Just Vibin’

Hey all, it's been a while. It's been so long because I tried to leave the l//fting community for the past year.

Since I got a new, better paying job, I gradually started dialing back the amount of my needs were l//fted. Don't get me wrong, this community took care of me when I was at my lowest in poverty. But between the ridiculous amounts of anxiety I would feel in public, in stores, around cops, near public cameras, even at my work and in my home, and the absolutely constant thoughts and worry about what/how/when/where my next l//ft would be, I decided to quit.

But this fucking country is falling apart.

I'm a working man. I believed in hard work and what it would do for my life. I thought for the longest time if I just put my head down and focused I would be able to make it.

What a fucking joke.

For the past year I've been working the hardest but putting the least into my savings. I've been working the most hours but getting shoved more into debt. I've been the most honest I've been in years but I'm the brokest I've ever been. These stores want you paying 400 dollars for a week's worth of food for me and my girlfriend, and don't even get my started about other household items and expenses.

If you're L//P, a c//op, a politician, or another l//fter reading this, I want you to look at these items.

I want you to know this community isn't just girls with makeup.

This is the smallest amount I need to keep myself fed, clean, and alive.

This is a community surviving. This community is barely scraping by. This community deserves their basic needs met, to have food in their homes, to be comfortable in their beds, to wash their faces and smell good with quality products, to keep their homes clean and liveable, to support their loved ones. All without constantly worrying about money.

I tried to leave the l//fting community. But I can't.

I hope you're all doing okay.