If You Live In The USA And You're Pleading For Donations To Pay Your Rent, Bills, Or Get Food Then Dial

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What to do if you find yourself homless- written by someone who has actually been homeless

Most important: Spend the money you have on a motel. Churches probably will not actually help and shelters can be dangerous or turn you away. At a motel you have free breakfast, access to running water, and a lockable place to sleep. Do not waste money on a gym membership like the popular version of this post says to do, YMCA memberships are like $40.

2. Contact family and friends. Now is not the time to worry about being a burden. Your survival and safety comes first and that is all that matters, anyone worth having in your life will agree.

3. Start a gofundme. Even if someone can’t offer you a place to stay, they might be willing to toss out $5 so you can eat today.

4. Libraries have free wifi. Apply to any and all jobs you can think of if you aren’t already working.

5. Any home is a good home. Even if it’s a dingy apartment in a bad neighborhood. If its cheap and you can afford it, snatch it up. 

6. Pancake mix and peanut butter are filling, cheap, and last a long time.

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This won’t make sense but I just need to ramble to calm down. Warnings: I don’t know I think this is anxiety but it’s so oddly specific and I don’t know why but I just can’t and I don’t think anyone will relate to this but if you do I’d like to know how you cope with it because this is killing me

Sleep won’t come.

Tossing and turning and tossing and turning. Your head aches. You force your eyes shut. They open back up immediately without hesitance.

No side of the bed feels safe.

It’s too stuffy. But blankets are required. Blankets provide weight and warmth no matter how suffocating they may be. If one is present, then no other being can be. It’s faulty reasoning.

Any childhood fear is real once it’s dark. No soothing songs or mental tricks can change what your mind has already deemed as a threat.

A Thing lurks below the mattress. Silent and present. It will stab through the fabric and cushioning. It’ll pierce right through your stomach. Try to wiggle out of its all-knowing gaze. It can see through the mattress, so it’s all pointless. It’s meaningless.

You can feel a finger from below gently prodding at your side, because if you’re on your side then that’s less of a target for the Thing to be able to hit. It’s like it lives inside your mattress. Maybe it will press its face just where your pillow lays and lift you up just a bit. So you know it is there.

Feel it? Feel it pushing more of its body through the mattress? It’s from halfway down your ribs to just past your waist. Feel it? It’s pressing upwards. Feel it?

On your other side, the side that is facing the ceiling, the blanket has suddenly become heavy. Only that side. Only that side. It’s heavy. It’s heavy. It’s like another hand is pressing down. It presses down.

Feel your chest closing in? It’s tightening. It’s constricting. Breathe in. Remember to breathe. Slow. Slow and steady. Be quiet. Be silent. Breathe. Be silent.

Reduce your line of sight. Focus on the light in front of you. There’s nothing else. It’s quiet. It’s there. It’s still heavy. It’s still pressing upwards. It’s quiet.

Are you numb now? From the waist down? Move. Don’t move. Moving. Turn to your other side. Do it now.

Music doesn’t help. Turn it off. Quiet. It’s quiet.

It’s not pressing into you anymore. Your eyes burn. Try to sleep again.

Try again.

Can we just… normalize teens loving their parents? Like obviously you’re not obligated to if your parents are shitty, but damn, I love my mom. She’s there for me all the time and sure we have rough patches but honestly she’s the greatest. Like. We need teens to know that they don’t have to hate their parents just cause.

time to see if my old mpreg player works ahhh!!!

I can smell the sheer pain of frozen runny nostrils, watery eyes, cold wet boots, foggy vision and numb hands😭

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"you have a responsibility to consider how your writing would affect other people" literally 50% of writing is manipulating the audience by setting tone and mood and drawing them in to fuck with their emotions. writers do NOTHING but consider how our writing is affecting other people and this is implying that our moral imperative is to make them feel warm and fuzzy which it is not

I KIND OF JUST REALIZED THAT JESSIE FROM TEAM ROCKET FORMS A FUCKING R WITH HER HAIR AND BODY

WHY DID IT TAKE ME OVER 10 YEARS TO REALIZE THIS