Escape Homelessness
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My name is Kiersten (most of you know me as koalabelle) and I am a nineteen-year-old queer young woman who has recently escaped a very abusive home.
Since I was around 11, I have been physically, emotionally, and verbally abused by my mother. She has blamed her suicide attempts, her financial and relationship troubles, and her mental illness on me for almost nine years now. Although I have managed to briefly leave home by paying for boarding school by myself and through scholarship, attending college (also paid for by myself), and even staying with other relatives for weeks on end, it was always hell to return to “home”, only to be greeted by her (not empty) threats and name-calling, as well as shaming me for my body, my sexuality, and my hobbies.
About a month and a half ago, I asked my boyfriend, who is physically disabled, to help me. He took me into his home and has tried to help me obtain any type of income in hopes that we could move out together. Currently we are staying at his parents’ home (he moved in with them to help them financially), but unfortunately, this ship is sinking.
As I do have a few places to (maybe) stay for a week here and there, I am essentially broke. Most of my income has only been from photographing conventions and my search for employment hasn’t turned up.
I am looking at about a month of homelessness until my boyfriend and I can pull together our assets and move into an apartment with our friends that we have found here in Chicago.
In the meantime, I am asking- begging- for any help that you can give me.
Thank you.
Since I was around 11, I have been physically, emotionally, and verbally abused by my mother. She has blamed her suicide attempts, her financial and relationship troubles, and her mental illness on me for almost nine years now. Although I have managed to briefly leave home by paying for boarding school by myself and through scholarship, attending college (also paid for by myself), and even staying with other relatives for weeks on end, it was always hell to return to “home”, only to be greeted by her (not empty) threats and name-calling, as well as shaming me for my body, my sexuality, and my hobbies.
About a month and a half ago, I asked my boyfriend, who is physically disabled, to help me. He took me into his home and has tried to help me obtain any type of income in hopes that we could move out together. Currently we are staying at his parents’ home (he moved in with them to help them financially), but unfortunately, this ship is sinking.
As I do have a few places to (maybe) stay for a week here and there, I am essentially broke. Most of my income has only been from photographing conventions and my search for employment hasn’t turned up.
I am looking at about a month of homelessness until my boyfriend and I can pull together our assets and move into an apartment with our friends that we have found here in Chicago.
In the meantime, I am asking- begging- for any help that you can give me.
Thank you.
Organizer
Kiersten Bell
Organizer
Elgin, IL
