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What to do if you suddenly find yourself homeless

FOOD

Find your nearest food bank or mission, for food

grocery stores with free samples, bakeries + stores with day-old bread

different fast food outlets have cheaper food and will generally let you hang out for a while.

some dollar stores carry food like cans of beans or fruit

SHELTER

Sleeping at beaches during the day is a good way to avoid suspicion and harassment

sleep with your bag strapped to you, so someone can’t steal it

Some churches offer short term residence

Find your nearest homeless shelter

Look for places that are open to the public

A large dumpster near a wall can often be moved so that flipping up the lids creates an angled shelter to stay dry

HYGIENE

A membership to the YMCA is usually only 10$, which has a shower, and sometimes laundry machines and lockers.

Public libraries have bathrooms you can use

Dollar stores carry low-end soaps and deodorant etc.

Wet wipes are all purpose and a life saver

Local beaches, go for a quick swim

Some truck stops have showers you can pay for

Staying clean is the best way to prevent disease, and potentially get a job to get back on your feet

Pack 7 pairs of socks/undies, 2 outfits, and one hooded rain jacket

OTHER

first aid kit

 sunscreen

 a travel alarm clock or watch

 mylar emergency blanket

 a backpack is a must

 downgrade your cellphone to a pay as you go with top-up cards

 sleeping bag

 travel kit of toothbrush, hair brush/comb, mirror

 swiss army knife

 can opener

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Reading a book about slavery in the middle-ages, and as the author sorts through different source materials from different eras, I am starting to understand why so many completely fantastical accounts of "faraway lands" went without as much as a shrug. The world is such a weird place that you can either refuse to believe any of it or just go "yeah that might as well happen" and carry on with your day.

There was this 10th century arab traveller who wrote into an account that the fine trade furs come from a land where the night only lasts one hour in the summer and the sun doesn't rise at all in the winter, people use dogs to travel, and where children have white hair. I don't think I'd believe something like that either if I didn't live here.

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If you only knew

I fear that you do

I fear I will hurt you

hence I’m hiding from you

I want to to be near

I hold you so dear

I root for you always

delight you with my cheers

alone in the darkness

just you and my tears

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"𝓦𝓮'𝓻𝓮 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓪 𝓵𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝔀𝓮𝓲𝓻𝓭, 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓵𝓲𝓯𝓮'𝓼 𝓪 𝓵𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝔀𝓮𝓲𝓻𝓭. 𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝔀𝓮 𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝔀𝓱𝓸𝓼𝓮 𝔀𝓮𝓲𝓻𝓭𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝓲𝓼 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓫𝓵𝓮 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓼, 𝔀𝓮 𝓳𝓸𝓲𝓷 𝓾𝓹 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓶 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓯𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓲𝓷 𝓶𝓾𝓽𝓾𝓪𝓵 𝔀𝓮𝓲𝓻𝓭𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓬𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓲𝓽 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮."

- 𝓓𝓻. 𝓢𝓮𝓾𝓼𝓼

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I had seriously thought I had found a friend. But it seems that I am just too intense for many people. I try to hold back, but I am a cheerful and positive person who gives bear hugs and makes silly jokes. I send xmas gifts and if I notice you’re missing 3+ days I’ll ask if everything is ok. Some see that as intrusion of boundaries (even after one year of being friends and talking daily, I think it‘s just normal for friends, isn’t it? I don‘t even expect a reply, I just want to offer a hand if one is needed)

I know that can be obnoxious to people who are in a depressed phase. I try to fit in, but I don‘t. I try to adapt my behaviour without being silenced. But I cannot tiptoe around being myself and hands-on optimistic self all the time.

I have agency. I have a job. I have a home. I find solutions and work on them, even if the odds are stacked against me. Just out of spite. I am resilient as fxxx, I have grit and perseverence. I have nerves of steele.

I am nonbinary, not restrained by gender norms. I laugh when I find something funny. If I like you, I‘ll tell you. I am very simple minded when it comes to relationships. I function like a dog: tail wag or growl. I can be as overexcited as a puppy. I know that it‘s obnoxious.

I have my problems and not a few of them. But I don‘t burden other people with them. I love to help and I do, when I can.

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“Start now. Start where you are. Start with fear. Start with pain. Start with doubt. Start with hands shaking. Start with voice trembling but start. Start and don’t stop. Start where you are, with what you have. Just… start.”

— Ijeoma Umebinyuo

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please tell me you guys have seen the new minnesota flag competion

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I‘ve been busy.

I now am an artist AND a known writer.

I still work in my old job though.

I am madly but also unhappily in love.

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so international space station astronauts apparently dropped a tool bag during a spacewalk. and if you look outside when the ISS is in your region, you can see it with binoculars

The tool bag is now orbiting our planet just ahead of the ISS with a visual magnitude of around 6, according to EarthSky. That means it is slightly less bright than the ice giant Uranus, the seventh planet from the sun. As a result, the bag  —  officially known as a crew lock bag  —  is slightly too dim to be visible to the unaided eye, but skywatchers should be able to pick it up with binoculars.  To see it for yourself, first find out when you can find spot the space station over the next few months (NASA even has a new app to help you). The bag should be floating two to four minutes ahead of the station. As it descends rapidly, the bag is likely to disintegrate when it reaches an altitude of around 70 miles (113 kilometers) over Earth. 

she's fucking magnificent

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the idea that your friends won't like you if you're too weird is wrong for example one time I told a friend whenever I was losing my mind I laid down on the floor under my desk and stared at it until I was better and next time she visited me she taped a bag of salami snacks to the underside of my desk with a message saying "going insane all by yourself, handsome?" which I only saw months later when I had a breakdown. that's friendship.

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Sad Knight

In a city of castles

In the night

walks one man alone

the watcher knight

he walks to keep

the city safe

I love this man

he‘s just and brave

I think of him

every night and day

my dearest friend

may all harm stay away

and may luck guide you

on every path you take

I do care for you

even if you shy away

too much is at stake

for we are friends

may our friendship

never go away

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being cisgender is just not an option for a lot of intersex people.

i was never given the option to be cisgender anything. every part of me that deviated from what a girl or boy "should" look like spelled trouble. because i dressed and acted very masculine, before puberty, people called me a bulldyke, a butch lesbian, a "girl pretending to be a boy" and "not a real boy". i was never "feminine enough" to be a woman.

after puberty hit, i started growing a beard, and my shoulders and chest got broader and more square. my body became more "masculine", so suddenly, i was labeled as a "boy pretending to be a girl" and "not a real girl". after I started testosterone, i haven't stopped being called a faggot, a fairy, a sissy or a pansy because i'm not "masculine enough" to be a man despite being a bear.

there's no winning in the eyes of a society that's so focused on binary this-or-that choices. i had no hand in the matter, this all happened way before I started testosterone HRT. in fact, even when i was placed on estrogen HRT to try to "correct" my intersex traits and symptoms, i still wasn't gendered or seen as a cis woman. i was still the same tranny bulldyke. no matter what i do, my intersex and transsexual traits will always be weaponized against me; whatever sounds the "worst" at the time, or whatever invalidates what i want.

in order to liberate trans people from this struggle, we must also liberate intersex people, for our struggles are virtually one in the same. our fight for body and identity autonomy is shared. it will always be impossible for me and other intersex people to be viewed as cis anything while white American society remains focused on pointing out the "differences" between men and women, instead of embracing the similarities we all can and do have.

intersex and trans people owe it to one another to disassemble these dangerous attitudes and shut them down when and where possible. it's not only trans people who face this struggle- intersex people deal with never being able to pass or be clocked as their actual gender from birth a lot of the time. people MUST understand that women and men come in all types of bodies, shapes and sexes, whether or not they chose to look like that. and whether or not they chose doesn't matter, they deserve to be treated with dignity and respect, which means being gendered correctly despite how they look or sound.