cross-posted from: https://hexbear.net/post/3260326

Only $20/$1000 has been reached to ensure stable housing and coverage of various items or procedures that may be needed. I’m not trying to be greedy or ungrateful, but did ask for more than enough to ensure that I wouldn’t have to ask for help again, at least not here. At the very least need to get 5 additional days to make sure our plasma donations can cover us consistently afterwards, and that’ll cost around $400. So looking to get at least $380 more if that is at all possible. Since he’s now employed we can start to get our feet under ourselves, and I’ll follow suit, more than likely either returning to Publix to work or working as a server somewhere. I hope my tone has shifted in how I post. If I’ve offended any hexbearians in past posts or comments, I do apologize. I’m done being shit ass, and I’m really trying to turn things around and just be better instead of being hopelessly depressed, jaded, and ready to fling shit at anyone or anything. If I’ve ever gave a hostile impression to my fellow hexchanners, again I apologize and resolve to do better, and it doesn’t stop here or online. If anything, when it comes down to it, I’ll figure it out. I am running out of time for checkout though. - the user formerly known as Ann Teefa

Cashapp - $HexBeara

Need about $1000 to ensure I can secure the extended stay long enough to find employment and or a better living situation along with a slew of other expenses . I suck at asking for help and this IS last minute. But I do have EBT coming in today along with my partner who applied as well (who has been making strides in being less shit ass as well as of late) . I’m going to be speaking with a longtime friend who I burnt a bridge with due to a disagreement and sucking up my pride so that I can get not only myself help but someone (23) who we happened to meet at the pool who’s pregnant, who IMO, is giving off vibes as I did when I was 18, just completely lost and unsure of what do to for their next step and how to go about it, and I’m very unsure of how to go about it and help besides trying to help her reapply for ebt , wic, etc. We’ve helped by giving groceries that we’ve had on hand that may or may not have had a hand in giving me chest pains after I smoked about 2 nights ago from all the salt and fat (my partner and the shit ass dealer didn’t help by telling me ‘its just a panic attack’, like no no, I’m very calmly stating that it feels like the consequences of my actions and that it’d just be my luck to croak as I finally put in the effort. Least I would’ve been laughing at the time of death or cardiac arrest.). Just things like a pack of hotdogs, half a box of pop tarts, a Pyrex of oats, a Pyrex of rice, Mac n cheese, a stick of butter, some hot chocolate from the lobby from the complimentary breakfast along with a chocolate muffin I hadn’t eaten. To add to that I was emotionally constipated until I adopted a skittish cat that I couldn’t stop crying over the unfairness of his predicament, how it represents a microcosm of society and my time within it (yada yada, I could wax poetic of how shit things are for eons, and this isn’t the first time I’ve recognized extraneous circumstances being so dire and ass, but it is the first time in about 4 years I’ve had to be responsible for another life and have that reminder close by at almost all times ) and he already come out of his shell after what is now his 3rd day with us. As of my writing, my partner just secured a job here as well but we’re unsure of whether or not that’ll secure us board (starts next Monday). I also haven’t gotten my teeth done yet because I’ve been waiting on my blue card and additionally can’t afford the pittance that the most affordable plans cost. I really hate asking for help because eventually it’s always used as a cudgel and to assassinate my character and leaves me more jaded then the time before I’ve asked. But I’m currently in a situation where I really REALLY NEED it to make a come up.

Also was clocked by the pigs for not having bike lights ( and me being me, along with at that point, being absolutely exhausted from biking, donating plasma, missing the bus, getting on the wrong bus) and resisting w/o violence by not stopping immediately (until I was specifically identified and told to stop I might add, they whoop whooped a couple times but I was ready to suicide by cop if he was gonna abuse his power since he already was stopping me simply because I can’t afford lights and couldn’t access what headlights or tail lights I had at my previous place since my cool roommate wasn’t home. If someone brings up how it’s about my safety, they could give a fuck, they didn’t utter a breath about not having working brakes.) Anyways, gotta be a good noodle for 6 months, and gotta stay until then. After though I’m moving back to Massachusetts to become a resident and take their free schooling and just have a piece of paper that says I know things. More than likely also doing a technical college at some point.

Btw the adorable little guys name is Artorias and he’s now my (unofficial) emotional support animal, and I do plan on getting him registered as such.

Never has the fire in my heart for revolution burned so hot and brightly and I severely need the help that I’ve lacked and have avoided asking for. Please spare what you can, but we truly need to hit the goal (honestly probably more but it’ll do plenty) to get everything situated.

Cashapp is $HexBeara

Update #1: $20 so far. $980 to go. The $20 is going towards the bike more than likely. Big thanks to the comrades that have already spotted us $10 a piece.