#housing insecurity //

[horce-divorce]

hey so idk if any of you care about this but I made a Community for current/about to be/formerly homeless people to hang out, and Tumblr approved it just the other day.

no real requirement here. It doesnt matter what type of or degree of homelessness you've experienced, how imminent it may be, or how far in the past it was for you, or how you got displaced. you can share your story if you want, or not. you can just post memes if you want, i don't really give a fuck, as long as you can be normal to homeless people you're welcome to come chill.

again, no matter the reason for your being displaced, all with any level of personal experience with homelessness or housing insecurity are welcome.

when you're homeless, people treat you differently. it becomes painfully obvious how having community is life saving, because suddenly you are excluded from so much of it. In 10 years of homelessness (my entire adult life), ive found that people are often the source of my troubles... and that community is also my best resource. It's a very fine and frustrating line to walk, and as is the case with other facets of my identity (disability, queerness etc), I find it much more refreshing and palatable to talk to other people who Just Get It, rather than petitioning someone to hear or understand me.

reddit has many different subs for homelessness (r/homeless, r/autistichomeless, r/urbancarliving, r/carliving, r/vandwellers, r/almosthomeless, r/vagabond & r/VagabondEurope, and probably others). I wanted a space like that on tumblr, too. please come hang out with me, I wanna hear how you're doing.

It's private to keep out the haters, so if you want to join you can either reply here or DM/inbox me privately if you'd prefer, and I'll send you an invite ✌️

[againstme]

URGENT: LOSING HOUSING

i'm losing access to my housing on the 29th of may, and i'm trying to gather funds to make it over to my friend in portland that has a place for me to stay.

i've got my plane ticket for the 5th of june, i need to secure funds for the storage container payment for the month by the 29th, and i need to have enough to take an uber from the airport to my friend's as soon as possible.

the storage container is 150 dollars, and the uber can range from 40-60 dollars. that needs to be secured as soon as possible.

the most direct way to help me with that is through my p@yp@l and vnmo, both are linked, and $chxseallen. gofundme takes a percentage and is a slower disbursement.

i also need to cover costs of living while i'm still working on getting a job and place, for things like food, transit, medication and appointment co-pays, and other general essentials. the gofundme to assist in that is below:

please share if you can, that would help a lot.

[trippingthemoonlightfantastic]

I guess this amounts to an panic attack but I seriously want to kill myself. I'm almost positive my lease is going to be terminated. The house is trashed. I have no way of fixing the chewed carpet or cleaning effectively because I have a year's worth of urine soaked laundry everywhere. I've spent so much money, been scammed over and over and I still can't do a fucking load of laundry. The washing machine pours water out of the bottom and the dryer doesn't spin.

I will never get someone else to rent to me. I won't be able to gather enough for a new place. I can't get enough to pay rent now even though this month is practically over. I'll have to surrender all my pets to shelters.

I cannot access any resources. I've languished on waiting lists and done all the applications and services promised never come.

People try to be helpful with information about eviction but it's like I'm drowning and they're describing the fucking water. They don't understand if I lose my housing again I will kill myself. There will be absolutely no reason to keep living.

[chronicallycouchbound]

The elevator in my ADA “accessible” building is broken. It has been for days. No word on when it’ll be fixed.

The fire alarms just went off, briefly, then stopped. There is no evacuation plan. Today is a bad pain day, it’s raining and I had to go grocery shopping (including going up and down some steps) with my in home care worker earlier. I could maybe get to and down the stairs by myself. Maybe. I don’t know if I could get my partner’s cat out with me (I would do my damn best though).

I have neighbors who also are wheelchair users, some who are in heavy powerchairs who live on the upper floors. Me and those neighbors haven’t spoken much outside of basic pleasantries by the mailboxes over the years— I think we’re all housebound. We are effectively strangers but we have shared cries for help. I know their screams and they know mine. Intimate terror.

The alarms have stopped and as of right now I am safe. My neighbors are safe.

I’m focusing on trying to catch my breath and lower my heart rate back to a safe range. I can’t stress enough how traumatic it is to be disabled in an inaccessible world.

[fattummyt]

Please help us afford to leave this pest ridden Airbnb and find emergency short term hotels or housing. I don't have a goal in mind yet, but we'll need at least $2,500 to afford a month long stay. We leave on September 16th.

Venmo | CashApp | Ko-fi

[thetourguidebarbie]

Terrified to post about my job on here bc tumblr's complete lack of critical thinking skills will declare me as Problematic™️ for defending parents from CPS aka "joining the war on pedophiles on the side of pedophiles" HOWEVER I am going to say some things that are Controversial Yet Brave

Everyone is deserving of legal representation

It is my job to fight for my clients no matter how offensive their views or how much they suck

This is a GOOD THING because it means that YOU will get zealous representation even if your PD hates you

No matter how hard I try I will never get a child returned home to their pedophile father i'm not a fucking wizard

Do you know how hard it is to get a registered sex offender into housing that will let HIS children live with him but not any other children he's not allowed to be around????

This is, by the way, BAD.

Housing should be a human right

All humans

Yes, including people you personally believe are Bad

Perhaps this structure you have created in your head founded on the sheer hubris of you believing you personally are the true arbiter of moral purity and who deserves to be in society is what has contributed to mass incarceration in the first place?????

Fighting for the rights of the most unsympathetic people is how we guarantee rights for everyone

[thegracefullwitch]

I've been decluttering in waves since ages ago, but things find their way into my home.

I've gotten rid of so many pagan things.

Tarot decks, books, supplies, etc. It's mind boggling how fast one can accumulate things!

I'm trying to be more mindful now.

I want everything to fit comfortably in my little travel altar, safe and sound.

I'm in the emergency process of moving and while I'm be moving in with someone(a non-pagan, so I'm wary about having stuff out and about).

I'm still scared of going homeless(I came really close to it obly a few months ago), so aside from larger goods like a chair and my TV, I have a plan. I need everything of value to me to fit in my car. That will always be a place for me. I need to sell off the rest ASAP.

I like Marie Kondo's Shinto based practices around decluttering and tidying up. Surprisingly, a huge number of decluttering sources all cite Christianity in some form or another(the cause of my near-homelessness is a "god-fearing Christian" that I never did anything wrong to, at least that I know of, just sayin). But the philosophy of minimalism goes waaaaay back before even Christianity.

I don't know much about Shintoism as a practice, but perhaps I should study it a bit more for a wider view.

[sylvermidnight]

So the situation with my housing has gone from bad to worse.

I’ve realized fully the people I’m living with are not only ableist and transphobic but one of them is also verbally abusive and emotionally manipulative. She has repeatedly forced me into agreeing to things I’m not fully comfortable with regarding my feelings of saftey at the expense of my mental (and physical) health and when I tried to set a boundary I’ve been fully turned on. I can’t move out at this time as it would mean dropping out of school, but I can be proactive and make sure I have my rent money in case they make a move to kick me out which I don’t think is unlikely. I’m working now, but I likely won’t see my first check for some time and it’s causing me to feel even more anxious about the whole thing.

I’m basically as desperate as it gets to feel at least a little safe in my situation and feeling like I have just a little bit of a card to play.

[gottawhump]

Enough

Moth

CWTW: BBU/WRU, with all attendant warnings. Financial stress, food insecurity, housing insecurity. Caretaker is stressed by capitalist hellsxape. (Emotional whump?) implied sex work.

There’s never enough.

Not enough time. Not enough energy. Not enough money. Not enough food. Not enough room.

Moth doesn’t know how their landlord’s managed to overlook the extra three people and two cats this long, but they’re grateful for that. Maybe it’s because, except for Bagel, they don’t make much noise.

She keeps the apartment spotless. Somehow she turns the ingredients in their pantry into delicious food, stretching it into enough for everyone.

It’s amazing. It’s unnerving. She never used to cook, or clean beyond a minimum. And Moth worries that one day she’ll just…disappear. Again.

Moth is pretty sure she only stays because Jonas wants to.

And maybe it would be better for everyone if they sent them on to an actual safehouse, with an experienced manager and real resources. Not that it’s easy to place a Romantic and a Guard Dog, who don’t want to be separated, but it’s possible.

Working eight or more hours a day, there’s not enough time. Moth is physically and emotionally exhausted after work. It’s alarmingly easy to just let them do what they’re used to, what they’re trained to do, instead of encouraging independence and individuality.

Moth doesn’t want to be their new master.

“I don’t know how much longer I can keep doing this,” they confide to Mercy, late at night. “Something’s going to break.”

They can almost feel the lives of the people, of their friends, falling through their hands.

“You’ll manage. We’ll manage.”

“Thank you for that. I just don’t know how. I keep coming up a couple hundred dollars short every paycheck.” At some point the landlord will take notice. Eviction might be the best option. People arrested for harboring runaway Pets tend to disappear in the legal system.

“You’re not making it any easer by stressing yourself out, Moth. Stay here, I’ll make you some chamomile tea.”

After she leaves, they hear the low murmur of voices through the thin walls. Mercy. Jonas. Her. The words blurred and broken into indistinguishable sounds by the opening and closing of cupboards, water running, the kettle starting to boil.

How am I going to take care of all of them?

Mercy rubs their shoulders while they drink the tea she brings. Always the medic.

Falling asleep, they hear the door open, then close.

They wake up alone, smelling fresh coffee. There’s a small stack of $100 bills, next to their phone.

The first feeling is relief. Oh thank God I can pay the bills and feed everyone this month.

It doesn’t last all the way to the coffee. Mercy smiles, but Jonas and 932 don’t meet their eyes.

Don’t shame them for doing what they were trained to do. Moth isn’t awake enough for this conversation. After work, they decide. “Thank you for helping.”

Forgive and Forget taglist: @whumpsday @painful-pooch @whumpinggrounds @justplainwhump @bluetheautisticrat @i-eat-worlds @whump-for-all-and-all-for-whump

[oceanictarot]

I hate to get to this point but I'm running out of options and time.

I am a disabled chronically ill trans man. After graduating college I moved to a new town and I had a job for about 2 weeks before it had to close down permanently and I've been unemployed ever since it's been about 4 months. I also don't qualify for unemployment which means I have been just slowly draining what little I have in my bank account every once in awhile getting small amounts of money here and there but not nearly enough to pay my rent utilities or get the things I need for my health.

One of my biggest fears is getting separated from my cat and I know that sounds silly but we are very bonded and need each other. She has taking care of me since my health started to decline. A lot of the time she doesn't even let me be in a different room than her and most of the pictures I have with her she's on top of me. I know she would struggle without me and I would struggle so much without her I can't lose her. If I end up being able to pay my rent and lose housing I probably wouldn't be able to take her with me

I am trying to get my small business up and running and get more clients I am trying to apply for disability and I am trying desperately to find a job. Even if I get support I'm not going to stop trying to do those things I just need help to give me more time.

Another way to support me is to support my tarot reading business the information for that is pinned on my account

Another way is just to press some buttons and boost this post as well as my post on my tiktok which you can also find linked In the pinned post on my page

Thank you for your time

[againstme]

hey folks, i’m crashing at a hotel tonight cause i don’t have housing. can anyone help me get dinner?

paypal.me/chxseallen

venmo is chaseallxn

[trippingthemoonlightfantastic]

If I weren't so sick I'd be freaking out about how I'll pay rent but all I care about is getting a coke. I've been nauseated and you knowing all weekend. Why is everything so hard, and scary, and miserable. I don't think I have anything left. I want to cared for and instead I'm so painfully alone. There's nothing dependable in my life. I'm so fearful of the next awful thing that I'd rather be dead than weight to see.

[chronicallycouchbound]

Wet shelters save lives. If someone is forced to freeze to death in their car because they’re not allowed in the local dry shelter because they’re under the influence, you are enabling their death.

[leafmealoooone]

love how there's a website that will tell an american living in poverty that they're richer than like 85% of the world's population and they'd still be richer than 85% of the world's population if they donated 20% of their income. like, girl, i'm trying to get on food stamps. i can't pay rent.

[alwaysinbetweeninsaneandinsecure]

myisha t. hill is a beloved & extraordinary community member, guide, and human being who has dedicated her life to healing & liberation for all.

(You can check out her work at her website myishathill.com and on Instagram @/ckyourprivilege and @/myishathill)

Right now, she and her family are in need of stable housing. They are hoping to raise $3000 by Monday (September 23, 2024) to secure a place to live. Please give what you can and reblog this post.