happy chanukah! we’re getting kicked out.
i’m will & that is my cat wesley. i’m a jewish lesbian currently residing in texas. this past year my fiancée and i have lived with her mother while her father had terminal pancreatic cancer. he passed only several months ago, leaving money for alex when he did. (enough for a down payment on an apartment and then some.) her mother has stolen all of this and refuses alex access to it.
recently we were given five months to leave— mind you, this is less than five months after alex’s father has died.
in these months she has begun wildly and impulsively spending our collective income on frivolous things. she refuses to get a job. last minute trips to las vegas and new orleans, four tattoos, the same pair of $33 leggings three times. she hides her purchases from us, and i’m only aware she spends money when i manage to get the mail before she does.
she swings with no warning from cheerful to cruel, and insults us without a thought. simultaneously she’s started devoting her time to several boyfriends, who she’s let be rude to us and has started giving money to. the boyfriends are allowed an uncomfortable amount of access to us and we are under all circumstances expected to be polite to them. i have been insulted to my face more than once, as well as endured sexual comments from men twice my age.
not only is she verbally abusive, she is physically abusive to our animals (her dog and our cat). she has started neglecting her eight year old dog, who we have become the caretakers for and now experiences separation anxiety being apart from us. she refused to take her to a vet for months, leaving us to do it. in the past she threatened to poison my cat, or leave him outside. (he has chronic health issues & would almost certainly die.)
in august she attacked alex while she was having panic attack and i fully believe would have seriously injured her were her grandmother not present. her grandmother blocked her from entering the living room while she continued berating us from the kitchen.
i’ve been paying for groceries & amenities solely on my own and out of my savings. this includes food for her, and her dog. when she bought groceries three days ago, she had a hysterical fit.
we are both physically disabled. alex had been diagnosed with EDS. i have fibromyalgia & endometriosis, currently using a cane as my mobility decreases. before we were in this position, i was also actively seeking a psychiatric service dog for my treatment resistant PTSD. this situation has seriously exacerbated both our physical & mental health issues by merit of stress alone.
alex currently works a minimum wage job and is taking a second, while i search for a first. in the mean time, we’ve been doing odd jobs and errands. yesterday while helping alex’s aunt, she confided in me the handyman she hired for the job previously assaulted her. he berated her, threw sharp+heavy objects at her, and when she got him out of her house began beating his own truck. she learned he’d also attacked other female neighbours, and told alex’s mom this.
when we got home, i walked in to see him casually laying on our couch with her. he was clearly on coke. we barricaded our door for the majority of the night, and the following day her aunt wordlessly gifted us a metal baseball bat.
we are both beyond stressed, not making enough money with current work to leave as quickly as we desperately need to. i worry for our safety, and the safety of our animals. we need help. i know this is a long and heavy post, so thank you for sticking with me. if you would reblog, that support within itself would mean the world to us. if you’re able to donate:
DONATE: https://www.paypal.me/warene
my fiancée has made her own adjacent post, which you can read here.
hey, folks. this is mod possum. currently, this is the situation the other mod & i live within. i hate beyond hate to strip my guise of anonymity here in this precise manner, but our situation is dire. the community we’ve built from this small blog which started as a single joke has astounded the both of us. now, we’re asking for your help.
we love you all & hope you’ll spread the word. thank you so much for having fun with us on this blog for the past two years. that shared happiness has been a huge stress relief. humour makes us both feel like ourselves again. leaving here, our current priority, would too.
