#poverty vent

[kuchipatch1]

yall have got to be more normal about Southern people and I'm not kidding. enough of the Sweet Home Alabama incest jokes, enough of the idea that all Southerners are bigots and rednecks, and enough of the idea that the South has bad food. shut up about "trailer trash" and our accents and our hobbies!

do yall know how fucking nauseating it is to hear people only bring up my state to make jokes about people in poverty and incestuous relationships? how much shame I feel that I wasn't born up north like the Good Queers and Good Leftists with all the Civilised Folk with actual houses instead of small cramped trailers that have paper thin walls that I know won't protect me in a bad enough storm?

do yall know how frustrating it is to be trans in a place that wants to kill you and whenever you bring it up to people they say "well just move out" instead of sympathizing with you or offering help?

do yall understand how alienating it is to see huge masterposts of queer and mental health resources but none of them are in your state because theyre all up north? and nobody seems to want to fix this glaring issue because "they're all hicks anyways"

Southern people deserve better. we deserve to be taken seriously and given a voice in the queer community and the mental health space and leftist talks in general.

#this is kind of a vent honestly but ive been thinking abt it a lot #ask to tag #ok to reblog #southerners #queer #lgbt #neurodivergent #alabama #georgia #tennessee #texas #discourse #? #poverty #southern queer

[medusamagic]

I need people to recognize that saying "I'd fuck/get fucked by a trans woman" is a stance that quite a few far-right folks have. You're not special for saying the quiet part loud. If you want me to believe that you actually care about trans women, say something when we try to call attention to issues that affect us.

#transphobia #transmisogyny #for the record #I'm not just referring to the predstrogen situation #though that really fucking sucks #trans women have been complaining about being shadowbanned over tame/sfw stuff for years #and no one listened until it was too obvious to deny #but even then smear campaigns are happening to trans women all over the place #including on tumblr right as you speak #trans women experience disproportionate rates of poverty #trans women are denied access to rape shelters because we're seen as intrinsically predatory #despite experiencing disproportionate amounts of rape #and yet for so many of you activism begins and ends with 'being a chaser on main' #please #I'm just begging to be heard #vent

[golden-letters]

fuck capitalism i hate being stressed about money i want to frolic in tulip fields with wind in my hair and letting mud stick to the soles of my bare feet drinking water from waterfalls and howling at the moon

#vent #light academia #poemblr #writeblr #chaotic academia #dark academia #poetry #quotes #burnt out #aesthetic #cottagecore #cottage aesthetic #cozy cottage #cottage witch #fairy cottage #forest #trees #woods #lake #pine trees #river #capitalism #eat the rich #poverty #anti capitalism

[mathsbian]

You know what I was thinking about last night?

In the US, we pay into various accounts that are set up by the government to help us out later if/when we need it. These include unemployment insurance (UI), social security retirement benefits, and social security disability benefits (SSDI). These accounts are directly connected to how long you have worked and the amount of money you were paid, and are only for you to access.

We also pay into programs that are for anyone who needs them, no work required to get assistance. These include social welfare programs like SNAP (food stamps) and TANF (cash assistance for families with children so they can buy clothes for their kids and stuff that isn’t covered by SNAP) and SSI, which is another kind of disability insurance but is specifically for poor disabled people who are possibly still working but can’t afford their cost-of-living expenses which are higher than the average person thanks to their disability.

If you want to get money from SNAP or TANF, you have to prove that you need it. The government will be checking if you have a job and how much you get paid, they’ll look at your bank accounts to see how much money you have on hand, you send them copies of bill statements to prove your expenses eat up most or all of your income. Since SSI is a similar program, I can understand why there’s hoops to jump through to get money from that program.

However, if you want money from your UI account or your social security retirement account, you pretty much just have to tell the government you’re in the group that account is for now. For UI, you have to show you’re still looking for new work (at least in my state) but it’s a very lax requirement compared to the requirements for SNAP/TANF. I’m not entirely sure how one goes about collecting their retirement benefits but I assume it involves a similar process of filing with the government that you’ve retired instead of being between jobs, and they’re only check that that admission from you is true.

SSDI, though? You pay into that account your entire career. But then if you suddenly need the money, you have to go through a ridiculously complicated and drawn out process to be approved. UI approval takes a week at most in my state. I assume retirement benefits get approved in under a year at the very most. But getting approved for SSDI when you don’t have one of the limited diagnoses that automatically qualify you (and not even just a diagnosis in the list, a diagnosis with the right stipulations such as mental health conditions having to be present for over two years without much documented improvement despite consistent treatment)? That can take up to TWO YEARS because they can just deny you over and over again and force you to appeal the decision as many as like 5 times, and each appeal has a 6 month waiting period. And on top of that, once you stop working, the account starts counting down to self-destruction. You only have so much time before you lose access to the money entirely. If I am not found disabled on this application (I’m halfway through all the possible appeals), I will not be able to get my SSDI money AT ALL.

It’s fucking bullshit. I paid into that account so I would have money set aside for if I became disabled. I don’t have to prove I need the unemployment money, which I’m no longer qualified to receive, they’ll basically give it to me no questions asked. But when I’m disabled and barely scraping by for years I keep getting told that “actually from our review of your case it seems like you totally can have a desk job, go fuck yourself” despite me constantly including the detail that I cannot sit upright at a desk for more than an hour without needing to lie down completely flat for two hours immediately after. It’s MY MONEY. They’re not saving it for someone else, they’re going to just eat it if I don’t get it, why can’t they just GIVE IT TO ME???

#disability #us politics #ssdi #disability benefits #disabled things #fibromyalgia #chronic pain #chronic fatigue #poverty #vent

[bigtiddyartsygf]

When I say that there is so much art trapped in poverty, I include myself in it.

I have an urge to create, a hunger for art, but I cannot just go and buy art supplies, or just go to the movies, or buy a book at the local bookstore, we don't even have a local bookstore where I live.

So all this urge to create stays trapped in the lack resources.

Capitalism is the death of art

#artists on tumblr #digital art #artsy #my art #art #small artist #artist support #poverty #communism #leftist #art stuff #art study #vent post #dystopian society #dead poets society

[nuttyblizzardinternet]

Sure, our government can pass laws that support Palestinian genocide but when it comes to helping those in poverty all of a sudden they don't have the money for it.

Thanks Joe Biden you sure are helping Americans by making things worse, why tf are my taxes going to funding terrorism.

#joe biden #this is america #israel hamas war #acp act #poor americans #fuck america #i hate joe biden #poverty in america #fuck the government #save palestine #acp #vent

[hellshire-harlot]

Categorically, I’m one of the lucky ones. Both my parents are employed, and I have an employment opportunity coming up quite soon. We own our house, I’ve never had to go hungry, and we always have heat, electricity, and Wi-Fi.

and yet. AND YET.

We are barely above the poverty line. Some years I had to go without school lunches because we couldn’t afford the fees. We save money wherever and whenever we can. Going out to eat at a burger joint is a special treat for special occasions because we can’t afford it often. Some of my favorite foods and snacks- pomegranates, veggie straws, chips, hell, even lemonade -are luxuries because we just don’t have the money to spare for it. The attitude has rubbed off on me so much that I go out of my way to avoid spending money and I feel guilty when others spend money on me, even for things like gifts or fucking therapy.

If any of our phones were to break, it would probably ruin us. If any of our cars broke down it would be even worse. One of the reasons I got into achievement hunting and building and exploring in video games is because buying new games is almost always a luxury we can’t afford. I use achievement hunting and making complex builds and finding all the Easter eggs as a way to squeeze out every last bit of enjoyment I can from a game so I can last until we can afford to get new ones. All of our clothes are thrifted or second hand. Same for most of our furniture. We stay in our house all day not only because we don’t like going out often and there isn’t a lot to do, but because WE CANT AFFORD TO DO FUN THINGS MORE THAN A FEW TIMES A YEAR.

I worry constantly about how my basic needs affect my family’s wealth. And we’re the lucky ones, because I’ve never had to worry about being homeless. I don’t consider myself very lucky, actually. My family worries constantly about money. They hate their jobs. They can’t afford to get new jobs because going without a paycheck is too risky. And how would they get new jobs? Neither of them went to college, and we don’t have the money for any of us to go. I’m basically unemployable in my current mental state, and that’s not liable to change. We’re lucky. Most of my friends have it way worse than I do. And yet I don’t feel very fucking lucky.

Everyone talks about poverty in the context of not being able to eat or receive reliable healthcare. Obviously those are huge fucking issues that need to be immediately addressed, and I don’t mean to minimize them. But I hardly see anyone talking about the kind of poverty that gives you just enough to get by a little comfortably- but no more than that. You have the money for your home, your food, your car. But you don’t have money for games. You don’t have money to go out and eat something nice. You don’t have money to buy toys for your kids. You don’t have money to see a movie, or buy that new phone that would be such an improvement over the secondhand one you have now. You don’t have money for anything that would put you at ease. And yet, you’re made to feel lucky, that you should be grateful. You’re not poor, poor people can’t put food on the table. Stop complaining. Be grateful. You could have it so much worse.

No one even addresses that yes it could be worse. But it sure as hell could be a lot fucking better, too. And that kills me.

#Poverty #Lower class #Classism #minimum wage #Vent #anarchism #anti capitalism #Eat the rich #I’m just so frustrated #I just want to have something nice every once in a while #Luxury #Middle class #Lower middle class #Money #Struggles #financial struggles #Homelessness #Poor #Class struggle #class war #I want to kill every Billionaire in the world. I want to make them suffer. #I want to tear their eyes out and make them eat them. I want to make them suffer like I have #I wanna rip their throats out with my teeth and burn them alive. #wealth redistribution

[jojo-the-bird]

When does the struggling stop? It seems like everywhere I look everyone's trying to scrap by. I can't hardly remember a time where nobody was trying to make ends meet. Makes me feel I'll never get out of this hell of a hole.

#thoughts #and words #spilled thoughts #lets be honest #its about poverty #writing #also im hungry #vent post #in a way #lit #quote #poem #words #poets on tumblr #prose

[alittlebitofdebris]

Poverty isn't always what people imagine, and I'm facing that really hard lately.

I grew up in poverty. I boiled water for baths when the gas was almost always out.

I lit bonfires in my living room to keep warm and cook finger foods.

I went weekends without eating until I could get to school on Monday for breakfast.

My house was littered with things we didn't use or need because my mom was afraid we might one day need them and not be able afford it.

Our animals often went without food.

I'd walk an hour to the library in any weather to charge a cellphone my friend had given me.

Now, I have a nice home. My pets are well fed and spoiled as much as they can be. I have a smart phone, a computer, a TV. I have pretty things that bring me moments of joy.

I have beautiful things, neatly organized all over my home.

But still, I find myself in financial stress and all the illusions come crashing down.

My friend passively mentions a phrase I barely remember the context of, "you're kinda still living in poverty". I know this was meant for validation of my struggles. I know there was no ill intent.

But now, I find those words echoing in my mind any time I try to spend $5 on something to bring me momentary joy.

I feel the weight of guilt knowing that being mentally disabled has forced this experience on my spouse. I feel like a burden to my friends for not contributing more or needing them to spot me for lunch.

Today was the second time I woke up from dissociating on the floor of the kitchen crying. Likely, I was triggered by having no safe foods.

I hate saying I have no food, I've had no food before.

I have mayonnaise and nearly expired deli meat. I have a can of beans, some ramen and some soup that I hate that got mixed into an old grocery pick up order that I was scared to throw away or donate just in case. There are two frost bitten corn dogs left in the freezer. I have running city water to drink.

But still, I'm sobbing on the floor of my kitchen because even if I wasn't autistic, even if I could stomach a food that isn't my safe food right now, I'm still so scared.

What if I eat the last bite of food I have for a while and forget to cherish it? What if I waste it by throwing up because I'm so anxious? What if my husband needs it to have the energy to get to work?

I have 4 followers here, but the thousands of followers I have on other platforms don't seem to notice or care that I keep spiraling about this. They think the free wigs I get sent, the medicine I take, the makeup and clothes I wear...

It all makes it seem like I'm okay. I'm doing just fine. Really. The looming debt we acquired, the bad credit scores, to get to a mildly safe point in life... It all doesn't seem to occur to them.

But the truth is I'm not. I'm not okay. I'm fighting the urge to beg for donations because I don't know what other choices I have. But I hate needing help. I hate it so badly it causes me physical pain.

#tw: poverty #poverty #mutual aid #idk what tags to use #idk what this is #i just needed to vent because i have no one to talk to #trauma dump #financial trauma #disabled #audhd things #tw: hunger #anti capitalism #eating disoder trigger warning #tw ed diet #disordered eating thoughts #cptsd problems

[cure-rose]

Please help!!! (cw: vent, abuse)

cw // vent, abuse, health (vent + Kofi link below the cut)

I would not usually do this but I need SOMEONE to hear me. Even if they cannot directly help, I need SOMEONE to hear me. I cannot stay silent.

I...am actually really anxious about the new year, for more reasons than one. See, I have been stuck with my abusive mother for over 4 years now, unable to escape. I live in poverty with her, and I have been unable to get enough money to escape and get my own place. This situation has taken a toll on me like...A LOT.

I have recently started developing bigger health problems - I had minor health problems before, but this time they are really starting to become a huge problem.

And even though I try to stay positive, I am really, honestly, REALLY panicking on the inside, because being stuck with my mother like this means I have no money AND no time to fix these problems. They are getting worse and I cannot even afford the diagnosis NOR the treatment I know I need. It is so fucking frustrating.

I know what I need to do about these health issues, but I literally cannot ACCESS the solutions because I am literally poor. Like I am not even kidding when I say I am at rock-bottom. I am at my LIMIT and I am not sure how much more of this situation I will be able to take. I NEED HELP. And even putting aside all the health issues, I simply CANNOT feel safe here. I'm queer, and plural, and a bunch of other things, and since my mother is super conservative, that means I can never safely be myself around her. I HAVE to get somewhere safe, somehow. And I want it to happen SOONER, not later. I am really scared I will be stuck here unable to do anything about...well, anything. I'm linking my Kofi down here, because I am actually really desperate. I need someone to see me. Please, help out if you can.

#cw: vent #cw: abuse #cw: health #cw: homophobia #poverty #please help

[faithfromanewperspective]

today years old when i realised my lifelong ambition of 'i wanna grow up poor so that when there are people being left behind i am not one of the ones leaving anyone behind' is Not Normal

#but also 'i wanna grow up rich so i can singlehandedly stop poverty' #silver vents from work #personal mental health tag

[bluebandedagate]

Biting killing screaming ripping I fucking hate how the whole world seems to just ASSUME that everyone has a smartphone

#vent #anger #modern #capitalist hell #class warfare #classism #poverty

[golden-letters]

i keep imagining a world where i can live in peace with myself. where i don't need to stare at my bank details in worry. where i don't need to be envious of everyone's trips abroad everywhere. where i don't need to hate the mirror. where i don't need to fill my stomach with water instead of food because i hate myself too much and beauty is everything everyone cares about. and to be beautiful i need to have money. and i have neither. and the next second i see the news and girls younger than me are murdered by bombs. and i have the nerve to be sad about my ugliness. is there a world where none of this exists? is there a world where i can look at you and see you and not your faults? is there a world where we don't compete? is there a world where those girls don't die? is there a world where bombs don't even exist and the most harmful weapon we have is the thorns of a wild rose. where we can lie on grass together, counting stars that are far, far away from our grasp but somehow that'd be completely fine.

#writeblr #vent #light academia #poemblr #chaotic academia #dark academia #poetry #quotes #burnt out #aesthetic #cottagecore #flowercore #cottage aesthetic #naturecore #nature aesthetic #cozycore #capitalism #economics #poverty #eat the rich #politics #late stage capitalism #beauty #beautiful #pretty face #pretty privilege #spilled truth #spilled ink #spilled words #spilled thoughts

[mathsbian]

This country (the US) hates poor people so fucking much. Not even just the corporations and credit companies! The fucking government!

My partner got a ticket for something stupid like a parking violation years ago. Apparently, they had a court date for that ticket, but they didn’t know about it because the summons for the hearing got sent to an address they hadn’t lived at in five years. The court responded by suspending their driver’s license. And sent that notice to the same bad address. So they didn’t know still.

Two summers ago, we ran out of gas downtown outside the main bus terminal. We walked a mile down the road together to get a gallon of gas, and walked back. When we got back, there was a cop working on calling in a tow for what looked like an abandoned vehicle. When we walked up, he asked if the truck was ours and who had been driving. He ran the plates and my partner’s license even though we hadn’t done anything illegal afaik (maybe walking away from a car that’s out of gas that’s still in the road, even if there’s nowhere to push the car to get it out of the way, is illegal? I don’t know). He walked back over and asked my partner if they were aware their license was suspended. My partner said no. The cop let us go without writing a ticket or confiscating my partner’s license, but insisted I had to be the one to drive home on my expired driver’s license. I’m disabled and don’t feel safe driving a car so that drive home was pretty stressful.

A month or so later we were driving to their parents’ houses a couple counties away to visit their family. We realized on the way down that their truck’s taillights were out and hoped we’d make it before dark. We did not. Two different state troopers pulled us over less than five miles apart. The first one wrote a ticket, confiscated my partner’s license, and made me take over driving again. Part of the ticket was because my partner didn’t have car insurance, because car insurance is really expensive and we’re barely scraping by each month as it is. Driving in the dark is even more difficult for me, so I was already on my way to panicking when the second state trooper pulled us over. We showed him the ticket we had just gotten and he let us go, but that was the first time I have ever been pulled over while driving and my license was expired and I was sure we’d be getting arrested. So even more panicky as we pulled back onto the highway and got to my partner’s mom’s house.

After that ticket, my partner got summoned to court again. It wasn’t for months, and it was a couple of counties away, but not in the county their parents live in. They ended up driving us home, driving to work for the time til the court date, driving us to the store, and driving us back to their mom’s the day before court. We went well before dark this time so we wouldn’t get stopped for the taillights again. Their mom helped get their insurance renewed and took them to court. The court said they could go ahead and renew their license in their county of residence when they got home, and that as long as they kept paying their insurance, there wouldn’t be any more problems. A review of their case was set for January of this year.

In December, they got let go from their job because the company owner realized he was expanding too fast and started making cuts everywhere.

They went in for the review on the appointed date, and all that happened was they were informed they owe the court like SEVEN HUNDRED FUCKING DOLLARS, after adding up the amounts they were fined, the court fees, and the additional fine for missing court the first time even though there was no way for them to show up to that because they didn’t know they’d been summoned to court. It’s due by June 8. There’s no way we can save up for that by then.

Today? They got a letter saying their license is suspended again for driving while it was suspended two years ago. Even though they were told to renew their license at the last court date, and that there wouldn’t be any problems if they paid their insurance. They aren’t allowed to renew it now until July, with the stipulation that it will stay suspended if they don’t pay off their court dues. So, in this society that has been built to revolve around the personal car, my partner is license-less, has to somehow find a job within walking distance, and then somehow save more money than we’ve ever had saved just to get their license back. And then renewing it will cost another goddamn $40.

I have no clue what we’re supposed to do anymore. They tried applying for unemployment but now it uses ID.me to verify your identity and for whatever reason they couldn’t get their identity verified. Now I’m wondering if it’s because their license got suspended again and we didn’t find out til long after that attempt.

Fucking. FUCK!!! And this is all not even addressing my massive credit card debt that I can’t make payments on because I have no income whatsoever. I’m still fucking waiting on my SSDI decision from my hearing in December. It’s supposed to be arriving soon but who knows how long it will take to get through the mail.

Like how are we supposed to go to the store? My partner can walk there but I don’t know if I can even make it that far, and we get so many groceries at once that we often can’t bring them into the house in one trip, just coming from the trunk of my car. I can’t carry that much AND walk all that way, especially after walking to the store and around the store. Walking around the store often wipes me out on its own.

It’s so fucking expensive being poor already, and it doesn’t help when the government decides to fine you a bunch of money and take your license til you pay.

#us politics #poverty #vent

[ganonfan1995]

Desperately trying to stay in a good head space, and man I was doing so good until our current slumlords lawyer decided to tell us that - on top of illegally evicting us - she intends to withhold our deposits from us, for compensation for telling them to follow the proper eviction laws??? Which is INCREDIBLE ILLEGAL ON MULTIPLE FRONTS.

So now WE have to get a lawyer...And goooooood god, I am at my limit!!

#our car is still at the vet for lord knows how long #im praying that this place we're gonna look at on sunday is good and we get picked to be the tenants b/c im so incredibly stressed dude ahh #i think in general everyone is also going through it rn #itll be okay in the long run im sure everything will settle #but man ive lived in poverty my whole youth #i thought i was over housing insecurity #vent

[bluenightcomedies]

cw- poverty talk

just wanted to talk abt this a bit bc i tend to talk so casually about our money situation with friends and i noticed their reactions one thing i've normalized due to living in poverty for our entire life is that I measure our budget in days of food, based on how much we spend on average for ingredients and eating out... which is about $15 per day if we go for healthy meals. suppose we get $800 a month in welfare. that's pretty cushy, right? that's about two months of food! well, there's the bills. we're in low income housing in a rural town so fortunately we only have to pay ~$250 as opposed to the ~$800 average! man, imagine if we had to pay the full rent! then there's $50 for internet using a small local IP, $30 in water bills, and $40 in electric bills. not too bad. that drops the budget down to uh... 28 days of food. that's okay! we'll have to eat out less often, do smaller meals! well, there's transportation. we can't drive, and local public transportation is awful so that costs $20 per round trip unless it's nice enough out to walk to somewhere nearby. depending on how many trips we need to make, that leaves us 24-26 days of food. ...oh, the laptop broke, and we uh... actually needed that. we can get a cheap used one off ebay- or one of the chromebooks at a discount- for about $200. ... uh yeah we can't live on- wait! that's if we do *healthy* meals. we have this rice bowl recipe that's filling enough at a whopping $3 per day! we're going to feel like shit after a while eating nothing but that, but we'll be able to afford everything. when i break it down like this to my friends, many of them (most who live in bigger cities and can hold jobs) are horrified. looking back... yeah i can see why; but... that's been our whole life. ...and the worst thing is, we're among the luckier ones. with this kind of budgeting and access to cheap resources, we can still stay afloat out of going homeless without working ourselves to death. that's why i'm so nonchalant about our poverty, because we still could be far off worse.⭐

#poverty #vent