I have some conditions that make it harder to do certain things in life. I can handle self care and basics, but it wouldnt hurt having a case manager and friends who check in to make sure i havent, idk, died of food poisoning due to a lack of sbility to cook, or stuck on a highway because I cant drive and I was juat sure walking 8 miles to handle chores wouldve been ok becausebI can push through.. im not an idiot but some stuff im slow on and other things maybe too stuborn or without resources to prevent, or just dont know how to ask for help due to past experiences. I have issues with my limbs, i have a couple mental disabilities but nothing serious ( I dont shout at people about being a surgeon, though Im not use to shouting after years of beingbtold to be quiet ). Im getting off track.
Im suppose to have EBT but despite having it for 8 years, I never once held the card or used it myself. If i tried to get it back id be harmed.
Ssi, I tried applying for a few times, but the last 2 tries were tampered. Sibling messed with papers the last time, and beforehand closed my case without my knowledge in order to keep it from going through, since they knew once I had money I wanted to leave. The other times were being handled by a relative who passed 3 years ago roughly. Sibling did try to before they passed but it was prevented, though I was simply told they messed up paperwork, just a small error nothing to worry about.
Job and home of my own, I wasnt allowed to leave the house unless i went with sibling to do errands, and if I tried to walk away, there would be a scene. Finding work when you cant even leave without threats is alot.
The last 2 years of my life sofar were the hardest. My one outlet for social interaction was Vrchat. No one knew I got thst headset just for the sake of talking to people and finding resources and an outlet. I didnt have money at thst point in time or an idea of where to go. For a short while, I was even allowed to see a psych and therapist. They wouldnt let me take siblingbin like they wanted so I was suppose to record what I said to them. Instead, half my appointment was talking to them about resources andbplans while the other half was a fake convo to pass off. I let my guard down however in around august, and thst nearly killed me.
About the 20s, sibling found out what I was doing,batleast enough to act, and everything I had was locked up, surprisingly nothing broken but they did want my passwords to snoop which I didnt give. I spent almost 2 months chained to my room. I had a chain on my neck, and a chain on my leg. I was already being physicslly harmed, from punching snd kicking, to choking and other harm, but in september I was water boarded twice, had a nail ripped off my pinky, then foot, and had cuts on my back and arm, plus somebother things I dont feel okay to mention still. I couldnt use a phone for help at that point, and couldnt tell anyone whst was happening. In part it's my fault for cutting people off due to extreme depression and fear. Friends I know have no idea just how bad everything got in 2025, let alone the later half. Two friends I know ive slowly openned up to about everything, but alot ofbpeople I spoke to online- its been alot to talk and it's painful when some people respond roughly with "huh you wernt lying? Neat anyways gl".. great to be cared about right? I lost my best friend simply because I talked too much about everything, so people collectively closed me off. If it wasnt for the two who offered me to come across the us after i hit the streets, about december, I may have done something stupid. Even if it was out of spite, it wouldnt have been enough to keep living how I felt.
How i got free is i managed to undo parts of the bed, and had to short the house to get out. Wont lie that hurt like heck. There was only 1 camera but thankfully that worked or theyd have been back before I got out. I managed to pack up some belongings but didnt get much, and i shouldnt have prioritized tech in the box vs say clothing, but i got my id, papers and bc. The only thing i regret not taking was my cat. I didnt know if she would have been okay but i didnt want to risk her being hurt if i was on the streets or something else. I wish she was still around. I found out third party my sibling put her down- but likely she did alot worse than that. If i had any reason to make them pay, itd be for her. It hurts so much that I have to be vague instead of outing them due to legal and safety issues.
I was able to get out early october, and a few days later i was relocated to a shelter not auper far but enough away I wouldnt be found. The people in the shelter wernt the best people but it was fine. Owner meant well and he did alot for people like me or simmilar too. The people who stayed at the shelter though could have been less hateful but age and bad history dont make the nicest people. I as able to find my first real job, I managed to even save alittle money, before people found me again.
After an attempted break in, and after ststing my plan to head to friends, i was told to leave early for my safety and the shelters too. I need to eventually handle legal stuff but they couldnt help me much since evidence might be circumstance and i didnt have any footage of being harmed, just what i told them and old marks.
14th of april, i got on a train and traveled scross the entire US. Im in a shelter again but maybe going to get help setting up ssi, ebt, work and insurance, maybe even my first rental. Friends wernt ready for me to be out here butbthat isnt on them at all. I appreciate their promise even being kept to let me eventually live with them.
Im working on all i can despite limitations and fears, but I need some help.. which is why im reluctant to post this
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Im doubtful this will even work, but a few people told me it was worth a shot. I didnt go into anywhere near detail on the gofundme incase it caused issues, but If this reslly will work, Id appreciate any help if ppl wanna donate. I'll eventually be okay, this is just to help keep me safe and get a boost. Sorry everyone. Eventuslly ill post more nest stuff, less drama or sad stuff. Just worth a shot I guess right? Sorry for my kindof incoheirent rambling.
Never before read sentence, but I didn't think a train would try to pee on me tonight. Pittsburg is...interesting sofar. I think ill just stay in the station though bc its safer.
Personally nore proud of a nearly 2 year reddit talking streak but I should take any of these little things as they come huh? .. i wonder if theres gigsntic ones like 10k or stuff. 1 mil id have to be a content bot pfft.
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