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Growing up I have been in two abusive households. One with my father, who yelled and screamed and hit over every little thing. He was a gaslighter and a manipulator, and I had to run to live with my mother.

However, over the years I have found out that she doesn't truly care for me– making constant remarks on my money and income, urging me to get a job, taking every cent of the money I got back from college, and demanding all of my government disability funds from Social Security.

Now, I have to leave. I cannot take this anymore. I am going somewhere she can't find me, but after she took every last cent in my bank account and after a donation from a friend I have around 53 dollars to my name, which as I'm sure you're aware, is not a lot.

I need money to get insurance and a phone plan since my mother cut me off. She calls me a lying thief for not wanting to give her every cent I have.

I have a homeless shelter sorted but this is not the ideal situation. I would love to have the money to get my own place, even just a small apartment. To get Wi-Fi. To talk to the people I love. I would love to be able to be with my friends again.

Every day I am more and more afraid of what is going to happen next.

Anything helps, really.

You’re asked to pause, stay calm, choose your words carefully, and repair quickly. Meanwhile, other people are allowed to react, shut down, snap, or avoid responsibility entirely.

That double standard is exhausting.

Learning regulation skills does not mean you stop being human. It does not mean you have to carry every hard moment alone. And it does not mean other people get a free pass.

You’re allowed to be in progress. You’re allowed to have limits. You’re allowed to need effort back.

don't call what you create "content". regardless of what it is. that's the devil talking. call it art, call it writing, call it music, call it analysis, call it editing, literally just call it what it is

I was going to put other things but oh my god please just don't call yourself a "content creator". you are a person you are making art / writing / music / etc you are an artist an author a musician

Calling the art you make “content” — whatever’s actually going to happen to it — reduces it instantly to the status of “something someone else’s going to sell for more than the creator’s going to be paid for it.” It reduces you to being a mere element in somebody else’s so-called business plan.

“Art” is an old, old word. It means—reaching back in time—any made thing (the ancient root-word “artifice” meant to point up what human beings made on purpose instead of something the world shaped by accident). Good, bad, or indifferent, it’s what a human mind made, using whatever ancient or modern tool you can imagine. Art doesn’t have to be GREAT to qualify for the term. It just has to be made, by a living being: for pleasure, to work through pain, idly or with huge intent, for fun or seriously, to illuminate vast subjects or just to jerk the world around for a few minutes.

The “content” term and framing attempts to reduce your creation to something meant inevitably to be bought and sold: a mere product, a commodity, a cheap thin thing that’ll wear out and leave whoever engages with it wanting something better (but always somehow cheaper). The pushers of the “content” concept want you to think of what you’ve invented in the numinous silences of your head—the bitter, the joyous, the anguished, the glorious—as something worthless unless it can be sold off in bulk: packaged like sausage, containered like cottage cheese.

The entities (hard to call them “people” at the corporate level, poor things) who want to sell your output, don’t want to remunerate you decently for it. After all, that might give customers the idea that fellow humans deserving of acknowledgement—not the vast non-living organisms we now call companies—were responsible for the passion and emotion in the art you buy every day… and for which the corporations pay the individual humans responsible for the “content” the very lowest price possible.

What you can do about this: Demand noisily that the creators responsible for art be treated like creatives, worthy of their hire.

What we who create can do: Keep doing it, in hopes that the world catches up with what we’re at.