Me:*hangs Out With Someone For 3 Hours* Me: Oh Hey, I Just Remembered I Have To Tell You Something Me

Im happy this was my biggest post this year!

I want PIMOs here to know that there are "worldly people" kinder than you can imagine. Friends you'll gain that aren't conditional in their support. New experiences you never even considered, but that bring you immense joy. Parts of yourself that you'll find and can now let free.

Your life isn't over for waking up, it's about to begin.

Xtianity fucked me up so much that even the idea of being straight felt awful to me.

You teach a child that attraction is evil but men will be attracted to her and sometimes show it in undesirable ways because that's how God made them... and tell her that her body hurts and bleeds every month because God cursed her for a sin she didn't commit and also tell her a man will take over her surname and life because God granted him an authority he didn't earn.

Despite the threat of hellfire for being gay, I was more averse to the idea of attraction to men than women because men were supposed to strip me of my autonomy, safety, humanity. Because 'husband' was a synonym for tyrant. At least, this is what I was taught, as if it was the right and only thing.

[r/adfems dni]

It's so funny to me that my parents will unironically be weirded out when I'm feminine or say stuff like, "Sometimes you feel more like my son." and yet are homophobic and transphobic. So you admit I'm naturally like this without complaint (mostly) but if I find a word to describe this feeling suddenly I need to be cured. Its like:

My parents: wow it's like your not a boy or a girl

Me: I'm agender

My parents: 🤬

I just secured an apartment!

So I finished my college classes recently and spent time looking at apartments. I found one that fits me really well and I'm so excited!

There is so much in my life that's gonna change after this, which is scary, but I'll finally be free. No more meetings, or lying, or dealing with my shitty parents. I might finally be okay, ya kno?

Also I now know about about apartment hunting, so if there are any PIMOs or others who have questions feel free to ask. I had to get help from my parents and they purposely gave me scary information to discourage me from moving. So, if you don't have someone to shoot stuff off of I'm here.

I'm learning that being in a high control group has made me a fantastic actor. I had doubts for years and while I felt a lot of guilt, I also just couldn't make myself feel or act how I knew I was excepted to. So I leaned hard into the shy sweet girl archetype. Sure they think I'm at least 5 years younger than I am, but I can do the bare minimum and ignore uncomfortable topics out of "nervousness".

The real me is opinionated, blunt, and consistently makes jokes. My family will tell others this, but they don't often believe them. It goes unquestioned and gives me some freedom. Still, I will be extremely relieved when I can retire the role.

i’ll have you know well over six tumblr users enjoy my religious trauma shitposts

If you're reading this, I love you. ❤️

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So god really made me the most disobedient, strong-willed fucker around and then placed me in a religion that demands absolute obedience from its members, particularly women? Stupid prick was just BEGGING for me to leave with that faulty setup.

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 Please, with everything that I have in me, I am begging for help for a family of 2 disabled black siblings (my autistic brother & myself with a physical disability) to not go homeless again during this pandemic.

 For those who don’t know, I am a physically disabled black woman and the sole caretaker of my autistic brother. Last year, we lost the home our father worked his entire life for after he passed away. My brother and I were made homeless.

 Since, we’ve been able to rent a home. But with our unique situation of no income, no rental history, no credit… nobody wants us as renters and the only deal we were able to get was to pay our entire YEAR’s worth of rent up front.

gofundme.com

Help 2 Black & Disabled Siblings After Losing Home, organized by Dave Davis

PLEASE READ MOST RECENT UPDATE AT END OF STORY! We have lost the home … Dave Davis needs your support for Help 2 Black & Disabled Siblings

 The last I updated you all, we were waiting on a hearing to determine the status of my brother’s disability case. We have been fighting for his disability for the whole year since we moved across the country, and after it was illegitimately denied TWICE before… the hearing that was set for June 3rd finally came. It was our last hope to get the funds we need to pay our upcoming rent. But when the date came… after waiting tirelessly… we were informed that it was postponed until 3 months from now.

 Three Months.

 Our lease ends at the end of July, we DO NOT have Three Months. The way the disabled are discarded like nothing is unbearable. You have no idea the pain I felt that day… seeing them treat a case that is so important that it stands between us and our home… like just another file. Like it means nothing. And this is what I mean when I say…

 They Do NOT Want Us To Live.

 It would have been our last hope at stable income to be able to pay our rent normally. We do not have any income at this time. Even the art that I was making was taken down by Etsy. Everyday I wake up in agony of not knowing what’s going to happen next.

 Call after call with no leads to any help. I haven’t had any transportation for the entire year since we were first kicked out of the only home we ever knew, and it’s been so unbelievably hard to find any work that I’m capable of without it. 

 I have given my everything.

 And I have gotten nothing back.

 And with all of it, I still sit here with my only sliver of hope to reach out to anyone who might see this.

 For the past several months, I have been trying to work up the courage to ask for help again. The strength to reach out again. If it was just me, I don’t think I could do this. But my brother, who has no way whatsoever of taking care of himself… what is he supposed to do if we lose our home? It has taken everything in me to sit here and write this cry for assistance.. but cry, I must.

 I have done nothing but look for other options. Tirelessly, day in and day out I have reached out to so many of these “resources” who are supposed to help us in times like this and time and time again, I have been shut down. My willpower has been crushed so much it’s not even describable.

 If you can help us, please know that even the lowest amount that you can possibly afford could help us right now. I’m so scared of losing everything again.

 I haven’t been able to rest. Every moment I’m awake just brings me back to the trauma I’ve experienced this year.

 I would just like to say with you all that

 Disabled Black Lives Matter.

 We deserve to feel safe and secure. We deserve a world that cares what happens to us. I know there are people out there who do. So I am asking you, one more time.

gofundme.com

Help 2 Black & Disabled Siblings After Losing Home, organized by Dave Davis

PLEASE READ MOST RECENT UPDATE AT END OF STORY! We have lost the home … Dave Davis needs your support for Help 2 Black & Disabled Siblings

 We need your help.

 Please help us, share our GoFundMe, share our story, donate anything you can at this time. If we can reach our goal we can be safe for AT LEAST another year.

 Help us keep a roof over our heads so that we can KEEP TRYING.

 Thank you 🙏🏽💜

eyyyyy  i made another comic.

hope yall like it. 

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