I go between reblogging stuff I like and writing about my eating disorder. So, if you're into that stuff, yay, if not oh well, we tried. I'm sorry it had to end this way.
Dear Tumblr, I need your help. If anything I’ve ever written or posted or said or did has ever impacted your life in a positive way, please read on.
A small donation could mean keeping my family safe from violence and homelessness. Every little bit helps.
The short version: my mom and my sister and my nephew were left homeless after my sister was assaulted in the home where they were staying. My grandmother died unexpectedly this week so they cannot stay with her (where they normally go in times of trouble). I am paying to keep them in a motel until the 29th of October but after that I am out of money. They need to keep a roof over their heads while they search for resources, meet with their social worker, and do everything else they can think of to secure longer-term housing for them and my baby nephew.
You can donate now at www.youcaring.com/helpmargitte (because fuck gofundme).
The long version:
Back in May, my 25-year-old sister Molly gave birth to a beautiful baby boy named Jericho. He is her first child, and my mother’s first grandbaby.
Because he was born slightly premature and my sister, a single mom, needed extra help, my mother moved in with them to support her.
Everything was going wonderfully at first. Jericho gained weight at a healthy pace, rarely cried, and was a generally happy and well-adjusted baby. My mom and my sister became a great co-parenting team, supporting each other, making sure they didn’t miss a single appointment, and providing all of the love, care, and attention Jericho needed.
But then my sister was physically assaulted by one of the male adults living in their home. He broke her nose, ruptured her eardrum, and gave her a concussion.
Needless to say, my sister and my mother moved out. At first they went to my grandmother’s (Jericho’s great-grandma), but her senior living apartment managers wouldn’t let them stay. (In an unrelated series of events, my grandmother suddenly and unexpectedly passed away last week, and we are all still figuring out how to cope without her.)
Currently, my mom and sister and baby Jericho are staying at a motel that I am paying for out of pocket—but I only have enough money to keep them there through next Wednesday.
That’s where you come in.
My mom and my sister are spending their days searching for resources and getting on waiting lists for low-income housing. They have a social worker and others helping them out, but they need more time.
I’m trying to raise enough money to keep them there for a full month or longer ($2000+) while they continue their search for other options. They also need gas money, food (they have a full kitchen in their motel room), and other essentials for them and the baby (diapers, money for laundry, etc.).
Raising this money could mean the difference between them finding a place to live for good and being completely homeless.
Thank you for considering donating to my family and helping me help them. And if you can’t donate, I’d love for you to share this with others. My family could really use a miracle right about now.
Tumblr I am officially blown away by your kindness and willingness to give to complete strangers. In less than 24 hours we’ve raised just under half of what we need! I am speechless!
We’ve seen donations from $2 all the way up to $300, from people I’ve never met before. My mom and my sister having been crying, they are beside themselves. THANK YOU.
And please, if you can donate—do! Their safety is so important and every little bit counts. This means the world to me.
Please share and donate!
obamacare BANNED all dog shampoo and now obama is in my home rubbing mud on my dog. he’s rubbing mud on my dog and laughing
This is honestly the best poster I have found in a while supporting breast cancer awareness. I am honestly so sick of seeing, “set the tatas free” and “save the boobies”. There is no reason in hell a life threatening, life ruining disease should be sexualized. “Don’t wear a bra day,” go fuck yourselves. You’re not saving a pair of tits, you’re saving the entire package: mind, body, and soul included. Women are not just a pair of breasts.
I am honestly so uncomfortable when people wear those bracelets and shirts.
Take 5 minutes out of your morning/night to educate yourself on this young man LL. The brother was LYNCHED. “Crackertown”, North Carolina. Been gone since the morning of Aug. 29th. Day of his first football game of his senior year. All that hard work in the summer for nothin’. #JusticeForLennonLacy
This needs more light..
racism needs to hurry up and DIE
So he was found hanging, the morning of his first big game that he had been preparing for all year, wearing somebody else’s shoes, with his brand new shoes missing. he had a white girlfriend, openly racist neighbours, confederate flags everywhere, marks on his face indicating he was in a fight just minutes before..
This was not a suicide, no way in hell. This was a modern day lynching.
I hope they get answers soon. Poor boy.
This is a fucking shame.
See world, you’re no good
- Do not forget Michael Brown
- Do not forget how the media dehumanized him and tried to justify his murder
- Do not forget how peaceful protests were painted as savage riots
- Do not forget police armed with military grade weapons terrorized and arrested black civilians
- Do not forget Darren Wilson being awarded over $400,000 in fundraiser donations for murdering an unarmed black child
- Do not forget that this system was not built to defend us, but to control us
- Do not forget Ferguson
fun statistics for adults!
“when I was a kid, I had no help with college tuition, I was hardworking and paid it all myself”
-Annual tuition for Yale, 1970: $2,550
-Annual tuition for Yale, 2014: $45,800
-Minimum Wage, 1970: $1.45
-Minimum Wage, 2014: $7.25
-Daily hours at minimum wage needed to pay for tuition in 1970: 4.8
-Daily hours at minimum wage needed to pay for tuition in 2014: 17.3