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singleeemommmm · 2 years

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🚨🚨UPDATED ON 9/18/22 VERY TIME SENSITIVE!!! PLEASE HELP PREVENT A RECENTLY UNEMPLOYED SINGLE MOM W/ 2 MENTALLY DISABLED KIDS BECOME HOMELESS & GAIN ACCESS TO CRITICALLY NEEDED BASIC NECESSARY ESSENTIALS

My names Lara Davis, I am a 50-year-old mother of 2 (boys with Aspergers). I’m currently unemployed, I just lost my previous job -just 5-6 weeks ago- due to having to calling off too much for unexpected scary detrimentally medical conditions . Right now I’m waiting to hear back from a couple different jobs that I had applied to a week or so ago, but we’ve been drowning in unpaid bills and unable to access our crucially necessary prescription medications from the pharmacy but since I haven’t been able to afford our medical insurance this past month and aren’t currently covered by Medicaid yet, our medication co-payments on all 3 of our monthly prescriptions and have now increasingly grown excessively ridiculously high. To take care of our prescriptions to be granted access to them AND also attempt to catch us up on our bills that are stacking up (to get our electricity, gas and water utilities turned back on ASAP) AND also take care of our September rent that is well past due AND to be able to go get some desperately needed groceries and other basic everyday essentials from the store l(ike toilet paper, body wash, hand soap, food and drink, etc. ) So PLEASE ANYTHING, and I CANNOT THOROUGHLY EXPRESS ENOUGH IN WORDS THAT ABSOLUTELY ANY DONATIONS would be truly BEYOND beneficial, very appreciated and tbh even potentially life saving at this point! Altogether we need: September Rent - which costs $889 (AND IS WELL PAST DUE ~ VERY CRUCIALLY TIME SENSITIVE ~) ALL 3 OF OUR VITALLY ESSENTIAL monthly prescription meds copays altogether - which costs $196 Groceries/Toiletries/Basic Everyday Necessities/A few essentials that are critically, beneficially necessary to help assist me in being properly prepared for any and all possible upcoming job interviews/Transportation (b/c my car was already repo’d — to/from:doc apps/grocery store/pharmacy/kids’ school/potential job interviews) Altogether - which would approx. Cost $465

THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME & ENERGY by reading this semi-long post! It means beyond the world to us! & ONCE AGAIN, I CANNOT STRESS ENOUGH, ANY & EVERY DONATION IS SINCERELY APPRECIATED & TRULY HIGHLY BENEFICIAL TOWARDS THE STABILITY & FUTURE OF MY FAMILY’S SURVIVAL!! 💜💛🧡🙏🏼

UPDATE AS OF 9/17/22 -

Weve gratefully received approx. $50/approx. $2288 of our goal so far! We’re desperately hoping for someone.. ANYONE🙏🏼😞🥺 to break the ice & bless us with ANY SORT of donation.. I can ABSOLUTELY GUARANTEE that ANY & EVERYTHING is SINCERELY appreciated & BEYOND HIGHLY beneficial !! PLEASE ! ANYTHING HELPS, I promise! Sorry to be SO terribly pathetic & be in such a embarrassing position to have to beg so humiliatingly for life saving financial assistance.. Thank you for reading ! 💜🙏🏼🥺💛

#donate #donations #crowdfunding #signal boost #donation #financial assistance

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crimeronan · 2 years

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another hardest battles, sexiest soldiers post, maybe if i am flippant enough i can shake off the mortification of asking strangers on the internet for help!!

i was very sick in june and racked up a fair amount of debt to pay our bills, i’ve spent most of my time this month working to pay that debt back which means we’re behind on basically everything financially. i’m continuing to work as hard as i can to catch up but in the meantime if anyone has a couple bucks to spare it would be so SO helpful

anything donated will go towards gas, groceries, medication, car insurance, our electric bill, & rent

we’ve had friends and strangers alike be very very VERY kind to us over the past year or so & we will be okay however things shake out! please don’t feel pressured to give if you are not willing/able. i want to thank everyone who’s helped us in tight spots before and thank you guys for reading this post. flippancy aside, it’s not easy for me to admit when i’m struggling :/

if you want more details regarding the situation please feel free to DM me, i just don’t want to make this post super long

https://www.paypal.me/kitkatmkath

ko-fi.com/elliptical

Venmo: @Katherine-MacEachern

#i'm like exhausted but keeping my head above water woooo #i'll also enable tumblr tipping for ease once i make sure my bank will give me access to the funds

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aetherbound · 24 days

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It’s been a week since I posted about turning off Discord notifications…and they’re still off. I feel somewhat better, but I keep fluctuating between barely functioning to having enough social energy to send a few texts over discord. Hopefully I can be more active again.

Thanks for being understanding, I love y’all <3

A wall of personal ranting text is under the cut, I just needed to let it out somewhere that isn’t my venting notes.

I worked 51 hours in two weeks and made $408. My half of the rent is $435. We’re okay, my partner makes good money to pay a few extra dollars, but he shouldn’t have to. I should be making more money, but I’m not. I don’t have enough leftover on any paycheck after bills and groceries to afford a car payment and car insurance.

And the best part is? I need a car to get a better job to make more money to pay on more important things. Right now my partner and his parents drive me to and from work, but I’m actively trying to get a license and car so I don’t have to rely on them. It seems impossible to buy a car with what I have left over from paychecks. I’d get laughed at if I said I could only put $20 down at a used car lot.

My managers are assholes and I’m told in a joking way “You suck.” “You’re slow.” “Shut up, no one wants to hear you talk.” I wish I was exaggerating and not quoting verbatim. Realistically, I’m not doing a bad job. My managers are just older men who like to use rude humor. My PTSD symptoms are still flaring up more often because they purposely slam things and laugh when I jump and cover my ears. On three separate occasions I’ve had to tell people NOT to use my deadname, and if it happens again I don’t know if I can keep calm and not scream.

In all my 24 years of living, of domestic violence, borderline homelessness and more horrors, I’ve only had 6 months of peace. Then that’s when the whole cancer fiasco started. I’m a year out from my last chemo infusion and my stress levels have been the same. Did I really just survive cancer to STILL be stressed? To go from a good job and shitty household to move into a better household and shitty job? My life is a fucking joke.

I’m waiting to hear back from a Filipino restaurant to see if their hours and pay are better, but I’m still looking at other places to work in case it doesn’t work out. I have an appointment next Tuesday to ask my doctor about getting medicated. Something to get my anxiety stabilized or something when I’m about to spiral into a panic attack.

Things will get better, when you’re at the bottom the only way is up. But I’m fucking exhausted man. I’m tired of coming home from work and feeling like I want to scream and break shit. I’m not a violent person, I’ve never even screamed at someone. I’ve not ever thrown things. When I’m angry, I just cry or be silent.

I just want things to be better before I completely break. I feel off, and that’s besides from my depersonalization/disassociation being heightened. I hate feeling irritable and numb. Maybe I’m being too sensitive and need to get over it.

But the sun will rise and so must I.

#personal post #venting #I’m sorry for the wall of text I just needed to throw it out somewhere #on the plus side I ending up painting some so that’s productive I guess

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alsjeblieft-zeg · 10 months

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336 of 2023

Created by emptyspaces

What area of science interests you the most?

Physics, particularly electromagnetic waves.

Where all have you lived?

Middelkerke, Belgium. Then someplace in West Pomerania, Poland. Then back to Middelkerke. Then Knokke, also in Belgium. And now Bruges. Also in Belgium.

Have you ever had a pet bird?

Do chickens count?

What did you have for dinner last night?

We don’t have dinners at night lol. This is Europe.

What's the weirdest baby name you've ever heard of?

Whatever you Americans name your kids. Seriously, naming people after random objects?

What was the last thing you wrote down on paper?

Grocery list for my parents.

Have you ever watched Breaking Bad?

No, I’ve never been interested.

Are your fingernails always painted?

They’re never painted. Apparently I’m not gay enough.

What color is your bed frame?

Wood colour lol.

Is the street you live on busy or quiet?

Very quiet. Most of our neighbours are elderly people.

When was the last time you stayed at home all day?

Omg I don’t remember. I’m definitely an outdoors person.

What's your favorite movie genre?

I don’t watch movies.

Do you own any orange clothing?

Yeah, a pair of these parachute cargo trousers. I’ve worn them only once, though.

Have you ever been in an inflatable bouncy house?

No, I haven’t.

How old were you when you bought your first car?

Never had a car on my own.

Did any of your neighbors come over to welcome you when you moved into your current house?

No, it’s not a thing in my country. We’re polite, but as distanced as possible.

Do you have good health insurance?

I have a very good health insurance. Actually I have two, one from work and one private. Thanks to them most of my hospital bills was paid.

When was the last time you opened your bedroom windows?

One of them is open all the time during summer.

Do you have any t-shirts with funny sayings on them?

Yeah, I have one that says “Trust me, I’m an electrician”, and one that says “the boyfriend of your crush”. Also, one that says “I have no idea what I’m doing”.

What's your favorite kind of Girl Scout cookie?

I still don’t even know what it is.

Do you take a daily multivitamin?

We Europeans don’t take any artificial supplements unless there’s a solid medical reason for it.

Have you been sad about anything lately?

Yeah, about not seeing this guy recently. It’s strange how he caught my attention and now he’s someone familiar, and yet I don’t even know his name. But I’m so drawn to him.

Are you a social butterfly, or more of a loner?

I’m a mix of both.

Whats something you didn't realize how bad it was until it happened to you?

A stroke lol. It was the worst experience of all. But also seizures. Such a horrible thing.

What color bra did you wear yesterday?

I’m a dude lol. I don’t ever wear bras.

What are three simple things that make you happy?

The sea, cat purring, beauty of nature.

What was the last thing you cooked that had onions as an ingredient?

Probably a soup.

Do you post your survey answers to anywhere other than bzoink?

I don’t even have bzoink.

What does your father do for a living?

He’s retired.

The last bracelet you wore - what did it look like?

I wear 10 bracelets that I never take off, 4 of them are meant to represent an asexual flag, 5 of them have charms (all 9 of them are string bracelets), and the last one is real silver and has two male symbols connected together, and it’s easy to guess what it represents :P

What can you hear right now?

A TV program.

Have you ever been snorkeling?

No, never.

Are there any trees in your yard?

Trees? Have you ever seen a backyard in an old Belgian house? Two people, two cats and there’s no space left.

How did you first meet the last person you hugged?

We met at work. Five years later, kaboom we’re married.

#survey #q&a survey #random survey

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theendlessrambles · 10 months

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6/27/23

Life for me is still content. My biggest complaint is an auto shop overfilled my tires and popped on the highway in a construction zone. I got a new tire for 67 dollars but needed a new rim. Then ended up needed to get all new tires, they were older tires and then over filled with tire pressure costing me over 800 dollars after spending 400 dollars on the car already. That's about a paycheck and a half for me.Thankfully my partner was there with me to calme.me down as we waited three hours in the middle of nowhere for a tow and then be told he'd be back later since he did not have room for both of us to be taken to the shop and we had to call my partners mother who thankfully just got out of work. My phone is also badly damaged and I'm in desperate need of a new one and due to the car am having to hold of awhile longer rather than sooner.

Besides that I still have my adoring partner, a wonderful roommate, a cat, and a dog. Sunday we got more free groceries from my roommates family and were very thankful for that and my boyfriends mother always gives me eggs her chickens produce. With out the help i don't know how well we could stick our pantry and fridge I'm very grateful for them. I have a vacation coming up in July with my partner at cedar point in a cabin we rented alone. Then after my vacation I will attend another parade with my friend in a pirate charity group. Their father, who was the captain, recently passed away and they are continuing his work as the new captain. This parade will be in my home town and I am excited to see my family and friends there. My relationships with those around me are well, even my mother and I have bonded more especially with a kitten she's adopted that doesn't have a tail.

Though my relationship are they also have their struggles. My roommate still is looking for a new job and worried about driving. Their lack of transportation has been stressful on both of us. I told her when I finally save up for a new car, after getting a new phone, I would sell her the one I currently have if its still in good (and by good still safe and running) condition. Her place of work, where I used to work and my pirate friend works, is now open to 12 am and she gets home at 1am or later. I often have to pick her up which is also hard for both of us. My next closest friend is helping out her mother. Her mother's boyfriend/father of her child overdosed and they kicked him out of the house. It's a stressful situation. She is trying to get into trade school, but she is vocal about how nerve-wracking it is for her. My pirate friend is trying out the dating scene and has been quite lonely with her mother gone often with her new job running tour/party buses. The other night we went to the bar at Applebee's after spending a day on the beach. We were bought drinks and it was fun, however their was a drunk and sexist man who wouldn't leave us alone and hugged on us a couple times. She seemed okay and I handled him well, but that part was still unfortunate. My partner also struggles. He hit a deer on his way to see me two months ago and his car is still in the shop. He borrowed his oldest brother's car since he was jobless, but his older brother took his car back to Door Dash due to family pressures and needing to pay his medical bills. His car should be back this week and he is relieved about that.

I did change jobs as of last week. I moved up into a CMH building in a poorer county. I get paid less but there's health insurance, pto, paid holiday, and a union, which makes up the difference. I would of had my RBT, but due to how awful online testing is with their anti heating system I was disqualified when my face became out of view when asked to show what was in the background. So I'll have to take it again.

There are some concerns with my coworkers. They are wonderful techs and has nothing to do with their work with the children, but their standpoints. Even though it is a mental health there has been racist and transphobic comments from half of the techs. One of the techs also admitted to violently robbing hookers as a teenager. This shocked me especially since she is newly a mother. The comments however I am not surprised about since it's a poorer rural area and I have seen dozens of trump stickers on staff members cars. Even things on the road made me realize how rural the area is such as a diy wooden nativity scene with signs saying "FEAR NOT GOD" and "REPENT WHILE THERE IS TIME". I also am not a big fan of the puzzle pieces in the shirts and cubicles on staff when it comes to autism awareness, but most autism centers have puzzle pieces so I am not upset, but rather uncomfortable with it. The company autism speaks, which uses the puzzle piece, has many faults and often covers up the voices of autistic individuals rather than lift them up. I prefer the rainbow infinity symbol made by the autistic community. I find it hard to by myself there.

My supervisor assigned me a mentor. I would be job shadowing but due to subbing in the building for half a year I do not need to job shadow. My mentor in this case is someone to go to for questions, which I tend to ask the first person I see truthfully. My supervisor picked the newly mom who used to violently rob hookers. She said she needs to soften up and I need to toughen up. So far it's gone well, but we don't speak often. I do think she is a wonderful tech and that there is much I could learn from her.

National news is all over. Trumps next trial is in December and he is running. His old vice president he almost let get killed is also running so that should be interesting. I like this one women who is running named Marianne Williamson. She seems to be quite honest about what is going on in the country especially after the pandemic. I am still nervous about all candidates even her. I don't trust our system and I don't believe capitalism and democracy work together. Greed tends to overpower freedom. Whatever freedom means now a days.

There were also some multimillionaires who died in a submarine on their way to the titanic. We all joked about them online and I am guilty of this. The submarine was poorly built and for the trip cost them about an iced Starbucks coffee to us. Lots of tax payer money was spent finding the already dead millionaire as they let immigrant boats sink killing thousands. So there were more laugh than tears for the rich. I do feel bad for the child, 19, on board.

Russia has a coup that was stopped in a day, however it shows the Russian citizens and even military grows tired of the war in Ukraine. It may even spark or already has sparked a civil war.

Pride has not been fun this year I did not do much for it as I wanted to. In fact a national emergency has been called for LGBTQIA members. It makes me nervous, I know I have a male partner at this time which keeps me more safe but I am still afraid. Two women who kissed each other were arrested since a child has seen it. They are now considered sex offenders and in one state that crime is punishable by death. They are finding ways to kill us. Trans have it the worst and our country is committing genocide against them it's no secret. Again even at work the hatred of trans are spoken of. I have friends who are trans and I worry for them. It really is a national emergency.

I think that sums up the last few months. It's almost 4am here now. I fell asleep around 8pm and woke up when my roommate came home. I had an apple took my medicine and began to write all this down. I will likely write again in a few months.

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iampikachuhearmeroar · 1 year

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First of all seriously congrats on getting out of the spiral i understand how flabbergastingly difficult that is.

….that being said.. with as much the love and support I can share….

Please please please please next step- stop checking LI like that at all. Or like at all but ideal worlds etcetc It is not a safe place for anyone social interactions and active use can be a deterrent to potential employers as it shows mental instability and a dependency on social media etc etc businessbullshit

Take care you yourself please pretty please with a cherry and fun shaped sprinkles on top

You. Deserve. To. Rest. God. Damn. It.

Write it down in a notebook or notes app I know it’s hard to find the right Thing just please hang in there No more LI

I know I don’t know your situation you might need to be job hunting everyday to pay for medical bills or for whatever you may need -

just please be careful

And try to be kind to yourself please

hey hey! thanks for the support. I barely ever post on linkedin, only once or twice. I never share posts from other people either on there, either. I will occasionally like posts on there though.

I only had to make a linkedin account years ago in uni, bc the careers department basically bullies you to make one, to con you into thinking that that's the only way you'll be HEADHUNTED OMG!!!!.

but that's literally never happened to me.... and all I actually get on there is marketing emails for LI premium and learning (which is like $90 or something a month here in australia so I've never paid the sub) and scam courses from usually americans about resume writing etc but they want you to cough up $5,000 australian to do them.

I've always been super wary about linkedin in general, anyway. which is why I've barely ever posted on there, except for my uni graduation and when i started at my job last year. making my account for it back in 2016 during uni caused me to have an anxiety attack lmao. it's also why I'm happy I'm not checking it as often as well.

I had a year of rest in 2021 to heal from my surgery.... even though everyone was pushing me to "hurry up and get a job and move out and be an adult NOW!!!" including my surgeon. like guys. I just had some of the most traumatic 3 months of my life in my mid-20s. why the fuck would I want to be instantly back in the workforce????? holy fuck.

and plus, it did hit me while healing back then, a few times, how unwell and fragile I really was. because I bent down in woollies or coles (grocery stores here in aus) and couldn't get off the floor without grabbing onto something to balance myself. and that's when I started listening to the physios more in rehab hospital rather than my surgeon and everyone else, about taking it slow and healing... instead of trying to instantly jump back into casual or part time work in retail at the time; or even office work (since I learnt last year that stationary orders are, in fact, quite heavy when it's just boxes filled with packets and packets of paper; and other general office shit).

as for the medical bills, I don't have any to pay off since my surgery was completely covered by medicare. all I'm trying to avoid now in job hunting, is australia's incredibly punitive employment jobseeker income supplement payment requirements of meeting with a job provider each fortnight; and having to apply for 20 jobs a month or they'll take your payment off of you.... which is incredibly unhelpful when I need to pay my car loan and car insurance. although I'm pretty sure that's been updated but I can't remember how it's changed..... because I didn't need to worry about it last year whilst I was in my cadetship job since it was full time.

but yeah I just need to use LI as a way to look for jobs and maybe very occasionally interact with my old colleagues at my cadetship job (which I just left on the 23rd of march). but I am trying to interact with it less.

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hitaka5ever · 2 years

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I'm only $3000 away from having 10k in my bank. I have never had so much money at one time in my life before. I'm gonna need a minute....

"What's your secret?"

Live with your parents if you can and hope they don't charge you the same amount of money a landlord would in your area. My base rent is $540 and it can drop if I buy groceries for the house. As stressful and fucked up as Wallyworld is, I get over $2k a month from them

I have no major bills to pay, no credit card bills, no cell phone bills, no car insurance bc I don't drive (I give my parents $20 in gas money each month) and I don't pay for medical bills or drugs thanks to my insurance

I'm still very conservative with my money. I still have a hard time buying a brand new video game for $60 or used for $30. I won't be purchasing a big ticket item until after Christmas this year and the last one I bought was a Switch for my birthday a year after the console came out (before that was a PS4 back in 2013 and a new laptop, which wasn't even that expensive to start with)

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punyhoomans · 3 years

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My name is Allan Cancinos. I'm 36, nonbinary and in January, I lost my job. I have been isolating diligently and trying to find remote work, but I haven't had much luck. I have burned through my savings, maxed out my credit cards, and cashed out my 401K but even with all that I have only made it this far with the extremely generous help of my friends. Unemployment has continually failed to pay, despite the state saying I'm eligible for benefits. SNAP benefits have also vanished mysteriously after a phone interview during which I was approved. I am disabled, I have not been vaccinated yet and I am a walking encyclopedia of comorbidities. I need help ASAP paying this month's regular and unexpected expenses, including: $875 for rent (utilities are thankfully included) $500 car+insurance $110 phone $100+ for parking tickets (Boston decided to start requiring permits on my street during the pandemic and denied my application and may tow my car before I can get an in-person appointment) $900 to completely pay off my emergency credit card bills $500 Groceries and medical supplies I am trying to talk to a real person about the unemployment, because that alone would solve my of these problems but until that happens I don't want to risk being made homeless a second time during this pandemic. I know the world is on fire right now and everyone has their own problems, so if you've made it this far then thank you for taking the time to read this, especially if you've helped me in the past.

if GFM doesn't work for you but you still want to help (which, ty!):

ko-fi.com/punyhumans

venmo @Allan-Cancinos

paypal.com/allanc3001

An update: this month's rent is almost paid!!! I am always astounded at how generous you all are. Thank you <3. Luckily, I haven't yet received any tickets for parking (*yet*) but that can change at any time.

I haven't received my registration stickers yet, but I paid the tickets and the city is still denying my application for a parking permit with no explanation why.

In better news, I got help getting ahold of someone at the unemployment office and it turns out my benefits are being contested so it needs to be adjudicated and of course there is no time frame for that so for the foreseeable future my only income will be from people on the internet, which is a totally lovely and unstressful and not at all anxiety inducing situation!

#signal boost #fundraiser #emergency #mutual aid #gofundme

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marigoldwitch · 2 years

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Please boost! We need help ASAP!

So as y’all know, if ya don’t there’s about 2 years worth of posts on my blog where I’ve talked about this, we’ve been dealing with a violent and dangerous situation with our neighbor and shady ass slumlord of a property manager.

TW:: Some of the audio might be triggering to anyone who’s been in a violent situation — also broken glass and yelling — Here’s a link to the Instagram highlight I made with all the “tea” on it (as it relates to what we’ve been dealing with these last few months; but it’s just the tip of the iceberg for what’s been going on since late 2019), including video and audio clip proof of my neighbor’s violent and dangerous behavior.

We’re trying to move asap! Unfortunately, after my 99’ mercury mountaineer was totaled last October when someone hit it from behind at a red light, we spent all our savings (plus the insurance money) on the beetle. It was definitely worth it. We needed a car so my boyfriend could continue his chiropractor appointments and we could stop wasting $50 a ride on cabs to his work. But it completely dried out our savings. So we are back to living paycheck to paycheck (as I’m sure a lot of you can relate to as well). This means coming up with $1,400 to move is almost impossible for us to do in a timely manner.

We don’t have time to wait. Our property manager has made it very clear that she isn’t concerned with our safety. She was on speaker phone with our other neighbor when she [our upstairs neighbor] was threatening us at our door (watch 4th story on the highlight I linked) and she [our property manager] claimed that there was nothing she could do about it. We emailed her the day our hot water was stolen and.. she did nothing about it. We emailed her the night our neighbor swept broken glass, trash and cigarette butts onto our patio.. and she did nothing about it. She refuses to evict this woman despite her being violent, dangerous, a disturbance to everyone around her and, being complained about multiple times by multiple residents.

I have chronic pain (fibromyalgia) and a compromised immune system; so working a physically labor intensive job, during a pandemic, isn’t an ideal solution for me. Despite this I’ve applied at 120+ places, I’m just waiting for a call back. I have an Etsy shop, and I’m a freelance crochet artist. I make enough to survive but not enough to save. I’m also trying to slowly chip away at the $20,000+ of medical debt I’ve accumulated over the last 8 years. My boyfriend is a dance teacher but he’s also applied for a part time as well, even though he doesn’t really have time and he’s still recovering from the accident. These part time jobs won’t be forever, we’re just trying to get anything we can to save money at this point. Even if it compromises our health. At this point, living where we live now, our health is already going south; especially our mental health.

I’m just trying to move. Affording to actually live in a new place isn’t obviously the problem (as we live in our own apartment now; and the rent at this place is actually cheaper than the market value rent of our current place) it’s just there are so many costs to moving that paying rent + bills + groceries + medications + debt + other essentials leaves no room for actually saving to move out. There’s security deposit + first months rent + a deposit to get electricity turned on + cost to switch internet to new place + uhaul rental. It’s a lot.

So I’m asking anyone who might want to help if they can drop a few dollars on my ko-fi — or even better — if you crochet (or knows someone who does) you can purchase one of my patterns. They’re all currently 25% off as of posting this (and will be on sale until Jan 24th 2022). If you’d like to purchase a custom crocheted sweater, cardigan, bralette etc. please feel free to message me and I can give you a quote on price and turn around time estimations. And you can check out my Instagram to see examples of all my work.

Thank you so much in advance for any and all help. We are so desperate to get away from this dangerous and incredibly mentally exhausting situation.

My ko-fi

My Etsy shop (with crochet patterns)

My shops Instagram

#signal boost #boost #help #send help #please help #desprate #need to move #asap #bad neighbors

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a-vile-strumpet · 3 years

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Need medical help

I've never done this before, so I'm not sure what all to do here other than tell my story and hope I guess.

Like many others, in spring of 2020 I got Covid. Also like many others, I'm now left with post covid issues and a year's worth of medical bills trying to figure out my issue. Currently, I need about $3700 to pay everything off. We're struggling from this because I am barely able to work, and my paycheck and my husband's together only really covers our main monthly bills of mortgage, phones, car insurance and groceries.

I still have more tests coming up. Currently I've been diagnosed with Postural Orthostatic Tachycardia Syndrome. I possibly have an autoimmune issue (we're thinking Lupus) and may also have Ehlers Danlos Syndrome (waiting on genetic results).

I'm tired, stressed and now chronically ill. Sharing or donating would be appreciated so we can get this paid off because we're even more overwhelmed than we currently are.

Thank you very much for reading.

#pots #eds #chronic issues #Covid #covidー19 #long covid #help #donate #postural orthostatic tachycardia syndrome #ehlers danlos syndrome #lupus #autoimmune

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isekaisyouwithmyforearmlaser · 4 years

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emergency donation post. if you have the time please read for context.

please send donations to my cashapp $pikman2

hi i know i dont have tons of followers but im hoping i can get some circulation because my family is in some really dire circumstances rn.

ive always been against making donations posts because i always figured others had it worse than me, but now that theres children involved im desperate and im selling my own things/ working overtime just for cash. my moms wife, D, cheated on my mom with my moms boss after being married for 6 years with 2 kids, and up and left without trying to talk about it at all. After originally kicking us out, she realized she couldnt afford the house thats under her name alone, and let my mom and the kids and my nana live there temporarily. our name isnt on anything, and if my family gets kicked out again theyd be homeless. right now my older brother, my nana, and my two younger siblings- both elementary school children- are dependent on my mom. my mom recently lost her job because she couldnt work under her boss anymore and the entire work place was extremely bad for her mental health. D and her new GF then sent their work friend to go "spy" on my mom while she was out with her friends (D started doing coke again around last year so her behavior is erratic) and the guy who they sent physically assaulted my mom. my mom already has prexisting injuries on her back and a past broken wrist from a few different abusive exes she had years ago, AND on top of that just last year my mom got in a nearly fatal car accident that fucked up her back more, and the assault made these injuries incredibly worse.

my mom (pictured above) has been prescribed new medication, but no longer has insurance because she lost her job. she works retail now which is extremely taxing on her body. my mom lives in texas and has applied many times to state assistance programs but she keeps getting denied. The house isnt in my moms name, so she has no proof of address to allow her to get food from any nearby foodshelves. after the accident my mom has really bad fears of driving and cant drive long distance without her anxiety becoming debilitating.

my brother recently got sick and is getting tested again. my nana has social security but its only 900 a month, really only 700 after buying her meds. my mom and i are the only ones working.

below are the some of the bills my mom has to try to earn in one month on 11 dollars an hour

plus rent which is 1250 and her car insurance. currently they spend all money on bills and barely have food or hygienic products most of the time.

D hasnt been very helpful during all this, as she expects my mom to pay all the bills despite knowing my mom is solely responsible for the well being of 5 other ppl rn, and despite the fact EVERYTHING is in Ds name. unfortunately we cant really negotiate with her because she can just kick us out and then we'd lose shelter.

TL;DR

to clarify, i live in minnesota rn, so im not asking money to help ME, but rather my immediate and closest family- 5 people, 2 children, one elderly. my moms mentally ill, has chronic pain and longlasting injuries mostly from past abusive relationships, recently got in a traumatic accident, then was assaulted by her wifes friend after her wife of 6 years suddenly left after her affair was exposed. she just got prescribed a bunch of new meds that she cant afford but needs in order to keep working, all the while needing to pay off all the bills which comes to a total of about 2,000. there are 5 people in the house- my mom, my nana, my brother and two children. they are all constantly at risk of homelessness, they barely have any food at the house, and because nothing is in there name they cant show proof of address which is required at all food shelves locally. my mom cant drive far because of her anxiety due to her past accident and shes the only licensed driver in the house.

right now ive stopped school completely to work full time at my current job in retail. im trying to find a new job that pays more so that we can start saving money so they can move somewhere affordable and no longer have to deal with D. ive been doing this since the beginning of 2020 and if youve been following me you know i also stopped my own HRT and meds just so my family can eat, which has basically fucked my mental health incredibly, as im already suicidal and have been on and off meds/therapy/inhospital since early highschool. i skip days without eating and only do it when i need to so that my family can have more money. basically, ive exhausted everything i can to help and its still not enough.

Please if you can consider sending any donations directly to my cashapp $pikman2. every little bit helps, even 1 or 2 dollars can help with small groceries. thank you.

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spacecadet-sims · 3 years

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hi friends! as you know, my husband lost his full-time job last month because of a medical emergency. he was able to get a part-time job at ups, but they can’t/don’t “guarantee hours,” so he’s been working less than 25 hours consistently. i’m a full-time student with a work study job. right now, i’m getting more hours because it’s break and most students can’t work, but come january, i’ll be going back to approximately 10/week for spring semester. my husband has been looking into getting another part-time job, but we’re not sure when/if that’ll happen. i’m writing this because i need help covering bills.

our bills, including rent, utilities, our car loan and insurance, and groceries, come to about $1,530. we’ll probably be able to cover around half of that with what we’re expecting in pay checks. we’re really struggling and i’ve been scared and anxious to the point of have intrusive thoughts. i don’t know what we’re going to do and it’s a possible reality that we could wind up homeless or have our car repossessed.

if you are able to donate, i’d very much appreciate it and thank you. if you can’t, i totally understand, but i’m asking that you spread this around so that it can reach more people.

i’m super appreciative of all my followers and friends here and i love you all no matter what. i hope you’re all having a happy holiday season.

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let-it-raines · 4 years

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Did you see that post floating around about the couple who were dating before they started at an office but didn't tell anyone and everyone kept calling them Jim and Pam and trying to convince them they should date bc they were friendly with each other??? Yeah, you should write that for CS

Nonnie, I did not see it floating around because I, well, don’t really check my feed, but @shireness-says did send it to me to write last night. Then you did too, and it seemed like I had to write a little something!

original post | here |

on ao3 | here |

-/-

This is a bullshit job.

Okay, it’s not, and Emma knows it. It’s a job that’s getting her insurance and enabling her to pay her bills after she lost her last job due to her asshole boss’s gambling problems that burned Queen’s Bail Bonds to the ground. Figuratively, not literally, but Emma really wanted to literally burn it down when it meant she was out of a job. And none of the other bail bonds places in town would hire her because Regina burned a bridge with anyone and everyone she could since she is the actual worst and made enemies with anyone who challenged her. Emma doesn’t exactly have much of an education and has a history that’s a little less than pretty, so after eating three saltine crackers for dinner and considering selling her car for grocery money, she bit the bullet and started applying for office jobs that have always seemed like her worst nightmare.

So, that’s how she got here, sitting in a closed off part of Mass General with no windows and possible mold with a stack of files bigger than her that she’s having to put in the computer because they’re going digital. She’s never thought about medical files before and has assumed they’ve always been digital, but the entire department full of filing cabinets says otherwise.

She’s probably going to be vitamin D deficient by the time she finds another job.

Really, it’s fine. It’s not all that bad. She likes her coworkers, and most days she can listen to music all day and get lost in the repetitiveness of her job. Today Emma’s a little cranky because her car wouldn’t crank this morning, and she should have sold that piece of junk when she had the chance last month.

Spinning in her chair, Emma pops an earphone out and looks across her desk where Mary Margaret and Ruby are talking. They both work in Community Outreach, which is an entirely different department up in the land of people and windows, but their boss sent them to help with the digitization because the hospital realized the temps they hired would take at least six months to do all the work if left to their own devices. Emma wouldn’t mind that, no matter how much she sometimes hates it, because it would mean she has a few more months to figure her shit out.

“Morning, Swan.” Emma groans and leans back in her chair, the wheels squeaking underneath her. Killian stops by her desk, taking a peppermint out of the bowl in the corner, and pops it in his mouth. He’s far too peppy this morning, and she just knows he went for a run this morning and then spent an unnecessary amount of time fixing his hair to give it that disheveled look. She doesn’t understand morning exercise people. They may not be people at all. “How are you today?”

“Exhausted.”

“What? No sleep last night?”

“Only a little.” She shrugs and holds her hand out. He tosses her a new peppermint, and she quickly unwraps it, the mint soothing her throat. The cold weather outside always dries out her throat, and having to walk to work this morning did not help. “My car wouldn’t start this morning, so I think I’m exhausted from walking here and knowing I’m probably going to be out of a car.”

His eyes glance up and down her, lips pressed into a firm line, and she expects him to make a joke that will have her rolling her eyes. Instead, he leans over her desk and presses his cheek to his palm, blinking slowly. “Do you need a ride home? I can give you one after work.”

“I can walk.”

“Swan. It’s no problem.”

Emma sighs and leans back, running her tongue against the peppermint. “You sure?”

“I wouldn’t offer if I wasn’t. Pick you up at five thirty?”

“See you then.”

Killian knocks his knuckles against the wood and flashes her a smile, walking away from her desk and down the hallway to the IT department, where he’ll spend the rest of the day answering calls from elderly doctors who don’t know how to log into their patient portal. Emma watches him walk away, knowing he won’t notice. Winter in Boston may be hell, but it does have benefits, such as the way Killian owns several fitted sweaters that hug his biceps. There are few perks to this job, and even though there are no windows, there are sometimes views.

When he disappears around the corner, Emma goes back to her files, typing in more patient information, when she hears Mary Margaret and Ruby rise from their chairs, heels clicking against the tile. They’ve got Cheshire Cat grins on their faces, every tooth showing, and if Emma ignores them, maybe they’ll go away.

She knows better than to hope for impossible things.

“So,” Ruby starts, incessantly tapping a pen against the desk to make Emma look up. Her desk has one of those tall, barrier-type things around the top because it’s an old secretary’s desk, which is great for hiding out. The problem is that people know to look for her now, and when they do, there’s no way for her to escape unless she wants to roll right out of the room. “He’s taking you home, offering you a ride.”

“Ruby,” Mary Margaret hisses, “don’t say it like that!”

“Why not? That’s what could happen! He takes her home, she invites him inside for some coffee to thank him, and then one thing leads to another…bam! They’re going at it on her couch!”

“Emma is going to file a complaint with HR about you.”

“If it gets she and Jones together, it’ll be worth it. I mean, come on. They’re adorable, and my God, the sexual tension makes me need some water to cool down.”

“Do you guys have anything new to say or is it going to be more trying to convince me to date the IT guy who walks in here to steal our peppermints and fix our computers when they break down three times a day?” Emma asks, half pretending to still be working.

Ruby and Mary Margaret stop looking at each other and look at her, brows to their foreheads and smiles slipping away more and more each second. “He comes in here to flirt, and you know it.”

Emma shrugs and grabs another peppermint. “He’s a friendly guy, easy to talk to, likes peppermints. I have peppermints.”

“Oh my God,” Ruby groans, dropping her head to the desk. “You’re killing me. Absolutely killing me.”

“You know, Emma, there’s no rule against office romances,” Mary Margaret suggests. “I think you should give it a shot.”

Emma rolls her eyes and keeps typing in patient information. “Maybe I will, but maybe I’m not going to ask him out until my time here is up just to torture the both of you.”

She has no intention of asking him out, but they don’t have to know that.

They gasp, and Emma knows she’s won this round. It doesn’t matter, though, because they’ll be back at her desk to have this conversation again after the next few times Killian walks through the office. And he does walk through the office at least seven more times that day. He has to fix her computer, then Ruby’s, and then there’s a near catastrophe where the digital filing system shuts down. Another time he comes in before lunch, asking everyone in the office if they’d like anything from the hospital deli, and then he comes back with salads for everyone, eating with the three of them and Jeff from IT. Once more he comes in for a peppermint, saying he just couldn’t have his breath smell any longer, but he stays and chats for fifteen minutes about a new ice skating rink he’s thinking of taking his friend Rob’s kid to. He suggests Emma should check it out, and then Ruby makes a sexual joke about ice skating, which is something Emma didn’t even know could be sexual if you weren’t a professional who could do all those lifts and dances or whatever. Emma is fit, but she couldn’t do that.

Finally, he comes into the office a little before five thirty, his car keys in hand, and Emma grabs her things and walks with him out of the office and back up into sunlight, which she forgot existed. She’ll barely get to see any of it, however, because it’s December and the sun basically sets at noon.

She is definitely going to have a vitamin D deficiency soon. Maybe she should start taking vitamins.

She and Killian talk about their days during the ride to her apartment, but mostly Emma sits in silence and listens to the radio, letting her eyes rest from staring at small print and a computer screen all day. It’s an adjustment for her to work regular hours, and all she wants now is to consume an entire pizza and have a large glass of wine.

Or two. Two large glasses of wine sound good.

When Emma opens her eyes, Killian is parked outside her building, his car idling, and she blinks herself away, undoing her seatbelt and sitting up. “Thank you for the ride, Jones.”

“Not a problem, love.”

She twists to the side, looking at him, and thinks of what Ruby and Mary Margaret said earlier.. “You want to come in for some coffee?”

“You know I won’t be able to sleep tonight if I have caffeine this late.”

Emma shrugs and leans over the console to press her lips to his, lingering as Killian’s hand comes to cup her cheek, his fingers threading through her ponytail as he tugs her closer. He tastes like peppermint, and it makes Emma smile.

“I know,” Emma sighs, pressing her forehead to his. “But I need coffee if I’m going to stay up until a normal hour, and I need to deal with my car tonight. Do you think it’s a goner?”

Killian pinches his brows and kisses her again, his tongue teasing her bottom lip, but he pulls back and crosses her arms over her chest, waiting for his real answer, even if she already knows. “I think we can look at it, have a mechanic look at it, and then look at it again when you disagree with the mechanic, but I think it may be time to lay the bug to rest. It had a good run, and I will always hold dear the memory of you nearly hitting me with it.”

“You can’t say I don’t make a great first impression.” She laughs at the memory and the way Killian had told her to go fuck herself, but quickly her heart drops and she groans, wondering how many curses she can mutter in a thirty-second time frame. Probably not as many as Killian did that day. The British know how to curse. “I don’t have the money for a new car. What am I going to do?”

“I can take you to work. We’re going to be at the same place for at least another month or so. And who knows? Maybe you’ll get another job at the hospital. And if not, I can still take you to work and pick you up. We’ve been sleeping at each other’s places most nights anyway. If you don’t want that, there are several different public transportation options. But I think Mary Margaret and Ruby would die if I took you to work in the morning.”

He waggles his brows and smirks, leaning into her, and Emma can’t help the smile that creeps up on her. They didn't want it to be a thing that they were dating because Emma wanted to get the job on her own, so they never told anyone. “They would actually die. I mean, seriously. They told me I should invite you up for coffee and then ride you on my couch, and you know, that doesn’t sound like too bad of an idea.”

“Well, I would have been up for that even without the coffee invitation, love.”

“That a double entendre?”

“Of course.” He reaches over and grabs her hand, threading their fingers together. “When do you think you’re going to tell them we started dating months before you started at the hospital?”

Emma shrugs and leans back, smiling. “Eh, I think one day we should walk in holding hands and let them think it’s new.”

“Tomorrow? I could give you a mark on your collarbone to really drive them crazy.”

“Absolutely not, but nice try buddy.” She nods her head toward the building. “Come inside with me and let’s get dinner. Pizza sound good?”

“Pizza sounds fantastic, love.”

-/-

They walk inside holding hands a month later, and Mary Margaret stumbles while Ruby drops her coffee over her computer’s keyboard. Killian is the one who fixes it, and Ruby is still so shocked she can’t interrogate him while he works.

Emma has a feeling Ruby Lucas has never been shocked silent, and Emma can barely hold in her laughter.

She never does tell them how long she and Killian were dating. She doesn’t think their computers could take it.

-/-

She does find them in their office a year later, though, when they’re back in Community Outreach and she’s working in the conference center – which has windows! – and shows them the ring on her finger.

Ruby, thankfully, didn’t have any coffee in her hands.

#cs prompts #cs fic #cs ff #cs fanfic #captain swan fic #captain swan ff #captain swan fanfic #captain swan #office antics #Anonymous

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maybe? 👉👈 steve taking a really long time with college (like on one year and off one yours year, on, off, on, off) and he still doesn't really know what he wants to do and he gets really frustrated bc billy just did college all in one go and steve is taking forever and he feels down on himself? idk im feeling the whump rn???

Steve had left high school having no idea what he wanted from the rest of his life.

That’s not true, he had some idea.

He knew he wanted to leave Hawkins, follow Billy wherever he was going. He knew he wanted to be with Billy for the rest of his life, he knew he wanted to leave the past behind and make new friends, people who were kind, and fun, and didn’t bat an eye when Billy pulled him into his lap.

But that’s about it.

So when Billy graduates high school, and gets a full ride to UC Berkeley, and they move into a cheap apartment in downtown Oakland, Steve is so happy that he got out.

He gets a job waiting tables at a restaurant down the street, pays half the rent and buys the groceries while Billy’s in class.

But then two years pass, and Billy’s soaring through college, working to his degrees, plural, because he just couldn’t decide between studying English Literature or Biology with a focus in research.

So he’s majoring in both and getting a minor in Italian because then I’ll know what you’re sayin’ when you start horny babblin’.

And Steve was at the same restaurant.

True, he was assistant manager now, and it came with a pretty okay raise, and he even gets dental insurance, but he feels so stuck.

So he enrolls in community college.

He starts with some general classes, still completely unsure of what he wants to study.

Billy said it was okay to just rule out things you don’t want to study, to nearly fail a math course and know that accounting is not for you.

So when Steve finishes his first year, he at least knows what he doesn’t want to pursue.

Meanwhile Billy has an internship at a lab through Kaiser Permanente. And he can read and write Italian than Steve can.

Steve is walking home from his job at the restaurant when it happens. He’s crossing the street, and gets hit by a car.

He’s taken to the hospital, where he’s informed of a fractured spine and another concussion.

He’s told his injury could’ve been much more severe, that he will not experience paralysis, but he needs physical therapy and walking will be difficult for a while.

Their finances take a big hit.

Billy’s internship doesn’t pay super well, and with Steve being unable to work for the foreseeable future, he’s fired.

Billy has insurance through the school, but because on paper, he and Steve have no real relation, Steve’s medical bills come out of pocket.

So Steve is bedridden for months. He can’t work or get groceries, or do fucking anything but lay there.

They can’t afford physical therapy.

But Billy has a friend studying to be a PT, and she comes over every Saturday, and practices her technique on him in exchange for ten bucks and a few beers.

And so the money Steve tucked away for school is rapidly diminishing.

By the time Billy graduates, Steve is a year into recovery. He still gets dizzy at odd intervals, and his back gets stiff when it rains, but Billy gets a job right away, doing research on flu vaccines.

And Steve goes back to work.

He gets a desk job, something he won’t have to be on his feet all day for. He works reception for a message therapist, which comes with free massages, which work wonders on his back.

So in the fall, he decides to give his education another shot.

He learns that history is not for him, and that his nutrition course was fine until they began looking into how the body processes nutrients, and he was fucking lost. He takes a few business classes, thinking, hoping genetics would take over and this is something he could do.

But his dad was right to take away the job opportunity at his own firm. Steve was not cut out for this.

After a year of research, Billy is promoted three times. He ends up working on some extremely important study that Steve does not understand for the fucking life of him.

But he sits and listens every time Billy explains what he did that day, even though Steve gets so sad when Billy mentions having to kill the lab mice to study their bodies.

So Steve is two years into community college, five years into living in Oakland with Billy, and he still is lost.

He takes a semester off, working more hours, trying to save up some money.

Because Billy is beginning to think about grad school, and that shit’s not cheap.

But Billy decides to postpone that, work for a few more years, and besides, he’s caught between studying something to put him in a research field, or just straight up going to medical school to study infectious disease.

Because Billy could. He’s smart enough for medical school, smart enough to research and be a doctor.

And Steve has a smushy spine and half a degree in nothing.

A semester off turns into a year.

A year and a semester.

Two years.

They’ve been in California for seven years, and Billy gets into grad school in San Diego. They move south and Billy spends late nights pursuing a Masters in Immunology.

And Steve works the front desk at a pediatrician’s office.

He’s flipping through a course catalog from the San Diego Community College when Billy comes home from his new job, the position he got after applying to only three labs.

He kissed the top of Steve’s head, moving to grab himself a beer from the fridge.

“You thinkin’ of going back?”

“I don’t know.” Steve slid the catalog closed. “Is it even worth it?”

“That’s something you have to decide.” Billy sat down, sliding the catalog towards him. Steve had crossed off the classes he had already taken, the ones he new he wouldn’t like. “And you know, going to school isn’t the only option. You could get an apprenticeship, master a trade.”

“I can’t do anything where I need to bend over for really any length of time. So that rules out plumber, and car mechanic, and anything physical like construction, or landscaping or even general contracting is right out.”

Steve could feel the old shame, the doubt and the self hatred crawling up his spine.

“I have nothing to offer. I have no discerning skills, and in seven years I’ve only made it through two years of goddamn community college, and here you are, ripping through grad school like a fourth degree is easy.”

“Stevie, you’ve got a lot to offer. We just gotta find something that suits you.” He took Steve’s pen, turning to the back page of the catalog. “Okay, we’re gonna write down all of you strengths, and think of career paths that could fit those. I’ll go first, you’re extremely caring. You’d be good at any career where you care for people.”

“But I can’t study nursing or something, I barely understood my biology 101 course. Plus, nurses are strong. I can’t lift more than like, thirty pounds.”

“There’re way more caring fields than nursing, Pretty Boy. Although I would love if you were my nurse.” Billy smirked at him, leaning in to plant a sloppy kiss to Steve’s cheek as he rolled his eyes. “Another strength: your emotional intelligence is through the fucking roof.” He wrote it down. “Okay, I’ve said tow, so you say one.”

“Um, I think that I’m good at making people laugh?”

“Yes! You are. Perfect.” Billy scribbled it down. “You’re a good leader.”

“I’m pretty good at reading people.” Billy wrote Intuitive, can smell a douchebag from a mile away.

“You’re good under pressure.”

“Sometimes.”

“Every time I’ve seen. You’re good at keeping calm and keeping others calm.”

“I guess.”

“Nah, Stevie. Positives only. Say a strength.”

“I’m, uh, I’m good at, bilingual?” Billy stared at him. “Like, I’m bilingual.”

“Are you sure? I don’t think that was English, even.” Steve slapped his chest, Billy laughed. “I’m joking. You are bilingual. You’re also really good at making others feel safe.”

“I was always pretty alright at public speaking.”

“You’ve got a great eye for detail.”

“I’m good at teamwork, and delegating.”

“You’re really compassionate, too.” Billy drew a line under the strengths side. “Okay, so now we’ve got some of your strengths, think about what you’d want in a job, and we can match everything up and think about some careers that could fit.” Steve nodded, racking his brain.

“Um, I would want to work with kind people, I would kind of like to do something, you know, worthwhile. I’d like to be in charge of something. Like it’s fine if I have a boss to answer to, but I’d like to be fairly independent.”

“I already have so many ideas.”

“Lay ‘em on me.” Steve sat back, closing his eyes to try and picture everything Billy threw out.

“I’ve actually always thought you’d be a really good teacher. Especially if you did like, kindergarten. Just got to be around little kids all day.” Steve could actually see it. “I also think you’d be a could social worker, like to work with Child Protective Services, or something. Um, you’d be good at even planning. Or I think you’d be really good working at a nonprofit of some kind. Maybe you could be the event planner for a nonprofit.”

And Steve was sitting there, and suddenly, he had four career paths, just sitting right in front of him. Four super attainable career paths.

“Wait, wait those make sense.” Billy beamed at him.

“Yeah, that’s because I know you, Pretty Boy.” Billy opened the catalog. “So, I think if you choose to enroll, you should pick a few classes, like, Intro to Social Work, Early Childhood Education 100, and maybe like, Sociology, and see from there.”

Steve stared at the course descriptions for what Billy circled.

“Thank you for helping me. I’m sorry this has taken me so long.”

“It’s okay. Everyone is on a different timeline. And it’s not like you got to explore options in high school. You were told business until your dad decided that nevermind. So it’s understandable that this took you a minute. Plus, you went through hell with your back.”

Steve sat up straight, stretching out his back.

“But, I mean, the back thing kinda happened to you too, and you still made it through all your schooling.”

“Sure, I watched you go through it, but I was not in the pain you were. And like, emotionally, it fucking sucked to watch the love of my goddamn life go through something, and I couldn’t even afford therapy. Like, I felt so helpless, but that’s nothing to what you went through literally experiencing it.” Steve took Billy’s hand, linking their fingers together, pressing a kiss to his knuckles.

“You did the best you could. Everything was shit for like, that whole year.”

“I cannot telly you how many times I would go into an individual study room in the library and just like, sob for a while.And then I’d get so mad at myself, thinking of you at home, hurting and not even able to get yourself out of bed, and I’d race home feeling like shit.”

Steve scrubbed his fingers through Billy’s hair. He had cut it a while ago, kept it short these days.

“You were doing everything you could for me. I would just sit in bed all day, and think about how amazing you are. Like I would just think about all the good times we’ve had together, and how much I love you.”

“That explains why we didn’t fight for like, that whole year.” Steve laughed. Billy leaned to kiss him softly.

“And you know, even now we’ve done this, there’s still no rush on you. You don’t have to go back to school this year, of this decade, or anytime until you’re ready. Until you want to.”

“Well now, I feel like there’s a fucking light at the end of the tunnel. I’m almost, excited. Is this how you feel? Excited to go to school?”

“Welcome to the nerd life, Sweet Thing.” Billy drained the last of his beer. “You wanna go out tonight? Celebrate?”

“Like, go out to dinner, or go out?”

“Oh, just like dinner. Be home by eight thirty, in bed by nine, missionary with the lights off, and asleep by nine fifteen.”

“Sign me the fuck up.”

#billy is based a lot on my sister in this #and steve is based on her best friend #any life path is valid #there's kind of a lot of set up but yeah #also i live for them settling down and becoming a totally boring mundane couple but they're just SO HAPPY toghether that's my shit #yikes writes #steve harrington #billy hargrove #steve harrington x billy hargrove #billy hargrove x steve harrington #harringrove #harringrive #harringrove fic #harringrove ficlet #harringrove drabble

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