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So I'm not going to assume anyone has been keeping up with this, so let me start at the beginning.

My family, aka me, my twin brother and our mother moved to a city at the end of 2019 after kicking out our financially and emotionally abusive father.

We had planned on setting up a small business, our mom would focus on this while me and my brother would finish our schooling.

Then covid hit, which led to further isolation like what we dealt with due to our father, it also led to my mother having to rely on a emotionally abusive friend, and on social services, both of these harmed our mothers confidence and albity to make money.

We then ended up cut off from social services and started struggling to make money to make rent.

But that became harder yet, as we started hearing loud arguments and smelling what only could have been drug manufacturing from our upstairs neighbors.

We tried to hold on, hold out and just keep paying rent but eventually one day we heard our neighbor shouting that their partner had pulled a gun on them. We had to call the police, the police 'could do nothing' but told our mother we needed to get out for our safety)

And after nights all sleeping in the same room for our safety, finding out that this gunman had been staying at the upstairs apartment alone for weeks (meaning we were alone in a building with someone dangerous and armed) we got a little money and left.

We thought it'd be simple, we would save our stuff (which we've already had to do after losing the house and after a death in the family) and then find a place.

It wasn't.

We have constantly been met by hostility, harassment, with no where truly safe to stay. We spent many weeks sleeping up right in our car seats and our mother still spending some nights sleeping like that to make sure we are safe.

We've also been lied to, misled and had the rug pulled out from under us. Back in winter we had a offer of a free place to stay that was rescinded due to meddling from the offerers middle class family, we then had a sub lease offered only for the person to turn out to be a hostile alcoholic who violently threw our stuff out and then had a family's friend offer somewhere in the middle of no where to stay, only to constantly treat us as a mix of pet project, farmhand and scape goat for her abusive husband.

We thought we were near the end though, and honestly I still want to hope for that because I and my family are fucking exhausted.

Someone said they would help us, given our pior convos with them we assumed with money. We recently got to speak with them.

It was like talking to someone on another world, we tried to explain why our actions seemed all over the place (money and safety being the answers) and tried to explain how all we needed was somewhere safe to stay for a long bit so we could establish a income (they own multiple properties)

And what we were met by was them treating everything like a light convo, worrying over things that are not within our reach to be worrying about (like schooling (college/university) for me and my brother, due to abuse and covid, we have to still finish hs) and telling us "Well you'd know your situation best but I don't approve."

We were relying on this person to either help us pay for rent or allow us to stay at one of her properties for awhile (so we don't kill ourselves making second month rent) or at least some money for a campsite so we don't have to go walmart parking lot to parking lot hoping to avoid anyone wanting to harm us. But we can't anymore.

And honestly we are all in a bit of shock, and are pretty upset.

Which is why I'm here. I feel horrible asking for money still, and feel like a liar because I had really thought and told people that we were at the last stretch, that we just needed help and then we would have a home again. But it didn't work out like that, I never lied or meant to discivice I simply had too much faith in the wrong person.

So I ask for money now, trying to make it clear that this money is going to be used to make sure survive and have what we need to come to a new, better plan that relies on ourselves and the people who have been actively helpful such as the fine folks on the internet.

Really, while my mother has struggled with irl friends who don't understand this at all a lot of online friends have been really kind and so has me and my brothers friends, people online are really some of the only reason we have met it this far.

So yeah, idk how much we need and I'm not picking numbers at random so…

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If you'd like to help ease out minds and help us cover basics, that should help us find a way out of this.

Kofi is ko-fi.com/kittydoesstuff