Time to tip the scales!

I am Thou: Nicole, 27, INFP, multifandom mess.

[threeheadedinternet]

BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD ♡✧( ु•⌄• ) once you get this award, you're supposed to paste it in the ask box of 8 people who deserve it. If you break the chain nothing will happen, but it's nice to know that someone thinks you're beautiful inside and out ❤ ( ◜◒◝ )♡ -- sent a little $$ to paypal, too. Best wishes to you both. You deserve it.

THANK YOUYOU WONDERFUL PERSON YOU!!!!!!

I’m sending a thousand hugs in your direction!!

This meansmore than I could possibly say with words. Seriously.

Shit has really hit thefan since I posted about it all, and he’s being picked up this coming Wednesday.There’s been a lot of stress and panic, as things gradually changed from bad toworse to super fucking critical. He’s even ditching his planned and paid for 30thbirthday party just to get out. :( This is all so fucking hard. He seems stuckin a chronic panic attack and it’s killing me that we can’t do it even sooner,just so he doesn’t have to be afraid of things blowing up even harder. Hisfamily has somehow managed to make it all about them – and the fact that I’m [insertevery insult under the sun] and “corrupting” him (because of course I am).Yeah, I seriously lost the in-law lottery. He’s locked himself in his room withbottled drinks, and only sneaks out to eat after midnight, simply to avoidtheir blows and insults. My heart is bleeding. But there really is light at theend of the tunnel now.

… We nevercould have made it this far without everyone. My parents, bless them so fuckingmuch, used their network and made all the phonecalls and are putting almost allthe money (save donations, again THANK YOU SO MUCH I LOVE YOU!) down withoutquestion, all to make it happen NOW, despite us being extra broke this month. Histwo best friends have booked work off to come down Wednesday morning to helpwith everything which is just such a relief, I could cry. His hand is stillbusted so he can’t pack, and to say he’ll need emotional support isunderstatement of the century. He’s (understandably) so broken over all this. Endof the day, it’s still his family. He still wants to believe in them, and notbe unkind or hurt them like they hurt him. He’s too good for them, but I can’tblame him either. :(

However, bysome amazing coincidence, one of these two best friends actually booked holidaya while ago, to come see me. He’ll be arriving not even 24 hours after my guy,and all of us are so grateful the timing worked out like that. We’ll need himwith us, without a doubt. As word has been spreading in our small circle, somany of our friends have gotten in touch to help, or just let him know he’sdoing the right thing. I don’t think anyone really realised before exactly howbad the situation actually is, and oddly enough everyone absolutely loves hisfamily. To have them all take our side without question like this is probablyall that’s holding him together right now.

As for me, everyone here has made meugly cry more than once. I’ve spent almost the entire year severely depressed –with this whole mess definitely being the biggest factor – and I’d pretty muchdropped off the internet completely as a result. To see you all still rememberme, and are willing to take time out to message me such great words of support,and even think we’re worth wasting a bit of money on, has all been sooverwhelming. We’re both so grateful for this response, I can never thank youenough. You’ve sincerely helped change our lives. Thank you for thinking of us,it really just does mean everything. <3    

[threeheadedinternet]

BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD ♡✧( ु•⌄• ) once you get this award, you're supposed to paste it in the ask box of 8 people who deserve it. If you break the chain nothing will happen, but it's nice to know that someone thinks you're beautiful inside and out ❤ ( ◜◒◝ )♡ -- sent a little $$ to paypal, too. Best wishes to you both. You deserve it.

THANK YOUYOU WONDERFUL PERSON YOU!!!!!!

I’m sending a thousand hugs in your direction!!

This meansmore than I could possibly say with words. Seriously.

Shit has really hit thefan since I posted about it all, and he’s being picked up this coming Wednesday.There’s been a lot of stress and panic, as things gradually changed from bad toworse to super fucking critical. He’s even ditching his planned and paid for 30thbirthday party just to get out. :( This is all so fucking hard. He seems stuckin a chronic panic attack and it’s killing me that we can’t do it even sooner,just so he doesn’t have to be afraid of things blowing up even harder. Hisfamily has somehow managed to make it all about them – and the fact that I’m [insertevery insult under the sun] and “corrupting” him (because of course I am).Yeah, I seriously lost the in-law lottery. He’s locked himself in his room withbottled drinks, and only sneaks out to eat after midnight, simply to avoidtheir blows and insults. My heart is bleeding. But there really is light at theend of the tunnel now.

… We nevercould have made it this far without everyone. My parents, bless them so fuckingmuch, used their network and made all the phonecalls and are putting almost allthe money (save donations, again THANK YOU SO MUCH I LOVE YOU!) down withoutquestion, all to make it happen NOW, despite us being extra broke this month. Histwo best friends have booked work off to come down Wednesday morning to helpwith everything which is just such a relief, I could cry. His hand is stillbusted so he can’t pack, and to say he’ll need emotional support isunderstatement of the century. He’s (understandably) so broken over all this. Endof the day, it’s still his family. He still wants to believe in them, and notbe unkind or hurt them like they hurt him. He’s too good for them, but I can’tblame him either. :(

However, bysome amazing coincidence, one of these two best friends actually booked holidaya while ago, to come see me. He’ll be arriving not even 24 hours after my guy,and all of us are so grateful the timing worked out like that. We’ll need himwith us, without a doubt. As word has been spreading in our small circle, somany of our friends have gotten in touch to help, or just let him know he’sdoing the right thing. I don’t think anyone really realised before exactly howbad the situation actually is, and oddly enough everyone absolutely loves hisfamily. To have them all take our side without question like this is probablyall that’s holding him together right now.

As for me, everyone here has made meugly cry more than once. I’ve spent almost the entire year severely depressed –with this whole mess definitely being the biggest factor – and I’d pretty muchdropped off the internet completely as a result. To see you all still rememberme, and are willing to take time out to message me such great words of support,and even think we’re worth wasting a bit of money on, has all been sooverwhelming. We’re both so grateful for this response, I can never thank youenough. You’ve sincerely helped change our lives. Thank you for thinking of us,it really just does mean everything. <3    

[threeheadedinternet]

I never wanted to have to write this, but I’m heartbroken, desperate and feel like my hand’s been forced. I’ve been sat here trying to write everything down for two hours now, but I keep breaking down, and deleting everything. Bottom line is, I need my partner of seven years away from his abusive family as soon as possible. I’ve written both the full story, the tl;dr, and lots in between, but no matter how I look at it, I’ll end up giving away far more than my partner is comfortable with. I just can’t get myself to put it out there, forever preserved on the internet for all to see. He deserves better, for once in his life. I’m sorry, and I hope you all understand how vulnerable this leaves us as is, even without all the dirt. Anyway. Most of you know we’re long distance. Some of you know of my partner’s history, and know that unforgivable things were done to him in the past. You might even be one of the few who knows, that his mother’s reaction to it all, was to tell him to suck it up and stop talking about it. Quite a few of you know about the beyond difficult relationship I have with his family, and I’ve even told a bunch about the fact that it’s a common occurrence for his mum to sneak into his room while he’s out and chuck his stuff away without telling or asking (including irreplaceable collector’s items). That’s not even mentioning the constant guilt tripping and daily infantilising.

He had a very nasty work accident, almost three weeks ago now. Almost lost half a hand. Since he’s in manual labour, he’s been unable to work, and is easily looking at another two weeks where he physically can’t do the job he’s hired on to do. Problem is, he’s at a family business, one that includes his mum. A week in, literally the day after his second surgery in the name of actually trying to save his hand, she decided he was fit to go with her. Without even asking. It’s his dominant hand that’s gone, and not only is he completely unable to move it, he is in a lot of pain at almost all times. She lost her mind when he ended up not going with her for his own health and safety, and she hasn’t spoken a word to him since. Not a word. That was last week. She has refused to let him eat with the rest of the house, leaving him to cook for himself. He can’t. He can barely make a cup of tea without mucking it up right now. His dad and sister has been playing along, watching him struggle to put a basic meal together and not doing a thing to help. 

He just told me, and. I’m broken. I can’t do this anymore. He can’t do this anymore. There is so much history here that I just can’t get into, but from what I’ve seen in my seven years with him…. It’s gotten to the point where I’ve just offered to rent a truck and drive halfway across Europe to pick up him and his belongings while everyone’s at work. If we do it that way, he’ll never be welcome in that house again. That’s a fact. We’re both starting to think that might be for the best. If he moves away via plane, there’s a good chance his room will be cleared and either sold or binned. We cannot win here, but he can’t stay either. He deserves to be with people where he doesn’t have to guess whether or not he’s liked, respected, and loved. More than that, we are obviously desperate to finally live together again, rather than seeing each other a precious few times a year. Thing is, when he eventually does go back to work, he’s on UK minimum wage. As a student, I earn even less. My parents who LOVE HIM but are dirt poor have already offered to help with everything, including chipping in what little they can. We’ll both be saving, too, but no matter what, we’ll be saving for a long time. However, if every single one of my mutuals gave just £1? We’d be set, we’d be able to do this sooner rather than later. If even just half of you were willing to chip in a few quid, I could evacuate him as soon as end September… If you’re even considering helping, Paypal can be found at restless.dreams(at)hotmail.com - but honestly guys, every little helps, even just some happy thoughts our way. I’d like to cry happy tears for once instead of… this. Thank you. <3

[threeheadedinternet]

Update time!

Faster than expected, but THINGS! ARE! HAPPENING! A million billion thanks to everyone who’s shared this so far, it really does mean the world right now.

I’m happy to say that we got to work straight away.

Yesterday we found a moving company that does everything we need, and somehow their all-included pricing is totally within reach (and cheaper than if I did it myself)! Thanks to some extraordinarily kind people, we’re somehow already a fifth of the way there, and if this offer sticks it’ll be our only immediate expense!!!

We’ve also been busy looking at/speaking to schools, and with luck, he’ll be able to start a course in January that’ll get him to uni for next summer! As a working-class Englishman, this has always been out of reach. We’re both buzzing at the possibility that it might actually happen.

My parents are already scouting jobs in their network, and if all else fails, there’ll be a position waiting with my dad. It’s a last resort since it’s more manual labour, but still an option since the conditions are infinitely better. No more bloody emergency hospital trips ever again! We’ve even found an English-speaking driving school – and while that’s not a priority, I’ll personally start saving for that for sometime next year, as I think we all know how many doors a driver’s license can open.

He’s started to clear out his attic, both to trim down his stuff for moving, and to raise money for it all. As soon as I have time, I’ll be putting a chunk of my collection up for sale, too. This includes a fair amount of Bioware rarities – would there be interest in a post before it all goes on eBay?

Finally, we’ve agreed that he’ll stay until his birthday late September, if nothing else, for the sake of seeing his friends, most of whom have already moved away. A chance for all of us to be together is so rare these days, I can’t blame him for wanting to suck it up and wait a bit. Chances are it’ll work out pretty spot on in terms of when we can actually afford it anyway.

All in all, this is happening. It’s actually happening. He’s still miserable, his house still hell, but seeing a plan of attack forming, slowly but surely, has lifted both our spirits beyond measure. I really can’t thank you guys enough for your support in this. It’s mental. This situation has been killing me for so, so, so long, and now that it’s actually gone proper nuclear, I’m still suddenly somehow the happiest I’ve been in a long time. There’s light at the end of the tunnel and I’ve been switching between blushing and sniffling like crazy pretty much every time I’ve logged on these last two days – both from your sweet comments and generous donations. I still don’t know what to say, other than we’re both so very grateful. Still, Any and all help is still very, very, v e r y welcome – everything from a few quid to potential legal advice re European migration - we still have quite a ways to go yet, but at this rate we might actually be ready as early as October, which is just so crazy and wonderful! I just hope more than anything, that once the urgency of it all passes, we’ll actually be settled enough to allow us to pay it forward. Thank you! <3

[threeheadedinternet]

…………… WHAAAAT........... Who just donated all that!? 😭 I am utterly speechless. You have just made such a big difference to us, words can’t even begin to express how much, and how grateful I am! From the bottom of my heart, thank you! If you want, please don’t hesitate to PM me, I would love to paint you something when I’m settled into uni and have ram in my desktop again!

[threeheadedinternet]

curekepralssyndrome replied to your post: I never wanted to have to write this, but I’m...                

   Me and my LDR boyfriend are in similar situations… stay strong    

Thank you, kind stranger! Seriously, thank you! Though I hate knowing that others are able to recognise this - like long distance is already hard enough, no one needs a shitfest like this on top of it all - i really appreciate it. You guys hang in there too, please!

[threeheadedinternet]

I never wanted to have to write this, but I’m heartbroken, desperate and feel like my hand’s been forced. I’ve been sat here trying to write everything down for two hours now, but I keep breaking down, and deleting everything. Bottom line is, I need my partner of seven years away from his abusive family as soon as possible. I’ve written both the full story, the tl;dr, and lots in between, but no matter how I look at it, I’ll end up giving away far more than my partner is comfortable with. I just can’t get myself to put it out there, forever preserved on the internet for all to see. He deserves better, for once in his life. I’m sorry, and I hope you all understand how vulnerable this leaves us as is, even without all the dirt. Anyway. Most of you know we’re long distance. Some of you know of my partner’s history, and know that unforgivable things were done to him in the past. You might even be one of the few who knows, that his mother’s reaction to it all, was to tell him to suck it up and stop talking about it. Quite a few of you know about the beyond difficult relationship I have with his family, and I’ve even told a bunch about the fact that it’s a common occurrence for his mum to sneak into his room while he’s out and chuck his stuff away without telling or asking (including irreplaceable collector’s items). That’s not even mentioning the constant guilt tripping and daily infantilising.

He had a very nasty work accident, almost three weeks ago now. Almost lost half a hand. Since he’s in manual labour, he’s been unable to work, and is easily looking at another two weeks where he physically can’t do the job he’s hired on to do. Problem is, he’s at a family business, one that includes his mum. A week in, literally the day after his second surgery in the name of actually trying to save his hand, she decided he was fit to go with her. Without even asking. It’s his dominant hand that’s gone, and not only is he completely unable to move it, he is in a lot of pain at almost all times. She lost her mind when he ended up not going with her for his own health and safety, and she hasn’t spoken a word to him since. Not a word. That was last week. She has refused to let him eat with the rest of the house, leaving him to cook for himself. He can’t. He can barely make a cup of tea without mucking it up right now. His dad and sister has been playing along, watching him struggle to put a basic meal together and not doing a thing to help. 

He just told me, and. I’m broken. I can’t do this anymore. He can’t do this anymore. There is so much history here that I just can’t get into, but from what I’ve seen in my seven years with him…. It’s gotten to the point where I’ve just offered to rent a truck and drive halfway across Europe to pick up him and his belongings while everyone’s at work. If we do it that way, he’ll never be welcome in that house again. That’s a fact. We’re both starting to think that might be for the best. If he moves away via plane, there’s a good chance his room will be cleared and either sold or binned. We cannot win here, but he can’t stay either. He deserves to be with people where he doesn’t have to guess whether or not he’s liked, respected, and loved. More than that, we are obviously desperate to finally live together again, rather than seeing each other a precious few times a year. Thing is, when he eventually does go back to work, he’s on UK minimum wage. As a student, I earn even less. My parents who LOVE HIM but are dirt poor have already offered to help with everything, including chipping in what little they can. We’ll both be saving, too, but no matter what, we’ll be saving for a long time. However, if every single one of my mutuals gave just £1? We’d be set, we’d be able to do this sooner rather than later. If even just half of you were willing to chip in a few quid, I could evacuate him as soon as end September... If you’re even considering helping, Paypal can be found at restless.dreams(at)hotmail.com - but honestly guys, every little helps, even just some happy thoughts our way. I’d like to cry happy tears for once instead of... this. Thank you. <3

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[personal-burrito]

the first time you go to takemi to ask for medicine

[threeheadedinternet]

ashesfromfrost replied to your post: Three days into uni and I’ve already joined three...    Social life has claimed you    

   It is too late    

   Nothing can be done    

You’re making it sound like I’m one of the infected during a zombie apocalypse and.... no actually, you’re really not wrong, it feels gross, thanks friendo!

[threeheadedinternet]

Three days into uni and I’ve already joined three clubs and considering a fourth, I’m gonna lose my hermit status at this rate just WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON

[unclefather]

[threeheadedinternet]

Holy shit first day of uni and we got an assignment to just play with the Sphero BB-8 for like twenty minutes - I think I’m gonna be very happy here 😭

[fandomshateblackpeople]

lol

[chavdog]

Iconic

[k-wame]

[habitualshaker]

[memeufacturing-deactivated20161]

the entire month of august is like the sunday evening of the year where you think you have your shit together but at 11pm you realize theres school tomorrow & your shit is completely not together 

[mxlabradorite]

I’ve been out of school for thirteen years and I still feel this in my goddamn bones.

[magiashley]

[delsinsfire]

Okami 2 would be better but I’ll take this!

[sigurism]