Samcolseafoam
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my name is sam
that much is obvious.
I have had a lot happen
my mother and sister were, well I don't want to talk about it just assume the absolute worst for the first 20 years of my life. NOTHING improved after really.
I'm moving to another apartment after my neighbors decided I'm bad because I'm female or whatever. First apartment in literally years and I get to just have to RUN AWAY ahhahdaslk
I've made music for years of my life. like, since I was 11 or 12? idk I've made art for longer.
I am severely disabled from ptsd and I don't know what is wrong with my heart I don't have adequate health insurance to get it checked out. DHHS already told me suck it sooo. I spent most of my early 20s homeless, totally homeless. And that was a nightmare. Sex cults, abusers, gang violence, drug addicts. I took up volunteering to help people who were stuck in the shelter. I could couch surf for a little and only had to spend some time in the shelter. Volunteering was kind of a mistake because the whole scene here is run by sex cultists.....
I am just a miserable wreck most days. The person I love has left for another state, a blue state with health care. I need to leave but section 8 binds me permanently to this awful awful place and I can't port my voucher. Noone is taking ports. Maybe if I can get a medical note as a reason for porting. I don't know. I'm not safe here and I have lost everyone I have ever cared about to distance time or death. I have seen half my friends just die and another good chunk of them died after I left.
I can't really take feeling so alone. Like, I really do keep thinking "why me?" over and over and over.
I was born cursed. My mother never wanted me. At least my father chose to love me, but there isn't much he can do to help.
I just want out. Out of what I don't know. Maybe I could move to a blue state idk.
Anyone else dealing with this? This is my intro haha this is my life right now this is me. My bare naked soul. My sister was a creep my mom was a drunk and my brother didn't care. Life after my family was just as bad if not worse. Good thing my dad was able to escape my mom, but it took me longer....
Whatever. Nothing is going to help may as well just talk about my dumb interests.
Anyone else here like Moral Orel? Or Invincible or Rick and Morty? Since none of my problems have solutions may as well talk distractions until I die from lung cancer because I smoke a pack a day now. Cigarettes are a good distraction for like 5 minutes at a time then I'm just sobbing again because my life is genuinely falling apart most days ahahhahhaha
Yeah sorry about the word vomit trauma dump I am just not okay tonight. But I'll probably sleep off this latest panic attack (number 6 for the day I think they kinda blend together) and get some naive new found hope tomorrow morning. Some delusional crap about how I can take this on and deal with it and totally port my voucher or work enough to just afford a place myself or get a loan for a house or win the lottery or my animations and music FINALLY make me some money. I pray to God I never have hope again, because I don't want to be disappointed yet again.
Whatever though, love ya'll hope ya'll have a good day.
that much is obvious.
I have had a lot happen
my mother and sister were, well I don't want to talk about it just assume the absolute worst for the first 20 years of my life. NOTHING improved after really.
I'm moving to another apartment after my neighbors decided I'm bad because I'm female or whatever. First apartment in literally years and I get to just have to RUN AWAY ahhahdaslk
I've made music for years of my life. like, since I was 11 or 12? idk I've made art for longer.
I am severely disabled from ptsd and I don't know what is wrong with my heart I don't have adequate health insurance to get it checked out. DHHS already told me suck it sooo. I spent most of my early 20s homeless, totally homeless. And that was a nightmare. Sex cults, abusers, gang violence, drug addicts. I took up volunteering to help people who were stuck in the shelter. I could couch surf for a little and only had to spend some time in the shelter. Volunteering was kind of a mistake because the whole scene here is run by sex cultists.....
I am just a miserable wreck most days. The person I love has left for another state, a blue state with health care. I need to leave but section 8 binds me permanently to this awful awful place and I can't port my voucher. Noone is taking ports. Maybe if I can get a medical note as a reason for porting. I don't know. I'm not safe here and I have lost everyone I have ever cared about to distance time or death. I have seen half my friends just die and another good chunk of them died after I left.
I can't really take feeling so alone. Like, I really do keep thinking "why me?" over and over and over.
I was born cursed. My mother never wanted me. At least my father chose to love me, but there isn't much he can do to help.
I just want out. Out of what I don't know. Maybe I could move to a blue state idk.
Anyone else dealing with this? This is my intro haha this is my life right now this is me. My bare naked soul. My sister was a creep my mom was a drunk and my brother didn't care. Life after my family was just as bad if not worse. Good thing my dad was able to escape my mom, but it took me longer....
Whatever. Nothing is going to help may as well just talk about my dumb interests.
Anyone else here like Moral Orel? Or Invincible or Rick and Morty? Since none of my problems have solutions may as well talk distractions until I die from lung cancer because I smoke a pack a day now. Cigarettes are a good distraction for like 5 minutes at a time then I'm just sobbing again because my life is genuinely falling apart most days ahahhahhaha
Yeah sorry about the word vomit trauma dump I am just not okay tonight. But I'll probably sleep off this latest panic attack (number 6 for the day I think they kinda blend together) and get some naive new found hope tomorrow morning. Some delusional crap about how I can take this on and deal with it and totally port my voucher or work enough to just afford a place myself or get a loan for a house or win the lottery or my animations and music FINALLY make me some money. I pray to God I never have hope again, because I don't want to be disappointed yet again.
Whatever though, love ya'll hope ya'll have a good day.
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