Same. I’m 30yrs old & have never once had a job where I didn’t have to deal with racism, sexism, homophobia & Islamophobia. If I can’t make art my career, I am simply screwed Bc I refuse to allow abuse in exchange for a check.
And yes, this absolutely includes the school that furloughed me. My goodness, I dealt with the most blatant racism & when I called it out, I had a director demand a meeting w/ me about “the ways you speak to & think about your white colleagues.” As if those same colleagues didn’t
-literally make a racist song and sing it to my students?! Also, I knew I wouldn’t be asked back after being furloughed because they immediately turned my prayer room into a sick intake room for ppl showing covid symptoms. TRASH!!!!!!!
There’s a TikTok trend where you say something factual about yourself that nobody believes & I wanna do one but I have so many things about me that ppl don’t believe and I don’t know which thing to choose for the video 😂😂😂
Honestly leaning towards the fact that I’ve had multiple book deals to write about my life that all got canceled because I wouldn’t lie about the shit that’s happened in my life. It’s already been crazy enough, WHY would I lie and add shit that never happened to me directly???
Like, key things that happened to my mother & resulted in my own trauma-they wanted me to say the shit happened to me. Nah. Who tf do I look like, James Frey??? No thanks!
Last year I helped a kid get some free legal services & paid for him to get a new phone & when we finally met up he greeted me by saying, “Damn you’re really about that life, I thought it was just an Internet thing.” Because so many ppl have huge platforms, claim to do mutual aid
-yet they never actually help people. They help businesses & organizations, usually ones they founded/benefit from personally. So I was talking to a friend about how sad it was that the kid was used to being ghosted by ppl who offered to help him online &
-the friend was like, “I mean yeah, for most people our online presence is a character. I’m definitely not who I am online irk.” Uh. Ma’am. Madame. Missus. NOOOOOOOOOOOLMFAO I AM DEFINITELY THE SAME PERSON ON EARTH AS I AM ON THE INTERNET!!!!!! WTF?!
Lol @ this company reaching out saying they wanna show material support Bc they’ve seen me tweet about being furloughed for a year without unemployment-only to literally Venmo me $0.80 and add a $5 off discount code in the notes for their $80 product boxes 💀
I just do not understand why companies keep contacting me on some, “We see you’ve been furloughed & want to offer material support/hire you for xyz-“ all for it to be lies???? What is in the water bro.
I’m exhausted with dreaming of money then immediately being consumed with thoughts of money as soon as I wake up. I’m so damned tired. Tired of crowdfunding. Tired of being contacted for creative jobs that don’t pull through. Tired of freelancing & not getting paid. I’m so tired.
For the last few days, I’ve dreamt that my GFM hit $9,300. I will wake up from the dream in the middle of the night, check the GFM, go back to sleep, have the dream again, wake up, check the GFM, go back to sleep, have the dream AGAIN, wake up, check the GFM-
I feel like people aren’t donating to my GFM Bc they think I have “enough” to keep from being homeless again. This GFM is from last year. I had $7945 (minus fees from GFM taking a cut) to move, pay deposits/utilities, get all of my furniture & feed myself/cover other life costs.
That…is not a lot of money. I spent over half to pay rent in advance, I got the cheapest furniture I could/borrowed some furniture from friends & I had to pay off nearly $1,000 in a gas bill that I wasn’t responsible for once I finally moved. I’m STILL furloughed bro.
I relaunched the GFM at the start of May, looking to raise $3,300 more so that I could cover rent/bills for another 3 months. So I’ve only gotten $735-ish this year, which has covered exactly one month of rent. That’s it. I’m not rolling in dough. I still need help.
I want to be doted on often. I want to get random care packages & love letters in the mail j/ because. I want to be served coffee & fresh food in bed. I want to have someone cook me a full meal & wash the dishes after. I want to be treated gently, because I deserve softness too.
I want to be taken on a shopping spree. I want a birthday party that I don’t have to plan and fund myself. I want to have a dinner with friends where it’s not me cooking/providing everything at my own home. I want to be smoked out. I want to be treated like I treat everyone else.
I want flowers sent to my home when I’m sad because I love flowers & they always make me happy. I want small, thoughtful, “It reminded me of you so I picked it up-“ gifts. I want people going hard for my survival fund like I went hard for the ppl I raised $20k+ for last year.