Help Us Move out of Toxic Mold
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We dreamed of relocating... we aren't giving up but for now we just need help getting our baby out of this condemned apartment. We have 3 months we need a 4th to guarantee our rent. We need to get our licenses and work on getting an old car so that we can continue getting J to work. PLEASE help us get out of here so we can celebrate the New Year in a peaceful, safe new home.
I've been racking my heart and brain for weeks now trying to find the strength to share my story. To be very, very honest it does not feel good to admit we need some huge support right now.
I'm a queer woman of color who has always been a caregiver, so very often I suffer silently until I'm nearing a mental breakdown. It's time to reach out. Both my partner and I have PTSD and anxiety from a lifetime of surviving. Which has only been exacerbated with Trump's election.
A victim of childhood molestation and teenage sexual assault, I never imagined that our country would have an accused offender leading and representing it. And now we have to raise a beautiful little biologically female person in what feels like a failing society. Sleep does not come easy.
It feels as if we have been forgotten. Purposefully. I can keep my baby safe in my arms for now. I can protect my baby as best as I can from colds, discomfort, I can even do a great job at preventing exposure to a lot of harm. Yet I am useless in shielding my angel from structural inequality.
Our little family has been struggling for stability. While pregnant we endured a series of awful housing events (was rented a unit with bed bugs, then a unit with fleas and hidden cat urine damage that worsened with time, then a unit where drug activity was present and our neighbors' door was kicked in) and traumatic prenatal visits. We are often not treated like humans.
We've moved states a few times in search of better overall opportunities for our family. I personally have battled with homelessness in some form or another for a great deal of my adult life and I do not want this for us.
Our precious one is now 6 months old and we are currently living in a hazardous apartment with black mold spreading in our ceiling. I feel like I am at my wits end. I am also suffering from post-partum depression and I've reached out for professional help in the area with no luck yet (As of 12/15 I am working with someone out of town over Skype/email). The apartment that we call home has yet to be inspected and approved for occupancy and the management company is completely careless. Our health is being compromised and we are feeling the effects. It is awful to not be able to protect my baby from the air she's breathing. We've contacted a free attorney for advice and we need to leave ASAP.
Due to our circumstances though our options are extremely limited. We do not have bad credit but we are well aware of how the system is designed. We are set up to fail time and time again.
I've been racking my heart and brain for weeks now trying to find the strength to share my story. To be very, very honest it does not feel good to admit we need some huge support right now.
I'm a queer woman of color who has always been a caregiver, so very often I suffer silently until I'm nearing a mental breakdown. It's time to reach out. Both my partner and I have PTSD and anxiety from a lifetime of surviving. Which has only been exacerbated with Trump's election.
A victim of childhood molestation and teenage sexual assault, I never imagined that our country would have an accused offender leading and representing it. And now we have to raise a beautiful little biologically female person in what feels like a failing society. Sleep does not come easy.
It feels as if we have been forgotten. Purposefully. I can keep my baby safe in my arms for now. I can protect my baby as best as I can from colds, discomfort, I can even do a great job at preventing exposure to a lot of harm. Yet I am useless in shielding my angel from structural inequality.
Our little family has been struggling for stability. While pregnant we endured a series of awful housing events (was rented a unit with bed bugs, then a unit with fleas and hidden cat urine damage that worsened with time, then a unit where drug activity was present and our neighbors' door was kicked in) and traumatic prenatal visits. We are often not treated like humans.
We've moved states a few times in search of better overall opportunities for our family. I personally have battled with homelessness in some form or another for a great deal of my adult life and I do not want this for us.
Our precious one is now 6 months old and we are currently living in a hazardous apartment with black mold spreading in our ceiling. I feel like I am at my wits end. I am also suffering from post-partum depression and I've reached out for professional help in the area with no luck yet (As of 12/15 I am working with someone out of town over Skype/email). The apartment that we call home has yet to be inspected and approved for occupancy and the management company is completely careless. Our health is being compromised and we are feeling the effects. It is awful to not be able to protect my baby from the air she's breathing. We've contacted a free attorney for advice and we need to leave ASAP.
Due to our circumstances though our options are extremely limited. We do not have bad credit but we are well aware of how the system is designed. We are set up to fail time and time again.
Organizer
Cynthia Mcb
Organizer
Plains, PA
