angrycorgi:angrycorgi:angrycorgi:Hello! My name is Ghoster, and for those of you that don’t know me,

angrycorgi:angrycorgi:angrycorgi:Hello! My name is Ghoster, and for those of you that don’t know me, I’m a street medic working in the American south. A little about me: I’m a mentally and physically disabled working class qtpoc, and an abuse survivor. People that have been following me for a while are probably familiar with my situation, but I came to college with five dollars to my name and have spent the past two years trying to rebuild my life from nothing. I’ve almost ended up homeless five times in the past two years. I fled my abusive parents’ house at 17 because they refused to allow me to access treatment for my failing health and I still almost died three months after I moved out. I ended up having to leave my school with no credits because of my condition and now am trying to start over. The only thing that has kept me alive all these years is my love of music and my dream of one day becoming a band director and helping students escape situations like mine and go on to live better lives than I am. I’m currently on disability and sleeping on an air mattress in the living room of a two bedroom apartment because it’s the only thing I can afford. I’ve been given an incredible opportunity,however: my mentor has agreed to prepare me for music school auditions for free. The problem is that I have to actually be able to get to the auditions themselves. That’s where I’m asking for help. I’m trying to get a fund established so I can get to my auditions. If I can get into a school, not only will I finally be free to pursue my dream, but it’ll be a massive improvement in my living conditions, especially if I can get a scholarship. I would have easier access to resources for my disabilities, support networks, better quality housing, and I wouldn’t have to worry about food insecurity as much as I do now. All of that is nothing in comparison to the fact that my dream has been the only thing keeping me alive for much of my life. In order for my mental health to improve, and maybe for me to not have to live with PTSD anymore someday, I need to get out of the city I’m currently in. I live 15 minutes away from the houses I was abused in, and I can feel this city closing in on me every day. I’m trying to raise about $3,000 for bus fare to 13 schools, cheap lodging while I’m there (as in renting a couch on airbnb cheap) and meals while I’m on the road. Please help me, I need to get out of here, I need to start my life again. YouCaringI’m literally pleading for help here, I can’t stay here. It’s eating away at my brain. @justsomeantifas can y'all boost?Got my first donation, but I’ve got a long way to go and the job search isn’t going well. -- source link
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