hi my names tyler i’m a trans bi guy and i recently got kicked out by my physically abusive homophobic mother and am experiencing housing instability, because of this i had to move states with my two cats to stay with my partner and get a new job and currently i am only being scheduled twice or three times a week and my paycheck is mostly dependent on tips, as you can imagine it’s been incredibly stressful and i’ve been developing canker sores bc of it, something id get frequently while living with my abusive mother and they make it rlly hard to eat or drink

i just had to go to an urgent care visit that was 30 dollars copay and my insurance didn’t cover the medicine they prescribed so i had to pay 80 dollars out of pocket, if i could get any financial help i’d really appreciate it as i still need to fill my car tank this week and get more cat food, and unfortunately i’m only scheduled twice this week again and really don’t want to reach into my savings bc i am in the process of attempting to get secure housing, i have a gofundme post with a more detailed explanation of events if needed, anything is appreciated i would’ve held off on getting my prescription but i’m in a lot of pain rn sorry, happy pride month and thank you !

paypal + venmo

This site has been going around Twitter trans accounts quite a bit lately, so just pointing out here too that it'll do fuck all, they're exploiting trans people at a time when hrt is particularly hard to access and please don't give them your money

i really dont like doing this but-

hey guys, we’re a trans system in need of money for gender affirming items and supplies for merchandise. we have commissions open (dm for info) but we haven’t gotten any yet. if you can spare anything, our P@YP4L is @/kanditime2394

thank you :)

It's titled "Andrew and Ashley - the body count" by Vriska_lover

We are proud to say we have posted the second chapter to our The Coffin of Andy and Leyley fanfiction!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/46296301/chapters/117734245

Please enjoy!

We are proud to say we have posted the second chapter to our The Coffin of Andy and Leyley fanfiction!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/46296301/chapters/117734245

Please enjoy!

Your so sweettttt thank you I really took my time with it trying to feel it out and do them justice. I loved what you wrote as well, the descriptions were so captivating and it drew me in. ^°^

After being inspired by @ladynicte I wrote the second existing fanfic (to my knowledge) of The coffin of Andy and Leyley on AO3.

It's titled "Andrew and Ashley - the body count" by "Vriska_lover"

Feel free to go read and leave a comment -💫

After being inspired by @ladynicte I wrote the second existing fanfic (to my knowledge) of The coffin of Andy and Leyley on AO3.

It's titled "Andrew and Ashley - the body count" by "Vriska_lover"

Feel free to go read and leave a comment -💫

I've been informed Andrew and Ashley are twenty two and twenty respectively

All I'm saying is please I'm right here 😭

You know your new to the fandom when there's only fifteen posts on Tumblr and no posts on Pinterest

Pls reblog if u vote :)

Tyre Nichol’s mother has set up a memorial fund to help pay for mental health services for his family and a memorial skate park in his name. If you cannot donate, please share.

one of the more valuable things I’ve learned in life as a survivor of a mentally unstable parent is that it is likely that no one has thought through it as much as you have. 

no, your friend probably has not noticed they cut you off four times in this conversation. 

no, your brother didn’t realize his music was that loud while you were studying. 

no, your bff or S.O. doesn’t remember that you’re on a tight deadline right now.

no, no one else is paying attention to the four power dynamics at play in your friend group right now.  

a habit of abused kids, especially kids with unstable parents, is the tendency to notice every little detail. We magnify small nuances into major things, largely because small nuances quickly became breaking points for parents. Managing moods, reading the room, perceiving danger in the order of words, the shift of body weight….it’s all a natural outgrowth of trying to manage unstable parents from a young age. 

Here’s the thing: most people don’t do that. I’m not saying everyone else is oblivious, I’m saying the over analysis of minor nuances is a habit of abuse. 

I have a rule: I do not respond to subtext. This includes guilt tripping, silent treatments, passive aggressive behavior, etc. I see it. I notice it. I even sometimes have to analyze it and take a deep breath and CHOOSE not to respond. Because whether it’s really there or just me over-reading things that actually don’t mean anything, the habit of lending credence to the part of me that sees danger in the wrong shift of body weight…that’s toxic for me. And dangerous to my relationships. 

The best thing I ever did for myself and my relationships was insist upon frank communication and a categorical denial of subtext. For some people this is a moral stance. For survivors of mentally unstable parents this is a requirement of recovery. 

It's the year of 2023, can people stop treating their alters like they're less than people?

I hoped we would've left this mentality in 2016 but here I am, 7 years later, making this post.

Let me elaborate on what I mean. For one, I think it's very important for systems to recognise their alters as parts of oneself. This isn't to say you have to be comfortable using parts language etc, but fundamentally you are all parts of one brain/all parts of one person- you share a body, you share a life.

I think people have been getting better with acknowledging this, there's less systems that are like "x and co" and rather acknowledge what each alter needs to function and recover, and there's more of a push to be healthy and cohesive. But not everyone follows this...

This is mostly directed at hosts. If you have an alter- even if you don't like them- you shouldn't ruin things for them with no regard for what they would think or want, or how they would react when they next front, if you do not have solid grounds to do so (eg said alter is self-harming in any emotional/physical/social way). If you are taking things away from your alters- other parts of you- for no reason, that's cruel. It's punishing and making your life more miserable and difficult. Why do it? Not to mention if it's relationships/friendships etc it's harming another external person but hey

This isn't talking about persecutors and persecutor mentality, that's a different kettle of fish. Persecutors typically re-enact abuse and trauma for primarily an internal impact. I'm talking more about, say, ruining alters friendships or relationships without their consent or knowledge, ruining their reputation and talking badly about them, or treating them as if they're an external abuser in persecutor cases (I can understand how it can feel this way, but again, if this persecutor is part of you harming you, it's self harm mirroring something traumatic that has happened to you).

Though if you're ruining things for another alter that would technically make you some form of persecutor, and if you're a host with the whole "host syndrome/that's my only role" deal going on you probably don't like that, huh? So stop doing it

If you're doing this to an alter, I encourage you to take a step back and look where your actions have gotten you, particularly if the alter you're hurting (accidentally or not) is one you depend on to survive.

You demand respect for alters to be treated like people in the community. Hold that up to your own alters, too. If you're mad at an alter for hurting you or treating you badly, don't punish them in this way or give them more reason to lash out at you. After all, you've probably been treated like that yourself, and I really doubt you liked it.

Just in case

Like to charge reblog to cast

anyway this blog is vehemently pro self-diagnosis, if you’re anti self-diagnosis fuck off ❤️

yo being black and depressed is hard as fuck. being black with anxiety is hard as fuck. being black with a chronic illness or disability is hard a fuck. everybody expects you to be ‘strong’ at all times and no one sees black people as complex or nuanced enough to be capable of suffering. no one ever thinks we could possibly need help. and if you’re a black woman, the moment you stop thinking about others and try to tend to yourself you’re a selfish lazy ungrateful bitch.

support black people, esp women, who need help. don’t just call us strong or tell us we’ll get through it, help us. protect us. uplift us. allow us to be beings capable of suffering. give us the same space you’d give white women to express our pain and be there for us like you would for anyone else.