i did it
I’ve been panicking about making this post for a while now and I’m so overwhelmed and terrified and I can’t think of anything else to do right now so I guess I’ll do it.
There’s a pretty good chance that I might end up homeless soon.
The long and short of it is that my husband and I have been having some pretty terrible marital issues for the past year or so and It’s been getting progressively worse. I’ve been doing my best to salvage what I can and be encouraging when he needs encouraging and staying out of his way when he wants to be left alone, but what it all comes down to is that I’ve spent the last few years being severely emotionally abused and hurt and now I’m being thrown out.
It’s gotten to the point where my husband has been threatening to throw me out.
I don’t have anything of my own. I have a computer, a few electronics, some at supplies, my clothes, and the money in my paypal (which isn’t much) and I’m absolutely terrified.
I can’t go back to living with my parents because (as some of you know) my mother is extremely mentally unstable and my father is emotionally and physically and verbally abusive.
My friends have offered a temporary stay but I have an overwhelming feeling of guilt & that I am burdensome (even though they have reassured me that I’m not - this is just my own personal fear and confusion talking) and so I really do not want to push myself onto them.
I cannot afford a place of my own and I am not in a place where I can shack up with strangers who I don’t know or trust, and I’m feeling very horrible and scared and empty and confused and lonely and unloved right now. I even feel sick writing this because I feel as though I am at my lowest low and I do not deserve to even be making a post like this, but I am really at my wits end and ive been crying for a few hours now and I’ve thrown up twice due to stress and I’m just… really fucked up.
This is the second abusive relationship I’ve suffered through in my life and I’m feeling pretty broken and terrified and helpless and worthless.
I know that this is a huge thing to ask of the general public, but if I could get a little money together, I might be able to take care of myself for a while, and maybe, just maybe figure something out where I won’t have to give up everything I’ve worked so hard for and give up friendships I’ve made through these past years to go back to living with my incredibly abusive parents.
If you feel like you want to donate anything… even a penny, even like fifty cents, my paypal is:
If I can maybe scrounge together a little nest egg, I might be able to keep myself safe. I might be able to like… hopefully not self destruct. IDK how else to explain it. I’m just lost. I’m scared and lost and really, really really messed up.
I don’t know how much longer I have in this house, but… yknow. I’ll keep you updated.
Again I’m sorry for even posting this, I know it’s ridiculous and farfetched but I feel like it’s my last resort and I’m just… really scared.
I thought this was relevant
There’s this asshole who every time he sees me with my ukulele he thinks he’s funny and asks “Can you play any Metallica?” but the joke is now on him because I just learned how to play the intro riff to Master of Puppets.
I did it. I fucking did it. He asked me again just like I knew he would and I stared him straight in the eyes without blinking and just fucking shredded on my ukulele
I IMAGINED THAT GIF EXACTLY
Homestuck is like
But the fandom is like
Dangan Ronpa is like
But then the fandom
OFF is like
The fandom tho
SNK (Attack on Titan)
Basically the fandom of any sad show/game/webcomic is crazy and cheerful because they are trying to patch up the broken pieces of their hearts that were smashed to pieces by the said show/game/webcomic.
But then Hetalia is like:
But the fandom is like:
Hetalia defies logic.
YOU BROUGHT THIS ON YOURSELF
This got even funnier when I realized that to shoot it, essentially someone had to hurl a massive rat puppet at Cary Elwes.
My favorite thing is that he doesn’t telegraph it at all. He never tenses up, never flinches, just waits for the giant rat puppet being hurled through the air to take him down. Great performance.
Because without sugar, people could no longer bear reality, and they would go mad.
Yeah, that’s pretty wrong. Don’t feel bad though, as it’s a thing I’ve heard people say pretty much from the day I started drawing Squee. I get where that comes from, but it’s not where my brain goes with the character. Squee’s just a good kid, wants to be comfortable and happy, but awful shit just goes down around him in the name of cheap laughs.
His story is entirely different from Johnny’s, however. Johnny’s always been a patsy to me, and someone who would only really be admirable on the most shallow level until you get a better sense of what he’s about. He’s sympathetic to a very short point and then the rest of him is not much better than the nonsense he obsesses over and judges with impunity.
Squee’s just a kid who has the shit luck of having him for a neighbor.
Squee’s also got a bear that absorbs every bad effect those horrible experiences would leave in him. It’s partly why Johnny has an instant dislike of Shmee. Broken folks hate being called out on their shit.
I think Squee’s gonna be alright.
Making people who want sketches draw what they want me to draw first. Keeps it fun for me, and stressful for them!
I think I might have broken my finger reblogging this.
EVERYONE TAKE A MINUTE TO JUST APPRECIATE THE FACT THAT DONALD GLOVER EXISTS AND KNOWS WHAT THE FUCK IS UP
I think we need to clone him for future generations.
Why? I’m pretty sure that when Death comes for him, Christopher Lee will be waiting with a knife, and I’m not betting on Death in that fight.
Are you kidding? Mr. Lee and Death are old drinking buddies.
Christopher Lee just stabs Death and there’s a beat before Death goes “HEEEEYYYY how the hell have you been, you old bastard” and hugs him, the knife still buried in his back.
We’re having pizza for dinner, is that ok?