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PLEASE READ: I CAME OUT ABOUT MY ABUSE. NOW ME AND MY WIFE IN DANGER
TLDR: I am in fear for my life. I do not need cops involved. I have contacted certain people to be aware of when and if anything happens to me or my wife, people will know what happened to me and justice will be served. Right now, I need to get somewhere safe, because everyone knows where I live, especially my r*pist parent, a highly dangerous person who has gaslighted me my entire life and knows exactly where I am, and my partner’s r*pist who lived here with us whose restraining order ends MAY 9th, and finally, the family of the person who I recorded stealing 400 dollars worth of my clothing TODAY and when I said I hope it was worth it, they said something along the lines of “you will regret this.” I do not need cops, I need financial support to get somewhere safe where no one knows where we are, and fast. And I need a laywer. I am in a place where I can safely break my lease, but I have awful credit due to being untreated for bipolar and wanting to buy my abused best friend some nice things while she was going through hell when I first got here, and I ruined my perfect credit thinking I could pay it back quick enough. I would do anything. I am already doing everything I can to make money. I contacted everyone in my family for help first and no one can.
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This is going to be extremely triggering for me and if anyone else has a similar story. I will try to make it short. I’m trying to stay anonymous but everyone in my family will know who I am if they somehow have this blog, anyway.
My memory was repressed for a long time. Through therapy and other occurrences, I finally remember who molested/raped me starting at an extremely young age, or at least the major one, the one I couldn’t remember. Not only that but I was also forced into illegal labor that I do not want to get into publicly.
When I ran away to live with my current partner, my family resented me, because they never wanted me to leave, and they resented my partner. I ended up cutting them off. I eventually let them back into my life. Everyone was willing to believe me when I said I was abused by someone as a child, it made sense to them, but suddenly as soon as I told them that it was someone in my immediate family who did it, things got weird.
I am living in an extremely dangerous apartment complex. My door handle is falling off to my front door and there’s nothing I can do to fix it. Management does not work here right now and their emergency line doesn’t and has never worked despite all the complaints. Me and my partner are both physically female. The entire reason I told anyone about who I thought it was was because today my life was threatened by someone else living here because I recorded them stealing my things. I contacted the cops here, and they didn’t care. I called over 4 times and no officer ever came to speak with me about the people. When me and my partner had a roommate who r*ped, beat, and abused my partner for over a year in THIS VERY APARTMENT, the cops did nothing. We finally got a restraining order. This is a dangerous apartment. This is a dangerous city.
I am trying to get through university, I can not work because my wife is disabled, so am I, and we are married. We make 740. Our Stimulus check isn’t here yet and even if it was, it wouldn’t be enough. I’m scared for the family I built for myself and regret coming out to the few people I thought I could trust because now we are in literal fear of our lives, and it has never ended. She has a epilepsy, is immuno suppressed, we both already went through COVID which was hell. I have been having seizures because of the amount of stress. My psych wants me to medically withdrawal from school but financially I can’t do that because of financial aid loans being the only money SSI can’t take from us and we are both disabled enough that our loans will be forgiven after we are done with our degrees, as far as the government has said. I can provide screenshots but am paranoid about some of my families safety. I’m trying to see as a last ditch attempt if my mom believes me. In the meantime, I need help. I need this to end. I need to have my life that I’ve fought so hard for. Please. I wish this was a lie. Please reblog if you can’t do anything. I might repost this on my other account with more followers, this is not a joke, lie, or scam. I already have enough people who do not believe me. I have so many screenshots, DM me for any extra information.
Edited: 5/04/20 with more details.
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“sokka’s master” is such an iconic episode the a-plot is about sokka getting a dope ass sword the b-plot is about iroh getting swole and the c-plot is about sokka’s friends just sitting there talking about how much they love sokka. a perfect episode from start to finish
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PLEASE READ: I CAME OUT ABOUT MY ABUSE. NOW ME AND MY WIFE IN DANGER
TLDR: I am in fear for my life. I do not need cops involved. I have contacted certain people to be aware of when and if anything happens to me or my wife, people will know what happened to me and justice will be served. Right now, I need to get somewhere safe, because everyone knows where I live, especially my r*pist parent, a highly dangerous person who has gaslighted me my entire life and knows exactly where I am, and my partner’s r*pist who lived here with us whose restraining order ends MAY 9th, and finally, the family of the person who I recorded stealing 400 dollars worth of my clothing TODAY and when I said I hope it was worth it, they said something along the lines of “you will regret this.” I do not need cops, I need financial support to get somewhere safe where no one knows where we are, and fast. And I need a laywer. I am in a place where I can safely break my lease, but I have awful credit due to being untreated for bipolar and wanting to buy my abused best friend some nice things while she was going through hell when I first got here, and I ruined my perfect credit thinking I could pay it back quick enough. I would do anything. I am already doing everything I can to make money. I contacted everyone in my family for help first and no one can.
paypal: [email protected]
cashapp: $micahsage
venmo: @ sicknng
This is going to be extremely triggering for me and if anyone else has a similar story. I will try to make it short. I’m trying to stay anonymous but everyone in my family will know who I am if they somehow have this blog, anyway.
My memory was repressed for a long time. Through therapy and other occurrences, I finally remember who molested/raped me starting at an extremely young age, or at least the major one, the one I couldn’t remember. Not only that but I was also forced into illegal labor that I do not want to get into publicly.
When I ran away to live with my current partner, my family resented me, because they never wanted me to leave, and they resented my partner. I ended up cutting them off. I eventually let them back into my life. Everyone was willing to believe me when I said I was abused by someone as a child, it made sense to them, but suddenly as soon as I told them that it was someone in my immediate family who did it, things got weird.
I am living in an extremely dangerous apartment complex. My door handle is falling off to my front door and there’s nothing I can do to fix it. Management does not work here right now and their emergency line doesn’t and has never worked despite all the complaints. Me and my partner are both physically female. The entire reason I told anyone about who I thought it was was because today my life was threatened by someone else living here because I recorded them stealing my things. I contacted the cops here, and they didn’t care. I called over 4 times and no officer ever came to speak with me about the people. When me and my partner had a roommate who r*ped, beat, and abused my partner for over a year in THIS VERY APARTMENT, the cops did nothing. We finally got a restraining order. This is a dangerous apartment. This is a dangerous city.
I am trying to get through university, I can not work because my wife is disabled, so am I, and we are married. We make 740. Our Stimulus check isn’t here yet and even if it was, it wouldn’t be enough. I’m scared for the family I built for myself and regret coming out to the few people I thought I could trust because now we are in literal fear of our lives, and it has never ended. She has a epilepsy, is immuno suppressed, we both already went through COVID which was hell. I have been having seizures because of the amount of stress. My psych wants me to medically withdrawal from school but financially I can’t do that because of financial aid loans being the only money SSI can’t take from us and we are both disabled enough that our loans will be forgiven after we are done with our degrees, as far as the government has said. I can provide screenshots but am paranoid about some of my families safety. I’m trying to see as a last ditch attempt if my mom believes me. In the meantime, I need help. I need this to end. I need to have my life that I’ve fought so hard for. Please. I wish this was a lie. Please reblog if you can’t do anything. I might repost this on my other account with more followers, this is not a joke, lie, or scam. I already have enough people who do not believe me. I have so many screenshots, DM me for any extra information.
Edited: 5/04/20 with more details.
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